Toji Smut // Trying For A Baby

not listening to a word he is saying

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dilf!toji chokes u while pounding u hard

toji making u beg

getting fucked by toji while being handcuffed

toji fingering u

dad's boyfriend!tojo fucking ur ass

toji thrusting inside u roughly

toji pounding in u from behind

toji breeding u

toji makes u keep his cum inside the whole day as a punishment

riding toji

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angry sex w mma toji, minutes before a match

tags — heavy nsfw, locker room sex, slight exhibitionism (they can def hear), angry toji, marked upp, dumbification, spit kink, cum dump, fingering, locker room sex, soft toji, apologetic toji, biting, unprotected,

the silent treatment was probably the single most annoying thing you could possibly do to toji. he’ll take anything else, yelling, screaming, hitting, kicking… just acknowledge him. but when you’re dead silent, blank stare; pretending he doesn’t even exist! now that makes him feel like shit…

he couldn’t even grasp the depths of your anger, until you began giving him the cold shoulder.

“you can’t answer a text anymore?” he’s leaning over the couch, eye bags dark and heavy, considering he stayed up all night waiting for you to come back home.

you don’t even look at him. you’re just taking off your shoes and padding your way to the bedroom. the door slamming shut. even when he slides under the covers, completely exhausted, his fingers grazing your arm filled with goosebumps, you slide further away.

“stop acting like a child—“ he honestly should’ve kept his mouth shut, next thing he knows, you were grabbing a pillow and dragging your feet down to the living room. he groans into the covers.

it didn’t matter that he’d come down after a few minutes. his fingers brushing your cheek before gently scooping you into his arms and carrying back into bed. his lips brushing your cheek in your deep sleep, so he can doze off beside you. finally able to sleep.

yet the morning would come and you’d be gone again, until he’s staying up again, waiting for you.

“seriously?” he immediately follows you into the bedroom as you ignore his greeting. “I fucking get it, now will you talk to me? I know you’re pissed, so just fucking give it to me!” his chest was boiling as he watched you pull off your clothes, stepping into the shower.

he sat quietly on the cold tile floor of the bathroom, resting his head back as he watched you shower through the steamed glass. his mind was shutting down, he didn’t like fighting with you. he knew he had a temper, and he could be stubborn, but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t do anything for you!

his eyes fluttered open hearing you step out of the shower. rubbing his eyes, gaze set on your movements, his following the water droplets slide down the small of your back. the pretty way your nipples start to perk from the change in temperature.

you had to swallow your own love in order to walk past the tired man. he’s been overworking himself these past couple of weeks in order to get in shape for this upcoming match. you wanted to do your best to support him.

you hated seeing him so stressed all the time. but when you decided to try and help him when he was out training on the beach with his team, sprinting from one end to the other. you wanted him to know that you were there for him. even though you were busy with your uni classes and stressed from your own shit, you didn’t want toji to think he was alone.

so you brought your work to the beach, as he trained. was it really support when you’re laughing and chatting and letting every guy known to man, hit on you?! the emperor of mma wasn’t insecure. he knew you’d never do anything. yet, it still sent his blood sizzling, upset that you came here, all for you to start talking to these men—

“y/n!” the sudden shout of your name had your ears perking up, eyes shifting to the broad shouldered man, heaving by the ocean. you didn’t hesitate to grab the energy drink, happy that you can finally help as you sprinted to your boyfriend.

“how’s training? i was getting worried since you haven’t taken a break in so long—“

“what’re you doing?” the cut in his sentence had your brows pinching, still waiting for him to take the drink from your hands.

“nothing? was just waiting for yo—“

“nothing?” he repeats, his green eyes were as dark as the night forest.

“um…” you itch your cheek awkwardly. “i think you’re tired, I also brought some protein bars and sandwiches. just eat one—“

“go home,” he takes the drink from your hand. your eyes shift to his.

“I’ll leave in a couple minutes, I’m just—“

“I don’t wanna fucking see you right now. you’re distracting me, and it’s not helping!” he couldn’t make excuses. was it his fault? he was tired, and you were distracting, laughing and chatting away with these strangers—

“i didn’t mean to distract you. I came to—“

“I didn’t ask. so thanks, but you can leave now,” toji turns away from you, handing back the drink. “text me when you get ho—“ he glances over his shoulder to see you already grabbing your things and leaving.

he was praying that he didn’t fuck this up. especially when he didn’t get a text from you, of course he had to spam your phone with messages asking if you got home safely. was it a relief when he came home to see you already asleep?

