Toji Fushiguro

♡ MAIDS DON'T GET TIRED ♡ — s. gojo

boss!gojo who inherits his deadbeat father's fortune and company after his father's sudden death (which he definitely had a hand in).

boss!gojo who at the ripe age of 20 was already pressured by the workload, not because of the reports or contracts, but because of the old geezers he had to tolerate.

boss!gojo who now lived alone in his 12,000 square meter glass mansion, hired 3 dozen housekeepers after letting go of the ones his father had kept.

boss!gojo who took an immediate interest in the youngest maid of the batch, her being over 5 years older than him.

boss!gojo who likes older women.

boss!gojo who starts making small talk during your working hours. he would ask you to sit with him during lunch making the other maids giggle at the boy.

boss!gojo who is excited when you agree after being asked for the 46th time.

boss!gojo who asks his chef to bring you the same meal as him, which you insist wasn't necessary. he doesn't take no for an answer.

boss!gojo who admires your unpolished table etiquette, but somehow your manners make the food on the table look 100x more appetizing, making him dig in as well.

boss!gojo who wants to spread you out and eat you instead.

boss!gojo who overhears the other maids teasing you with the name 'mrs. gojo' making you scold them with a blushed face. his ears turn red, pants gaining a sudden tightness.

boss!gojo who at late night can't stop fantasizing with his cock in his hand about you becoming 'mrs. gojo'.

boss!gojo who calls you into his office, giving you special tasks around the house. he orders you to clean his office only when he is around.

boss!gojo who doesn't hesitate to give you harder quests, such as cleaning the top shelves of his bookshelf, just to catch a look up your skirt like a perverted teenager (which he was).

boss!gojo who gets a custom uniform made for you to adorn during the time in his private office, one that is deeper on the neckline and shorter on the thighs. he can't stop ogling your breasts.

boss!gojo understands that by now you knew his intentions, not wasting any time to make a move.

boss!gojo who has you bent over his desk, panties clinging to your thighs, holding a tiny vibrator to your clit that has you dripping onto his office floor.

boss!gojo who forces you to clean his office with the bullet vibrator deep inside you, playing with the remote every time you bent over to flaunt your drenched pussy.

boss!gojo who eats you out in pathetic desperation, boxers painted in his precum. at first, he makes precise licks at your labia but he's smothering his face in your pussy seconds later.

boss!gojo who changes dynamics as soon as he's inside you.

boss!gojo who doesn't think twice about going in raw, wishing to feel every crevice of your pussy. he has you in missionary, suckling on your tits to hold his moans.

boss!gojo who is reduced to putty when you switch positions to ride him instead.

boss!gojo who can't help but cry when an accidental 'mommy' slips out of him.

"Ahh fuck you're so fucking sexy, [name]~" his head crashes onto the headboard, the squeaking of the bed loud in the room. Your thighs ached from bouncing on his ridiculously fat cock, his lap covered in your fluids. Wtih your tits jiggling in his face, he lets out a loud moan when you throw in a sudden praise. "So good, 'Toru~ Wanna keep fucking you like this, honey~!" You huff out with lust-filled eyes, your voice dripping with honey. "Please! Please, d-don't stop mommy!" You don't pause, but the kiss on his forehead makes his eyes well up, getting close to his orgasm. He was embarrassed to call you that, but your acceptance of it meant you'd be here for a good while.

boss!gojo who fucks you in every corner of his mansion.

boss!gojo who always finished inside you, birth control or not. he has enough money to provide for every baby he gives you

boss!gojo who revokes your status as a maid and promotes you to fiance in the next four months.

a/n: wasn't gonna post this self-indulgent drabble but after chapter 261...i changed my mind for some reason. wasn't proofread!

𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃! | toji fushiguro.

SUMMARY: toji has a little too much fun tormenting the new cute flight attendant in first class.

CONTENT: fem! flight attendant reader, dilf!toji, pwp, reader‘s 20+, degrading, praise, squirting, brief cockwarming, cunnilingus — (toji eats it from the back) creampie, corruption kink, dumbification, fingering, edging, spanking, size kink, biting, (petnames: sweetheart, pretty/little girl, baby.) wk — 5.9k! GYATTT.

