Bundle Of Joy

“ And we put this one here” says the man in a softer and smoother tone, with a unique timbre that contradicts his image.

His tall, muscular figure stands next to the petite one of his son, intent on watching in amazement as the eldest man platters some fruit.

“ Mom eats a lot” Megumi comments and looks up at Toji, giggling at his own words.

The right side of Toji's lips turn up, also highlighting the small scar while holding back a smile. “ Don't tell her or she'll be offended. Come.” Toji takes the little one from under his armpits and helps him wash his sticky hands.

“ What are you doing?” they both turn to you, freshly awoken from your afternoon nap. Megumi gets out of your husband's arms and runs towards you, hugging your legs.

Ever since being told he's going to have a baby sister, he's more clingy than before. Carefully, you get down on your knees and hug him, returning the same affection.

“ Why are you so cute, huh?” you ask him as you run a hand through his dark locks, then place a kiss on his chubby cheeks.

Toji moves closer to the two of you, an almost imperceptible smile on his thin lips. “Did you sleep well?” he asks as he helps you up.

You nod and sigh wearily. “ She is much more energetic these days. She won't stop moving, let alone kicking.” you complain, running a hand over your swollen stomach, and it's not long before your husband's hand does the same.

“ It must be the sugar.” he chuckles but an expression of astonishment appears on his face as he looks towards you.

“ Did you feel that?” you ask excitedly and he nods as little Megumi watches you both curiously.

Another kick is felt soon after a little harder than the first one.

“ Me too!” exclaims Megumi raising his arms to be caught. Toji takes him and places his small hand on your stomach, making him participate in that small moment.

He gasped softly when the unborn baby sister interacted with him. “ Wow, that's really cool!” he exclaims with sparks in his eyes.

oh...

NO NO DONT-👹

😇yeah lift it up

hey man. what

Why do I always draw this man with blood? I just noticed the past ten drawings I made of him, he’s beaten and bloody

its true ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

sylus’ rough hands grip your hips tight, thrusting into you teasingly slow as he has you bent over the fancy bathroom’s countertop, hiking up your delicate black dress just above the mound of your ass.

you bite down on your bottom lip hard, attempting to keep in any sound that threatens to slip through — avoiding suspicions from any buyer who happens to walk past the room.

your face flushes, only hearing his low, heavy breaths and the lewd sound of your wet cunt sucking him in completely, turning you on even more.

you didn't want people to know how well sylus was stretching you out, he’s practically moulding your pussy to the shape of him. but it feels so good. and unlike you, he’s revelling in your efforts to try to stay quiet.

the movement of his hips rolling into yours pick up the pace, and with a smirk plastered across his face, sylus watches your eyes screw shut through the mirror in front of you. god, you look so pretty like this.

your lip leaves its trapped position between your teeth, mouth involuntarily falling open as his cock slides deeper and deeper into your warm pussy, hands hastily trying to grip at something on the cold marble beneath you for stability.

your walls clench around him, his cock kissing that spot within you that had your vision blurring. pleasure increasing with every single thrust.

“hah.. fuck, sy-“

without hesitation, sylus is quick to cover your mouth. although he loved seeing you struggle, no one else deserved to hear your pretty moans.

effortlessly, he lifts you up, pressing your back against his front, maintaining the toe-curling rhythm. you’re forced to watch your vulnerable, fucked out state in the reflection, while catching a glimpse of sylus’ half-lidded red eyes staring right back at you.

“keep the noise down, sweetie.”

he leans down to your height, face next to yours, lips merely a few inches away from your ear as you feel his breath fanning against your skin.

“wouldn't want anyone to hear us now, would you?”

Stop i have never cried this much while reading a fan fiction 🥲

His new wife; toji fushiguro

Genre: angst

here is the part one

update: part three

When Toji walked into his house, he was exhausted and he needed a good warm bath to loosen the tension on his muscles. The lights on the living room flickered up as he pressed on the switch but the small figure that always curled on the sofa wasn't there.

He wondered if something was going on with his wife. Lately, she had been... distant.

He wasn't expecting her to be all smiles at the crack of dawn or anything, but she just wasn't as cheerful as she used to be. He found the time he spent talking to her had shortened too.

Well, he was a man of a few words to begin with and it was her who did most of the talk - was she not feeling well?