“y/n?” his voice is low as he kneels beside the bed, palm gently holding your cute face. so soft. your eyes slowly open, brows pinched as you look at him. “why didn’t you text me?”

“didn’t wanna be a distraction,” your words laced with tired sarcasm.

toji drops his head, letting out a sigh. “seriously?”

“seriously, what?” you snap, sitting up on your elbow.

“it’s not a big deal. I was stressed,” toji’s hand drops on the mattress, as he rubs his eye.

“whatever,” you didn’t even want to bother anymore. you turn over, not wanting to talk to him, but the grip on your shoulder told you otherwise.

“you’re not done talking,” he looks at your pinched expression, clearly pissed off. “what do you want me to do? apologize?”

“you’re such a dick sometimes,” you push his hand away from you. “I was trying to support you, and you don’t even care.”

“I do care!” he groans, why is this so difficult for him? “I just don’t need every dude with a fucking dick, hitting on you—“

“do you not trust me?” you’re practically glaring, which toji hates.

“stupid ass question,” he huffs, standing up. “you don’t think I trust you?” he’s pulling off his dirty clothes, tossing them to the side.

“no I don’t think so,” you sit up, face hurting from how long you’ve been frowning.

“then you’re causing problems for no fucking reason!” he slams the bathroom door, causing the entire room to shake.

“dick,” you mutter, biting your cheek as you hug your legs.

the cold shower was honestly what he needed. once the freezing water hit his back, it ultimately cooled his heated mind. what the fuck did he just start?

“sweetheart?” toji dries his face as he steps out the bathroom. immediately noticing the empty bed. “fuck me.”

“I’m sorry, baby,” toji is pressing his face in your neck, big body hugging your small frame as the steam from the shower slowly slips out. you don’t answer, just twisting the knife even deeper. you were angry, still. “are you gonna come tomorrow?”

you squirt some moisturizer on your fingers, before rubbing it on your face. his chin rests on your shoulder as he watches you through the mirror. if only his fans saw how much of a baby he gets when you give him the silent treatment. he could almost cry right now.

“y/n, please,” his arm squeezes your middle tighter, his beefy arms completely latched onto you as you don’t even bother to meet his gaze. “i need you there.” he mutters quietly. he was so tired, so when you ignore him again he decides to pull himself away.

your heart clenched. were you being too mean? you crawl onto the bed after getting dressed, he’s already asleep. his chest rising and falling as he kept his arm outstretched, an unconscious habit once you started dating, the invitation for your body to snuggle into him, always there.

your fingers gently caress his cheek, sitting beside his chest as you watch the deep even breaths. he always looks so peaceful. his body exuded warmth, practically seducing you into his arms. you wondered if he’ll be alright. yes, you were giving him the cold shoulder, but that didn’t mean you didn’t care.

especially with his habit of fucking you. was he going to be alright. it wasn’t impossible for him not to fuck before a match, but if he didn’t, it usually made him more aggressive in the cage. a couple warnings from the referee was not uncommon.

your lips softly pressed against his, eyes closing as you felt his own lips push back. your heart skipped a beat…he always has this effect on you.

his arm snaked around your waist, laying you down as he immediately hugged your middle, letting your inviting arms hug his shoulders as you caressed his hair coaxing him to sleep.

the moment was so intimate. you almost forgot you were still angry with him. however, toji most certainly did not forget. especially as the stadium erupted in cheers and applause as the fans awaited their fighters.

you sat in the front row. of course you came, you knew how much he’s been training. this silent treatment shit was not going to stop you from still supporting him….but….you felt your heart ache for a moment….it still felt like shit. felt like shit when he wouldn’t acknowledge what you do for him—

“y/n,” tojis manager, shiu’s hand suddenly brought you back.

“what—“

“can you come with me?” shiu was already dragging you up, holding your shoulder as he escorted you.

“what’s wrong?”

“he won’t stop asking for you,” shiu was stressed, clearly. it was less than half an hour before the match, what could possible be wrong with toji?

“did something happen??” you’re suddenly panicking, moving quickly down the hallway. what’s wrong? is he injured? does he feel sick?

“I don’t know, he’s not answering anyone,” you’re bursting into the locker room, eyes immediately falling onto the fighter sitting on the bench, hunched over, face in his hands.