NOTE: hey 💔 pls this was a thirst at first i swear… but my puthy… took the wheel 😞 looool enjooooy .

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Toji laid near the window of the lavish first class section of the front cabin of the airplane. It was a few others around him, but very few. He had about a good three hours left until he arrived at his destination to do more shady gambling business. To put it frank, he was bored. Toji had his head pressed up against the glass, staring blankly at the sky. But that‘s when his attention drifted. He spotted you, trying your best to have great customer service — sashaying down the aisles and creating conversations with people. Though, he stared a lot at the skirt you wore, and how you’d occasionally tug down on it, hoping no one would see, but Toji definitely did. He figured you were new mainly since he always takes this airline, and hasn‘t ever seen you before. Besides, most of the other flight attendees were a bit older than you or had far much more experience.

“Hi, Sir. Can I help you with something,” you softly spoke, immediately coming to his aid once he rang your attendant call button. “Mr. uh… Fushiguro?”

He looks up at you, and he‘s manspread in his cushioned velvet chair — dripped in a jet-black expensive tuxedo and black slacks, strands of hair nearly covering his stoically grim expression. “Yeah,” he gruffly replies, and he stretches for a bit, his eyes dart towards your rack, making contact with your pretty bedazzled name tag that you probably decorated yourself. Cute. “Y/N,” he rolls off his tongue, tilting his head before staring at the baggage cabinet. “Could you.. be a doll and get my luggage for me? Heh. Silly me. My legs, unfortunately, fell asleep.”

“Oh, sure thing.” You‘d smile, and he watches you stroll directly in front of him, opening the cabinet that was directly above him. Just as you were about to grab one of his light weighted bags, the plane made a huge shake of turbulence— causing you to embarrassingly lose your balance and fall.

Toji catches you with quick reflexes, you‘re awkwardly on his lap, and he‘s giving you a near smirk. “Uh oh. Careful now,” he huskily murmurs, and that’s when you feel his touch—his hands that were on your waist since he caught you. Toji props you up, fixing your skirt for you but you can feel his eyes lingering on your body intimidatingly. “Wouldn’t want you to hurt that pretty little face.” And you gulp, almost swearing that you felt something poke out underneath your attendant blazer while propped on his lap. Something…. questionably hard.

That‘s the words that kept repeating in your head while you’re standing in front of Toji‘s seat, hands gripping down onto the head of the cushioned seat while his tongue’s in between your thighs. This was so risky — how did it even escalate like this? You were just conversing with him about his personal life out of curiosity, and now Toji’s dug deep in between your legs, lapping up your cunt like a filthy starved man. “Toji…” You’d whimper, gripping the seat. It was an older guy completely knocked out who sat directly in front of you, snoring loudly with headphones in, and you were praying he couldn’t hear you. Much less along with the other few passengers scattered throughout the first class section — no one was really woke, regarding it was three am. But still, anyone could just… see…. Toji Fushiguro … eating you out.

You shivered, feeling the coldness of his rings all over his fingers graze against your ass, giving you a proper spank to remind you to keep your back prettily arched for him. “Sorry, sweetheart,” he chuckles, warm breath fanning against your swollen clit. Your eyes nearly rollllll back, feeling him lap up your sweet essence for all that it‘s worth. “I’ve always been a—mpmh.. messy eater.”

“Fuck—” You’d sob out, and he very much was. Toji didn’t even have the decency to remove your skirt for you. He just rolled it up to your waist. His tongue’s slurping you absolutely dry, vacuuming your cunt and it’s not long before you’ve got his well-trimmed chin glistening with your honeyed slick. “I-I‘m gonna cum again i—if you keep eating me out like that.. Mr. Fushiguro..”

Toji brings another spank to the fat plump part of your ass, and you feel him drag a thumb toward your clit for more stimulation. “Nah. Toji, girl. Say it with me. Toji.”

“T—Toji.” You’d whimper out, heels digging into the carpeted ground.

“Louder.” He slowly circles his tongue deep into your folds.