He stepped inside his bedroom, it was dark and there was a small lump of duvet on his bed - covering the figure of his wife. He thought she had fall asleep but when he was the dim brightness, she was still using her phone.

Oh yeah, his wife loved using her phone too.

"Not asleep?"

She peaked her head out of the duvet as she sheepishly replied, "Just woke up. Have you eaten? Do you want me to reheat the food?"

"No need. I'm tired." He stripped down to his nakedness and the sound of dripping shower was all she heard before she turned on her side and slept.

Lesser and lesser, she had lose all interest in him.

If it was 2 months ago, she'd be willing to stay up all night - waiting for his return because she just missed him so much. But what was left to miss? He barely spared his time with her, let alone attempt to reconcile this marriage.

Morning came in a blink of eye, Toji scoffed at the bright ray peeping from the curtains. He looked at his phone and it was already 7.15 a.m. His wife's side on bed was cold, so he went to the kitchen.

Megumi was sitting on the sofa, as cute as ever with his school uniform and Toji ruffled his hair, earning a groan from the small child.

"Megumi, check your bag properly. Don't leave any books behind. Your teachers complained that you always forgot to bring your books."

She came out from the little boy's room, carrying a few books in her hand. The father and son looked at her with something in their mind but they didn't say anything.

Today, she tried to dress up.

They said she looked like a commoner, not an ounce of elegance in her style so she altered her preference. But she found herself becoming a hollow shell of someone who wasn't her.

Last night, she woke up to a text from her friends that they had planned out a simple reunion for ex-classmates and she was excited to see how her friends have changed. Maybe some of them have married.

"Where are you going?" Megumi was the first to ask and she didn't turn around to look at him, continued walking straight to the door and fetched her nude high heels. She signaled him to come closer, taking out the small white shoes.

Kneeling to the ground, she helped Megumi to balance himself as he placed his small hand on her shoulder. She still hadn't reply, only smiled faintly before she grabbed the keys.

Toji was waiting for an answer but judging from her silence, he knew she was keeping something to herself. His temple throbbed a little.

"Answer that child."

She was busy sorting out her bag, rummaged through her stuff and replied,

"I'm meeting up with my friends."

"While dressing up like that?"

She looked into his eyes and saw the ridicule in his tone. Disappointment and embarrassment, she knew she looked ugly but hearing it from him first hand, she could only swallow her tears and smiled weakly.

"Dad, I'm sick of the canteen food. I already know how to use money and pay for my foods, so can you please tell her to make my lunch box again?"

Toji was driving his way to his home after picking up his son from the school. When he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but ask,

"What are you talking about? You can tell her by yourself. Why are you asking me that?"

"But you said you were trying to teach me how to use money!"

"Since when-" Toji paused. So she hadn't cook for his son and used his name as an excuse. If she was working too, he didn't mind it and would gladly take a nanny to take care of it but she was so eager to play her 'motherly' role. That was why he didn't say a thing.

So she had been living off his money without doing a thing for his family?

He already knew that marrying a new wife would be a problem. Originally, he thought she'd make a good mother but she was too conceited.

She always feel like she deserved some sort of place in his house when he fed her luxury and wealth. He didn't plan to build a family with her; he was satisfied if she continued being filial.

While he was in his own thoughts, his phone screen lighted up - an unfamiliar contact was displayed as an incoming call. He swiped right,

"Toji Fushiguro here. Who's on the phone?"

It was silence before he heard the man muttered his name. Oh, it was his father-in-law.

The call was short but the old man sounded desperate as he hinted that he needed legal advices on the current case his company had fallen to. Toji was already annoyed at his daughter so his answers were curt and uninterested.

The old man on the other hand, stared at his cheap phone as his son-in-law hang up on him. He said that he was driving and he'd contact him sooner. But this old man smiled weakly. He wasn't conceived by the white lies. That handsome man didn't even save his number.

Just when the clock ticked to 8 p.m, the main door was pushed open and she immediately arranged her heels on the rack. It was quiet. Maybe Megumi was doing his homeworks and Toji was probably out again.

But as she went to the bedroom, her husband was already waiting with his defeating silence. She felt scared and waited for his remarks.

"Don't use my name as an excuse if you want to be lazy. Start packing his lunchbox again. That's the least you could do as his mother."

Ah, so it's about this.