“toji?” you’re immediately leaning down, your hands carefully on top of his as you try to speak. “what’s wrong—“

“everyone out,” toji snaps, his team all looking at one another panicked.

“toji we need to get you ready—“

“everyone fucking out or I’m not doing this match!” he shouts, startling you, but you look over at shiu nodding your head. trying to give them some kind of reassurance.

“we’re waiting outside,” shiu rubs his face, as he closes the door behind the last person. your attention now shifting back to your boyfriend.

“is everything oka—“ his lips suddenly crash into you. fingers firmly holding your jaw as his tongue slips into your mouth. you’re completely caught off guard, hands holding his wrists, whining as he pushes you against the lockers, arm wrapping around your waist pressing you firmly into his chest—

“toji!” you gasp, breath heavy as you meet his gaze. “what’s going on—“

“I do need you,” he groans, aggressively shoving his shorts down to allow his very erect cock to spring out, pre cum leaking out of the tip as he kisses your lips. “don’t ignore me again, i fucking hate it!” he bites your bottom lip, causing your voice to crack, whining. “answer me—“

“toji, they’re outside—“ but he’s already pulling your panties off, lifting your skirt as he drags his fingers through your folds.

“I trained this pussy so well,” he groans, kissing your lips. “ya get so wet just from kissin’ me,” he smiles, knees kicking your legs further apart as you whine, trying to hold his shoulders for balance.

“you never apologized,” you turn your cheek away, disconnecting his lips from yours as you try and catch your breath. “I came here to support you, but that doesn’t mean I forgive you,” your jaw clenched, trying to hold your composure, only to yelp as you felt his teeth sink into your neck.

“you’re pissing me off,” his fingers pushed into your pussy, your walls sucking him as you let out a strangled moan, the squelching wasn’t helping you either. “still have something to say?” he snaps, sucking bruises along your neck and shoulder as he pumps his thick fingers in your pussy, proud of himself as he hears the squelching start to trickle down his fingers.

“toji—“ you’re biting your hand, muffling your moans as your face heats up. so embarrassed that this is happening and you couldn’t even push him away.

“did I cover your mouth?” his words echo as he pins your wrist over your head. “you like talking, so lemme hear you.”

“no—ah ah…they’ll hear me—“ your desperately trying to keep some dignity, but it all leaves the moment you feel your body being lifting in the air.

“you’re such a baby,” he laughs, eyes dark and lips curling, because this was not your toji, no. pre-match toji was a whole different person. he could not afford a single warning or a threat of disqualification in this match.

“I’m not, you’re just a dick—“

“what else?” he can’t help the heat rushing south as he hears your fueled words. suddenly pumping blood into his veins, and his dick.

“you’re mean, and you take me for granted. you don’t apologize unless I ignore you—“ toji groans, as he pumps his hefty cock to your words, still able to hold your up, as he aligns his pulsing cock with your dripping wet folds.

“how mad are you baby?” he’s practically panting.

“fuck you,” and that’s all he wants because he’s dropping you down, shoving his entire dick inside until your eyes burst with tears feeling his thick trimmed hair tickling your clit, completely bottoming out.

“fucking took out my eardrums, puppy,” he’s laughing in your face as he pulls his hips back and shoves his cock inside you again. you were completely dazed, that moment he sank his full length deep in your tummy, your brain automatically turned to mush. he usually took his time when it’s the night before a match, but there was no time now. so he couldn’t hold himself back as he let you take it full force.

you were an absolute mess, crying and letting out broken moans as he pumped his hot cock in your tight hole.

“can’t talk anymore? thought you had so much to say, pup?” he’s sucking your lips, smiling at how swollen and used they’ve gotten as he picks up the pace. the lewd echoes bounced off the walls, your body burning from embarrassment, but it didn’t matter—

“to-toji….do ah hahh you….uh uh..need me?” your eyes were filled with tears as you held his hair, fingers rubbing against his scalp, the other digging into his shoulders as you drooled. such a mess in such a small time.

“of course I—ungh do,” his teeth pull at your bottom lip. kissing you over and over as he draws near his climax. your nails can’t help but dig into his shoulders, pulling at the skin as you feel bite at your neck. “you’re my biggest fucking fan, and I’ll always need you,” his jaw is clenching as he feels your pussy spasming around him. “you cummin’ pup?”