“Someone‘s gonna hear if I—”

Toji’s wet glossed lips press and poke between your folds, and he grunts, continuing to sway his thumb back and forth against you at a more rapid speed. “Yeah? Aw, that‘s too bad. I can always stop eating you out then,” he departs his lips, giving your rump a hungry gaze. “Could take my ass right back to sleep with no problem, little girl.”

“Toji! Toji T—Toji!” You’d immediately wail out, definitely not wanting that. He grins against your cunt, diving back in with a sinister grin.

“Everything alright back there?” You hear near the very front — and it‘s the pilot, he sounds worried and you bit your lip, feeling dumb that you literally yelled aloud for everyone to hear. “...Y/N? Who’s Toji?”

You panted, loving the way his tongue dragged and rolled against your sensitive nub. You swallowed thickly, voice completely shaky. “Oh.. I‘m sorry…. I— I must have,” and you’re dumbfounded. You don’t know what to say, mind going blank from Toji’s tongue continuing to lap and lick your folds — going all different directions, from north, west, east, and fucking south. “I.. I must have mistaken someone…”

“Uh huh... okay,” the pilot replies in a tired voice. Yeah, he sounds like he most definitely doesn’t believe you, but goes along anyway. “Do a favor and do a sweep and check near the main aisles, alright?”

“Yes ….. sir. Right away,” You cutely complied, and Toji’s enjoying his meal happily, his tongue slowly sliding from up to down on your pussy and you whimper. You turn your head to look down at him while giving his messy black hair an adorable yank. He looks up at you with a red-handed simper. “Toji, you‘re gonna get me i—in trouble.”

Toji moans lowly on your cunt, giving your swollen lower lips sweet kisses before giving the fat of your thighs bite marks. His dark green eyes meet you again before he shrugs, “And,” he hums, making your legs spread a bit more to manipulate your poor sensitive nub with his tongue. “Won‘t be the end of the world, pretty girl,” and he chuckles, watching you turn back towards in front of you — sinking your teeth onto your knuckles. “Yes sir. Right away,” he mocks your sweet tone. “Such a lousy flight attendant. You lied straight to the pilot as you’re getting your pussy eaten by a passenger,” and he’s continuously dipping his tongue in and out of your sheeny cunt. “Such a shame. Don’t know how to take simple orders. Someone needs more training.”

You whine at his words, the sounds he made were so dirty — your pussy continued to pop from his mouth, and his nose kept tickling against your cunt. He definitely knew what he was doing. Your mouth slightly opens from his devilish tongue that‘s drinking your sweet savory juices like water. His jaw locks and tightens, and it‘s probably been about a good fifteen minutes. Toji could eat a girl out for hours. The epitome of a pussy pleaser.

“Toji,” you gasped, lashes fluttering with each blink. He playfully sucks on your sweet labia, fondling the clitoral hood in the process, and your left leg starts to bounce. “Toji… I—I don‘t know if you fucking heard me b—but I’m about to cum..”

“Oh, I heard you, sweetheart,” he mutters in a gravelly voice, skimming and slowly flicking his greedy tongue. You nearly cry out once he locates your sweet g-spot again, so sloppy with his meal. Toji slowly looks at you with a warm grin on his shimmering chin wet from being between your thighs. “All you gotta do is ask me. Then you can cum your cute little head off.”

You whine, tears swelling up in your eyes. His tongue felt so good — laid perfectly wide and flat against your pussy, lapping it up to its supremity.

“Please… lemme cum, Toji.” You panted in a quavering tone. It was the way that his tongue acted so diabolical, repeating its routine of directing itself toward your sex. It kept making your eyes go back with your mouth slightly going agape. This was probably the riskiest thing you‘ve ever done — you’ve never done anything this remotely raunchy in public, much less on the job. It made your pussy flutter though, Toji continuing to remind you that there are people watching, and anyone can just come in and see you getting so stupid on his tongue.

“Pretty please,” He adds, and you pout feeling him remove his lips — planting soft kisses near your inner thighs, running his tongue on the bite marks he created. “Say it.”