She nodded, her body felt sluggish and all the excitement, happiness she enjoyed from the small reunion vanished completely. She was tired of this.

The texts she received from her father made it hard for her to continue sharing the same bed with her husband. Her father was kind as ever, replying to her that he didn't want to bother Toji with such a small case like his.

He said that he would seek another lawyer for a legal advice and took the right actions, his son-in-law had many important things to deal with it. But her eyes couldn't stop tearing up, so my father isn't among the many important things?

She laid down in the huge bed, facing to the other side with her back to Toji. What was she even thinking when she thought this prestigious Zenin family would take her in? A Cinderella fairytale?

His new wife had became more of a stranger after that night. He wanted to brush it off, because who knows that maybe she was acting this way to grab his attention?

He left it be for a week, expecting her to return to her original self after he gave her a few space but what came in return was a short text in his phone, telling him that she wouldn't be at home for a while because his father-in-law's health had been declining.

The stress and anxiety regarding the legal case caused her father to fell from his great health. She knew that she had to ask for help from her husband but the more she remembered how she was treated in that house, all that left was a bitter taste in her mouth.

"What's wrong, honey?" Her mother touched her face with so much love and concerned. She pitied how her parents wanted her to grow a family yet what came to her was a role of a dead ex-wife.

She had enough.

From 4 months, became 4 years.

From a new wife, became a wife.

From a hopeful figure, became a hollow shell.

Megumi watched his step-mother packed his lunchbox, adding the fruit juice he liked before he pushed a sticker note to her way. Her solemn eyes stared to the bright note with nothing before he said,

"You used to write me little notes. Do it again. I like it."

She wanted to laugh. Laugh at how innocent his request was and how much she hated it. So she grabbed the black pen, and wrote a simple;

"Eat well. - *insert name"

Megumi smiled and took a look but his smile vanished bit by bit after he read it. The lengthy wish he expected was only two words. And to make it worst, it didn't end like how she used to write.

It ended with her name, instead of 'mom'.

That was the first time he felt like a huge slap to his face. Because he used to put up a fight that she wasn't his mother and always cursed her for stealing his mother's place.

So after years of harsh words, she learned to accept her position. She wasn't his mother and she didn't intend to become one either.

She had learned to accept that she wasn't needed and she was okay with that.

"Hurry. He is waiting outside." She turned her back to Megumi, walking to the sofa before she laid down and began to switch the TV channels. Her eyes stared at the bright colors from the screen,

Megumi clutched his lunchbox and he remembered how she used to hold his hand, guided him to the gate and even planted a small kiss on his cheek which he always refused.

Maybe he was being over sensitive, but he couldn't help but cried a little when he couldn't recall how her perfume smelled because it had been so long since she last hugged him.

This was the redemption he had to pay. This would be the second time he was left behind by his mother; one left him for the grave, and the other one left him for her own good.

Taglist: @ultra-heyitsme @mangomo @azei

Toji's Valentines Gift

T. Fushiguro

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader

Summary: Chocolates are outdated so you always try to give Toji a unique gift for Valentine's Day. Shopping for him is hard, so you ask and he tells you what he desires. A video.

WARNINGS: NSFW!Smut, Vaginal Sex, Masturbation, Oral Sex (M. Receiving), Filming, Back Scratching, Bit of Biting, Pulling Hair, Face Fucking, Cream Pie

*almost two weeks late but better late than never

You always have a hard time trying to figure out what to get your husband for Valentine’s Day. Although he assures you he doesn’t need anything because the holiday isn’t one of utmost importance, he always gets you a gift of some sort. So you always pester him.

He dreads New Years because he knows for a month straight he’ll have to hear you ask him over and over again what he wants for Valentines. He always says nothing, hoping that would be a good enough answer, but it never is. So on January first, when you asked, he gave you an answer.

“I want to make a video.” He responds, fighting back a smirk. There’s no way you’d agree to it, he knows you like the palm of his hand– Your answer will be no and then you won’t ask about a gift again.

“A video?” You question, hoping it’s your dirty mind playing tricks on you. “What kind of video?”

“You know the type of video I mean. One where my dick is in your pretty mouth.” He responds. Now he waits for you to answer. You blink, a bit surprised at what he wants. You gulp and think about it for a minute or so. You sigh before giving him a shy nod, making him raise his eyebrow. “What’s that, doll?”