“mhm? ahh— mm oji!” he grips your ass, fucking you faster as he feels his balls tighten. you’re drooling into his lips as he opens his mouth, sticking his tongue out, groaning as he feels your spit rub inside his mouth. such a filthy girl. you were creaming so fast, squeezing the hell out of his cock as your eyes grew.

“too much…ahhh—wait!” the lockers were shaking as he drove his cock, balls slapping your wet pussy as your legs shook.

“you’re everything, y/n,” your cheeks flare, you loved when he called you nicknames. but when he moans out your name, you can’t help the butterflies that break out. “I love you, so much,” his head tilts back as he shoves his hips deeper in, releasing warm globs of white cum into your warm pussy.

“don’t….ignore…me,” he sighs, thrusting more as you bite your lip, tears sliding down your cheeks as you feel the last bit of his heavy load finally come out as he pulls out. he still holds you up, pumping his cock to release the excess amount of cum on your nasty pussy.

“goes both ways,” you cup his cheeks, bringing him to your lips, smiling as he caresses your ass, giving it a firm slap.

you stumble on your feet, going over to the sink to rinse yourself down there. grabbing a towel—

“keep it in,” his lips nibble at your neck as he runs a hand down between your legs cupping your pussy. your cheeks sting, feeling his big fingers scoop at his cum and shoving it back in, your hand falling to his thick forearm as he pats your cute tummy with his other hand. “you’re my good luck charm, sweetheart,” he licks the bruise on your neck, dropping to his knees to kiss your pussy.

you almost whine, watching him smile up at you, desperate to hold in your composure, especially when he gives you a wink covering your cute little pussy with your panties, and giving it a cute kiss again.

your face was red as he called the team back in. no one said a word about what they obviously heard, especially with the way they avoided looking at you, specifically since toji was staring daggers at them for even asking you if you needed some water….I mean considering what they heard…

once they finished wrapping his gloves, shiu was escorting you back to your seat—

“y/n,” the soft call, immediately had your head turning. eyes so bright as he smiled…a gentle tug, that had your heart skipping a beat. “I am sorry.”

you can only nod, trying to keep your smile from taking over. “i know,” and so does he. all you wanted to know is that he felt remorseful, something that will acknowledge what he did and that he’ll do better, because that’s all you can ask for.

you definitely were a good luck charm. the moment the bell rang, announcing his win, the audience was going batshit crazy. people screaming, and cheering as flashes from photographers blinded the stadium.

everyone already knew his routine. it was even more gossip and cheers when they noticed the marks on his back—

pushing past the cameras and the annoying speakers, until he was jumping down from the cage and letting you leap into his arms, lips latching onto his as he held you up. the matching bruises was definitely something for twitter to run with.

“you liked it?” he muttered against your lips, only for your ears.

“ya! you always look so cool!” you gush, your cute smile sending his heart swelling, your words always hitting him. “I love seeing you fight! but you can be so mean.”

“how so?” he raises a brow.

“some rounds they can’t even catch a break,” you empathize.

“that’s the point, baby,” his hand unconsciously rubs your back, settling you down as you talk to him. your fingers unconsciously caressing the nape of his neck, careful of his own bruises.

“nuh-uh, the point is to have fun….and win—but like you know what I mean,” you roll your eyes, only to look back at toji hearing him laugh. your own lips curling into a smile.

“I guess so,” he dips his head, lips pressing to your warm cheek. “i just need you here to remind me.”

his arms wrap around you, lips brushing yours. “just stay with me…” his kiss was soft. “I’ll be better…just for you.”

he will. unless he wants to loose you. he can change for a princess.

just smt ab mma toji😫 so toxic but so sweet🥹

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INCLUDES— fingering, clit play, cunnilingus, facesitting, handjob, recording, exhibition/voyeurism (??), car sex, making out, groping, penetration, squirting, creampie, blowjob, size difference kink, virgin caleb in some links, masturbation, breast/nipple play.