You’re almost sobbing, swallowing the invisible lump residing in your throat before furrowing your eyebrows, eyes darting towards the head of the plane. “P-Pretty please Toji… can‘t hold it..please.”

“Go ahead.” He roughly mumbles, and your body twitches from his response, sending you into a dazed crescendo. When you orgasm, a cute whiney squeak comes out, and you’re trying so hard not to scream out while you‘re cumming on Toji‘s tongue. Your lip trembles, fist clenched, and banging against the seat. Thank god the old man in front of you was dead asleep, that would have been pretty embarrassing.

He slurps you clean, finally departing with a pussy drunken smile while you’re breathing with shattering breaths. You turn around, watching Toji sit down with spread legs, sliding his tongue across his lips in such a dirty way — tongue dragging across his sexy slanted scar. “Good girl. C’mere.” He says, and you watch him slide his rough calloused fingers between his exorbitant gleaming belt. Toji unbuckled his pants, and you stroll to him with shaky legs. He’s got a thick bulge through his black-designed boxers imprinted in them, and you so desperately wanted to ride him.

He springs his thick, well-trimmed cock out that was exquisitely leaking out pre-cum. It was pretty. You plopped on his lap, but he twisted you a bit, making your back face him. “I’m gonna have fun breaking you, little miss flight attendant,” he whispers next to your ear, and your mouth opens again marginally from the way you started to slowly sink down onto his size. He was so big, Toji grunts next to your ear, making sure your protocol skirt remained rolled up towards your waist. He licks a stripe up your neck, feeling your nails penetrate into his pants leg. “That’s it. Mmm. Press your back towards me. Relax.”

“You’re really…. big…” You breathed out, walls starting to ease up and flutter around his girth. Your cute pussy was trying to adjust, and he slithers a hand towards your cunt before going through your cute attendant blazer to feel on your tummy. “Mr. Fus— Toji… you’re not gonna fit.”

“Yeah…?” Toji hums, and he’s got a hand gently wrapping around your throat — his voice is so raspy and condescending, in a teasing way. Your pussy’s nothing like your words though, it’s sliding right in regardless of the stretch, and you’re embarrassingly biting back your words. “I dunno. This pussy’s saying something different, baby. You’re just being dramatic,” and he huffs directly next to your ear, sliding his hands all around your body. “You‘re a big girl—” and he grunts, you laying your head against his neck with a whimper, sinking deeper before he smiles. “I‘m sure you can take me. Nothing a pretty little flight attendant like you can‘t handle. There ya go. Mmm shit.”

You let out a long drawn-out whimper, knees slightly bucking from his thick cock — head reaching deep into your heated core. “Stretchy ass pussy,” he pants huskily, and you suppress a loud moan that was about to escape your lips once he’s finally all the way in. Toji’s got a sinister smile on his face, licking his lips with his tongue. “See. This pretty cunt knows how to take what its given,” and he writhes — watching you squirm and shift around his size in attempts to get comfortable. To say you‘ve taken anyone remotely as big or bigger than Toji is — a heavy understatement. You’d be lying straight through your teeth. “Start riding me, girl.”

“O—Okay, Toji.” You stammered, sitting all pretty in his lap. You started to move your hips in an orderly fashion and he wraps his strong bulky arms around your waist. Your hands gripped tightly onto his clenched thighs, and your breaths were exponentially heavy, walls contracting around his tight length. “Shit… shit… shit.”

“Filthy fucking mouth. Someone oughta teach you how to speak proper,” Toji tuts with a low growl, spongey walls mending and spasming — with his degrading words going straight to your cunt, it sends your frail body in a frenzy. “Pretty cock hungry whore with a little potty mouth. Exactly what you are, huh?”

You whine from the way you‘re bouncing now, his degrading words transmitting your empty brain into a complete and utter crazed state. “S—Sorry Toji,” you’d pant, feeling the crown of his cock poke repeatedly inside your cunt — making you let out cute whimpers and whines. He hit everywhere, deep and rough, letting you fuck yourself on his cock. Your cute noises were shaky as you bounced on his lap, having a race with your own breath. Toji‘s never had sex on an airplane before, but if it meant you’d always work at this particular airline, then he’d probably come more often than he usually does. “Can’t help it when your cock is just… stretching m—my pussy out.”