“Yes.” You answer. “If that’s what you want.”

-

February 14th comes around and you’re dressed in red lingerie, kneeling on your bed as you watch your husband set up the camera. You take deep breaths, a bit nervous about this whole thing. He assured you that this would be for the two of you only– No one else but you and him could watch the video.

Once everything is set up, he walks over to you and grabs your hand and makes you feel the tent that’s in his boxers. It’s already recording. You look up at him as your fingers play with the waistband of his boxers. One hand goes under your chin and his thumb presses against your bottom lip. “Now or never sweetheart.”

Your mouth parts and he inserts his thumb, it goes as far back as it cans, making you gag. A taunting grin forms on his face. “If you can’t handle my thumb, how are you going to handle my cock?”

You continue looking up at him with doe-eyes, until he finally takes out his thumb. You pull down his boxers, letting his cock free. Your hand is quick to wrap around his shaft, giving it a couple strokes.

He wants you to give him more than that. He isn’t patient enough to wait for you to finally wrap your pretty mouth around his cock. His whimpers were a clear sign of desperation, which nearly made you smirk. The more he whimpers, the more your ego is fueled so you will take your time stroking his cock.

He becomes impatient so he grabs the back of your head and forces you to take his cock. You gag as you take all of him inside your mouth which is too much for you to handle. Tears form around your eyes, ruining your mascara. Drool falls to your chin, while he holds your head still.

“What? Can’t handle it?” He says. He finally lets go and you take a breath before your tongue starts at the base of his shaft and goes up to the tip, where you roll your tongue around a  couple of times. You hollow your cheeks and put his cock in your mouth once again.

You begin to bob your head, setting a pace that’s perfect. His hand reaches over the bed, and then you catch a bright light over your head. He wants to catch every angle, whether it’d be with a professional camera or with his phone. You look up at the camera, taking his cock of your mouth and smiling.

“Look at my cute little star.” He comments, as your hand jerks his dick. “You gonna take all of daddy’s cum?”

“Yes, daddy.” You respond before wrapping your mouth around his cock again, your hand going up to stroke the parts that won’t fit in your mouth. You look confidently at his phone camera while you continue doing your job. By the way he whimpers you can tell you’re doing a great job.

Your free hand moves down and pushes your panties to the side to move two fingers up and down your cunt. He notices it, making him say, “Is sucking me off turning you on, baby?”

You don’t respond- Well can’t since your mouth is full, but his response is clear when you continue enthusiastically bobbing your head. You wet your fingers enough with your own slick before inserting them into your cunt. So little compared to Toji’s fingers. Nothing compared to his cock.

Your fingers and your head bobbing match up in speed. Your hand stops stroking Toji’s shaft and moves to massage his balls. He’s tempted to thrust his hips, wanting to choke you and watch as his balls smack against your skin but he decides that he has already made your throat suffer enough.

The job you’re doing is more than good enough. The way you moan around his cock because of your tiny fingers makes him think about how you’ll react to his cock. It’s always the same reaction though, but it never gets old. “You enjoying yourself, little star?”

“Fuck, you got such a perfect mouth.” He grunts, so close to moving his hips. He holds back, and lets you continue sucking him off at your own pace. But you’re too focused on fingering yourself, and Toji thinks he has to help you out. He removes your hand from his balls. “Let me help you out, star.”

So he begins to move his hips, his whole cock back into your mouth. He moves in and out slowly so it won’t be as bad. His balls slap against your chin as you look up at him, his phone camera getting in the way. You continue to moan around his cock, as your fingers brush right along your sweet spot.

He throws his head back, letting moans out as he enjoys your pretty mouth. Your other hand goes down to massage your clit. Your orgasm is quick to build up, and releases coincidentally at the same time his cum hits the back of your throat.

He pulls his cock out and stops filming with his phone. You swipe your thumb over your chin since saliva covered your chin. He puts his phone back on the side of the bed, and turns his complete attention towards you.

He reaches behind and unclasps your bra, sliding it off before bending down and latching his mouth around your nipple while his hand plays and pinches the other. Breathy moans escape your lips as he does this. He switches to the other and does the same thing.

When he gets bored he separates himself and pushes you down onto the bed. He completely takes off your panties and spreads your legs before grabbing the camera. He separates your folds and admires your pussy while also showing the camera. “You have the prettiest little cunt, baby. Show them.”