WARNINGS— CHN/KR/JP DYNAMIC !! USE OF GEGE AND MEIMEI !! added a virgin!caleb series because I love the headcanon of him saving himself for mc after all these years, he's yearner number one !! 16 links, all of these videos are for afab readers/viewers, don't like don't read/watch, make sure to be logged into twt/x beforehand, if some of the links stop working please lmk ! nsfw below the cut

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your gege holding your hands while he creampies you <3

you're staying at home while you're on summer break from college, but you have to be quiet so Grandma Josephine doesn't catch the two of you

caleb saved himself for you all these years so you have to teach him the basics ⋆ giving virgin!caleb his first handjob ⋆ you know your gege has a particular interest in your panties ⋆ virgin!caleb seemed quite useless when you tried to teach him how to eat you out, he couldn't even find your clit, so you ordered him to lie still while you rode his face instead ⋆ teaching virgin!caleb how to make you come with his fingers ⋆ when you finally take caleb's v card he's such a desperate mess, humping and rutting into you like he's in heat, he's so cute

watching you rub your clit really gets him going

fuckboy!caleb on the phone to one of his flings from the academy while he's fucking his meimei senseless

he needs you close to him, it's a must when he's bearing all of himself to you after so many years of pretending

caleb is just obsessed with your tits, always has been

recording so he can send the videos to one of your pathetic ex flings that was blowing up your phone so he can show them that no one fucks you better than your gege

car sex because he really couldn't wait five minutes until you got home

he thinks the way you gag on his cock is the hottest fucking thing

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Toji Fushiguro x f!reader

Genre: Smut Notes: Ending the week with daddy, is anyone surprised? Warnings: 18+, squirting, vaginal sex implied, consensual encounters, mean!Megumi, vibrator teasing, cheating, daddy kink, overstimulation, noncon eavesdropping. Words: 1.4k

Toji has never had a problem with you since you started dating Megumi. You’ve always been quite timid and shy but you’re always so polite when you come over to spend the night. He likes that you seem to be a good influence on his kid. You’ve helped him with his career path and saving up to get a place of his own for the two of you. And you’re definitely a hard worker. An office job and a job as a waitress at a local café must take its toll on your body. Which is why he can understand why you always seem to have such slow, lazy sex with his son. The walls are thin, it’s not like he’s listening on purpose. Though even he can’t deny how his cock stiffens as he imagines your perfect body and sweet faces as you writhe and moan as you’re filled to the brim with cock. He ignores it, usually, but tonight was a little different. Your moans are much louder than usual. He could clearly hear that you were even cumming louder than usual.

“M-Megumi, ‘m sorry! That’s never happened before…” you tell him as you cover yourself in the duvet, utterly ashamed of the mess you’ve made of his bedsheets.

“It’s… ugh. It’ll be fine, but… a little warning, maybe? I could have put some towels down or something.” he sighs as he realises he’s going to have to put fresh bedding on before the two of you go to sleep. “Didn’t realise I was dating a porn star, s’all.” he continues.

“P-Please don’t make fun,” you respond as your lip wobbles while you attempt to hold back your tears. You don’t think you have ever felt so awful. You really don’t believe you could feel any worse if you tried. “You know I didn’t mean it. I guess it just felt so… good.” you speak, trying to justify yourself and hope to earn his forgiveness.

Toji is dying for one of you to just say the damn word. He’s certain he knows what happened. What you did. What the two of you are getting at. But he needs confirmation. That isn’t so hard understand, is it? His heart is hammering away in anticipation. Just say it. Just fucking say it.

“Sorry. Maybe I’m trying to make light of things since you practically wet the bed. I’m a little grossed out, I guess. I… I think I’ll sleep on the couch and clean up tomorrow, you take the spare room.” he tells you.

You don’t remember your boyfriend being so mean. Angsty? Sure. Moody? Absolutely. But mean? Never, not to you at least. Even Toji can’t believe his ears. Of course he knows his son can be a miserable little prick at times but he never thought he’d take it out on you. He still doesn’t have the verbal confirmation of what happened, but he knows. Megumi is a fool for being so disgusted at what you did.

It’s one of Toji’s favourite things in the world.

That’s why he is waiting for his chance to pounce once he hears Megumi go downstairs. He’s lingering, hovering around his bedroom door as he waits for the creaky floorboards to tell him you’re going to the guest room.

There it is.

The door swings open and you just about died of fright.

“Toji, Jesus Christ you scared the shit out of me.” you whisper, trying to keep your voice down and avoid irritating Megumi even more.

“Come here,” he insists, widening his bedroom door and demanding you follow, “you’ve been cryin’.” he bluntly confesses he’s been listening to you as you wait in the door frame. You’re unsure of what to do. It seems a little weird to go into your soon-to-be father in law’s room in the dead of night.