A sudden shyness comes over you and you close your legs. Toji laughs in response before spreading them. “Why so shy now, baby? No one is going to see this, remember. Now show me your sweet pussy so I can jack off to it later.”

“Okay…” You don’t try to fight it and show it to him. He shows it off a bit more before putting the camera back to the spot he set in the beginning.

“I’m gonna pump you full of my cum now.” He says as he walks over to you. He flips you over and forces you to arch. He grabs his cock and presses the tip over your clit before teasing your entrance.

You shake your ass in response to his constant teasing. He smacks your ass before fully inserting his cock into you. He gives you a couple of seconds to adjust before slowly moving. Soft moans escape your lips as he gently and slowly moves.

You shut your eyes, your mouth parting while he picks up speed. But your moans don’t get louder, so he smacks your ass. “Fuck, baby, you have to be louder. Remember you’re trying to become a star.”

“Toji!” You practically yell as he pounds harder into you. He grabs his phone again, to film from a different angle. He begins to pull your hair and you slightly turn your head to get somewhat of a look at the camera. He smirks as he sees your pretty face through the phone screen.

After a few more seconds of taping you with his phone, he puts it down. He lets go of your hair and your head falls back on the bed. “You’re such a little slut, I bet you love getting filmed.”

“Fuck-” You moan, your hand reaching to play with your clit. Toji groans as your walls begin to squeeze around him. He continues speaking, telling you the nasty things you like to hear.

“Your tight little cunt was just made for me, isn’t that right baby?” He says. “We’re taking this video just so everyone knows whose pussy this is, ain’t that right?”

“Toji!” Your brain can’t process his words, you’re only focused on the cock that is filling you up. He moves just at the right pace, and you know that you’re going to be finishing soon enough. A ring of cream forms around his cock, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t love that picture.

“Answer me, baby. This is for everyone to know who you belong to, right?” Toji insists that you give him an answer, and you barely can process his words. “Show everyone how you take my cock so well.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” You respond loudly. You continue squeezing around him as your orgasm approaches. You get louder and louder with each of his thrusts. Until you finally release, your eyes shutting. “Toji-”

He takes his cock out and flips you over. He smirks at your expression, one he always enjoys seeing. He then picks you up, and like instinct your legs wrap around his waist, your hands go behind his back and gently hold on. He’s able to hold you with one arm while he lines his cock up with your entrance.

The fact that he’s carrying you doesn’t stop him from teasing you. His cock moves up and down your slit until he finally decides to plunge himself into you. Both arms carry you now since he can’t risk having you fall.

His cock hits the right spot over and over again in this position. His tip kisses your cervix, causing you to practically scream each time. He has a sadistic smirk on his lips. Your nails dig into his back, and he can’t help but say, “Yes, baby, show them who I belong to.”

Your nails on his back hurt but he loves the feeling. He’s chasing his release this time so he goes at the speed he likes, although he doesn’t mind giving you another orgasm.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head, his cock just hitting your sweet spot. You bite his shoulder while your nails drag on his back, marking him up so he isn’t able to walk around shirtless in front of other people.

Your juices are all over his cock, and while neither of you can see because of the position, you hear it with his every move. He goes back to holding you with one arm so his other can move to rub on your clit.

“Right there!” You mindlessly moan as his thumb massages your clit just right. “Fuck Toji, just right.”

He stops moving but continues to play with your clit. So you take the responsibility to bounce on his cock while his thumb works you up. It’s not as easy, you realize but you do your job. It’s slow as you move but his cock is still hitting the right spot.

You move your hips until your orgasm approaches and you come around his cock again. He stops massaging your clit as your head tilts back, your lips parted as you come around him again. He moves on his own again, much faster than you.

Your nails continue to dig into his skin as he moves. He’s much louder as he moves though, hinting that his release is close. “Gonna paint your insides white and show everyone who you belong to.”

“Yes, Toji!” You respond, your brain fogged from your previous orgasms. You’re cockdrunk. Toji continues moving until he comes to a sudden stop, a moan leaving his lips. His thrusts are so much slower as his cum releases into you. Your pussy milks him for each drop of it as he continues moving.