“I think I’m going to go to bed, actually.” you tell him, turning away and facing the direction of the spare room.

“Darlin’, your eyes are as swollen as golf balls. Really don’t think I could live with myself if you cry yourself to sleep on your lonesome.” he sighs.

You want to leave but there’s something so intoxicating about him that you can’t pull away. You’re trying to walk one way but your feet is taking you the other. The door is shutting behind you and you’re sitting next to him on his enormous bed. There’s a look in his eye, a look that’s making your heart race. It’s carnal. Predatory. Your heart is beating in your ears, and you know you’ve made a mistake by coming in here.

“Is there something you need from me, Toji?” you wonder, wide-eyes filled to the brim with tears. You choke on your rational thinking as Toji hovers over you. His knee between your thighs and driving into your messy cunt. “I don’t… I don’t like this, Toji. What are you—?”

“It sounded like my son didn’t appreciate your talent,” he snarls, “but I do. Will you let daddy show you how much?” he wonders. You begin stuttering and stammering like a nervous child. He heard you? Does he always hear the two of you being intimate with each other?

“I don’t- I don’t know what you’re talking about. M-My talent?” you question. He laughs, resting his forehead against yours.

“You squirted, didn’t you?” he presses. Your eyes scrunch closed in embarrassment, but he kisses your cheek hoping you’ll open them again. “I love makin’ pretty pussies gush like that f’me. Megumi’s a fool. I’ll let you ruin my bed and I’ll praise you for it. I’ll make you do it again and again until that is the only reason you’re cryin’. What do you say?”

He’s so brash. But since you met Toji he’s never been one to mince his words. He’s so cocksure and certain of himself. He loves making dirty jokes and isn’t shy about bringing random women home. This, however, is a new level of brazenness. You’re dating his son and he’s propositioning you like he’s asking for a stick of gum. Your mouth falls open and closes again and again. What can you even say? It’s unbelievable. Unthinkable. And yet…

“I- yes. God, fuck, please. I want you. Make me do it.”

“Fuuuuuck, sweetheart. Yes, just like that.” he moans in your ear as he forces your fourth orgasm out of you. Positively dousing the bedding in your release. You can’t believe you’ve got anything left to give. But you do, and you want to do it again. Although you’re not sure you can.

“T-Toji, please. I don’t think—” you’re interrupted as he puts the vibration settings of his Hitachi wand to the highest possible. Your head lolling back and resting on his shoulder as he kisses your exposed neck.

“That’s right, baby. Don’t fuckin’ think. Just cum everywhere, alright? Daddy wants you to fucking cum like a good little girl for him.” he whispers.

He wraps his arm around your torso to prevent you from bucking as wildly. He’s so big and strong, you think if you cum one more time you might melt against him. It’s hard to breathe. It’s hard to focus on cumming again when you’re so fucked out. It didn’t come as a shock to discover he owned a vibrator. It’s his ace in the hole to keep women wanting more. More him. And unfortunately for you, after this, you think you may have fallen for it.

“You’re so beautiful when you moan…” he tells you quietly. You’re biting your lower lip as you finally feel the steady climb of an orgasm vibrate through your clit. You feel it in your lower stomach, your legs, your toes. It’s close. “Gorgeous when you cum f’me… when you mess daddy’s bed up. Mmpf, baby. Can you feel how hard I am? Gonna make you cum even harder when I fuck you. But you gotta give me one more… give me one—”

“Nngh—!” you cry, water evading your pussy as he finally coaxes what he wants from you. He doesn’t pull the vibrator away, knowing fine well that it’s too much for you to handle. A large, heavy palm covers your mouth to stop you from screaming into the lecherous air you had created together. He gives you a chance to relax, to breathe. It’s your first break since you got started.

Fuck.

You can see the light pouring through the trees.

“We shouldn’t tell Megumi about this…” you breathe. “But let’s do that again.”

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“s’too much, I ca- nghh! Ahh..ha… m’cant, can’t-” your broken pleas are cut off as your head tosses farther back in to the pillows, lips parted in a silent gasp, eyes rolled back in a sudden wave of heated pleasure.

“right there huh?” you can hear the teasing smirk on his lips, a whine escaping your own in defeated protest, too dizzy from the overwhelming stimulation. “yeah,” he grunts, quickening the slap of his hips as he watches your fucked out expression drooling below him, accentuating every thrust with a hit to your spongey spot. “right there.”

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