His forehead falls on yours and you both share a breath for a moment before he decides to put you down on the bed. He pulls out and smiles at you. He walks away to grab the camera and begins to film up-close, the dripping cum from your cunt. “My cute little cumslut, filled up with my cum.”

His fingers push the come back inside, some of it remaining on his fingers. He moves his fingers up to your lips, pressing on your bottom lip which forces you to open your mouth and take his fingers in and swirl your tongue around them. “Good girl. Good fucking girl.”

He takes his fingers out and stops the video. He puts the camera elsewhere before coming to your side to cuddle. Your face immediately goes to his chest, while his hand runs up and down your back.

“You alright, star?” He asks, making you chuckle.

“Star? Really?” You respond.

“You’re a little pornstar now.” He says. “My little star.”

“If anyone but you sees that video, I’ll kill you.” You tell him.

“I know baby, it’s just my jack off material. No one will ever see it.”

lmfao this video 😭

BE NICE TO HIIIIMM

toji with a whiny bratty gf :3

tags. mean dom!toji x female reader. manhandling, mating press, daddy kink, degradation, breeding, size difference, toji calls u ‘little girl’ & ‘ma’ at the end.

you had lost count of how many times you’ve begged toji to forgive you for your behaviour earlier. he had you pinned to the couch, body pressed into a mating press with your big, beefy boyfriend hovering inches above your face.

it all happened because you were acting up while toji was on the phone. he was calling his agent regarding some business and that’s when you randomly decided to be a brat. you were teasing him by ‘unintentionally’ grinding against his crotch as you cuddled.

toji tried to make you to stop by giving you death stares, tightening his grip on your waist and gritting his teeth. despite all of that, you still acted like you didn’t know the impact your actions had on him.

once the call ended, the phone went flying onto the carpet beneath you. you were easily flipped on your back and your clothes were ripped off in under a few seconds. there was a fire in toji’s eyes; you were not getting away from his wrath this time.

“sorry—‘m sorry, daddy! nhhh, sorry!” your hands were clenching onto toji’s biceps, his arms on either side of your body. toji was steadying himself on his arms which made the veins on them even more visible.

your pussy was forced to stretch out and accommodate to toji’s thick girth as he currently didn’t possess the mercy to give you a break, “too late now, ain’t it?”

there was no backing out now. you had asked for it the moment you decided to tease him. toji had given you enough warnings beforehand to remind you of the consequences of such foolish actions,

“where’d that bratty attitude go, hm?” toji scoffs. your confidence from earlier had gone extinct as you were reduced to a whiny, teary-eyed mess underneath him;

“ya really thought i’d let you off the hook after that shit you pulled?” toji mocks you with a mean grin, “tha’s real cute.”

you sobbed and your words were getting a bit jumbled up from the way your boyfriend was using and abusing your overstimulated pussy to release his frustrations, “mmnhh ! n-never doin’ again— never d-doin’ it again,”

your promising words were answered by a simple haughty chuckle. toji knew that you’d do it again. you like to be a brat and you absolutely love the reaction you get out of him each time. you enjoyed the thrill of messing around with a man like him who could easily manhandle you and get what he wants, whenever he wants.

the teasing on your part was all fun and games until it wasn’t anymore and toji’s degrading and fucking you brainless. he always had the last laugh. that’s how your relationship is.

“t-toji— mhhhngg ! please..” your plea was left unfinished once you felt more pressure on your body—toji putting more of his weight on you to hit deeper into your cunt. your eyes rolled back and your lips were parted to let out soft moans instead of proper words.

“fuckin’ pathetic,” toji grunts, savouring the way your small body was struggling underneath him. your entire vision was obstructed by his bulky physique. it’s all you could see through the tears; “my little girl jus’ needed a cock to shut that pretty mouth up.”

you nod along to his words since, at this point, you couldn’t even think straight anymore. it truly felt like you were being broken by your boyfriend as your legs were stuck in the air, his hips slamming against yours in an inhuman pace, his balls clenching as toji desperately wanted to fill your womb up to the brim with his seed—breeding you full, which gave him a sense of ownership over you in the heat of the moment.

and once he eventually finished and dumped his big load into you?

“ass up, ma.”

toji’s already putting you in another position. even if his dick went limp after having his earlier orgasm; he knows he’ll be hard again in under a few seconds. he can easily cum over and over, as long as his semen was well-spent and put in your cunt.

you weren’t going to catch a break today.