“Heh, It’s okay,” he grins, racing his hands towards your little flight attendant blazer. His hands slide through your shirt, and he gropes your breasts, giving them a good squeeze, and that makes you moan softly, feeling his fingers circle around your perky nipples. Your heartbeat pounded fast, and it was quite dim in the wing of first class. Since it was early at three am — in the airplane, the only lights being produced were the ones near the windows, bright orange and red. The sounds, pure white noise including the sound of the rumbling grumbling engine, along with the extreme sounds of the skin slapping you made, featuring your honeyed voice moaning and babbling on Toji’s dick. “Aw, you poor baby,” and he‘s whispering over your whines, a hand caressing your neck. “Been standing on your feet all day. This probably just what you needed huh?”

You let out a long sigh, pout squeezing onto your pretty glossed lips with a pathetic, “Y-Yeah… yeah...” you’d softly whimper out, his cock disappearing deeply inside your cunt over and over. It was like a magic trick of the sort, super sloppy and erratic. It was almost as if Toji‘s dick had something to do with Houdini — vanishing right inside your sopping wet pussy. “Feels really good… Toji.”

“Good,” he groans, dragging his rough hands toward your hips again. Your movements were so sweet, thrashing and smacking back against his pelvic bone. “Mmm fuck,” he’d huff from a thrust, and you were sure his cock exclusively prodded against your cervix for a brief moment. You felt it too, because you whined loudly, and Toji brings a big hand to your mouth. “Shit. Right there? That spot, sweetheart?” You’d cutely reply with a slow head nod, whimpering muffled cries into the palm of his hand and Toji smiles, bringing your back closer to his chest.

“So cute,” he growls, and you suck in a sharp breath. You’re quivering, and it’s not long before your tongue lolls out from his deep thrusts, penetrating way inside beneath your gummy walls. His manly fragrance is so strong, it makes you practically dizzy as you’re whining. The coil within you creates tension, and pressures being built up and you’re ultimately throbbing because of his doing. He removes his hand with a simper, “See. And you said you couldn’t take me. You’re doin’ just fine, pretty girl.”

“Y/N?”

You freeze up looking in front of you to see one of your good flight attendant friends, Kyle. He was rolling the cart that was filled with drinks and refreshments for the passengers aboard — and Toji felt you dig into his calf. “T—Toji… W-What do I do? He’s gonna see me!” You panicked, muscles tightening and your bouncing became vaguely sloppy.

Toji chuckles lowly beneath your ear, and you’re not finding anything relatively funny. He coos, feeling you stop bouncing while he tries to make your blazer at least somewhat decent. “Ah, calm down Y/N. Just… sit on my lap. It’s pretty dark, he won’t know,” and he feels you writhe around slightly with his cock still deep inside you. The fellow flight attendant made his way closer until he reached the aisle — staring at the… peculiar scene that was happening. “Unless you make it obvious, little girl.” He mutters the last bit in your ear, reaching a hand down to your pussy that’s hiding underneath your skirt, causing you to whine.

The scene was…. definitely odd at the least. You, one of his co-workers propped on a passenger's lap in the middle of the night, hair slightly messy and you looked like you’d just run a marathon. “Oh… h-hey Kyle. What’s… up?” He’s gripping the cart with a furrowed eyebrow. Toji starts to teasingly bounce his leg, and you almost let out a moan, smacking against his leg but he ignores your cute little remark.

“Who’s.. he?” He suddenly says, with pursed lips.

Toji‘s giving the other flight attendant a fake smile, waiting for some reply you‘d come up with. But he figured you‘d say something boring. You inhaled, glancing around the terminal with near half lidded eyes. “Oh… um.. well… he’s no o—”

“Yo. I’m her boyfriend,” Toji abruptly says with smug arrogance, playfully bringing you up close to his chest. Boyfriend? Your heart raced, wondering what this guy’s deal was. To be fair though, you weren’t exactly complaining. How could you when your mind was so completely empty? Toji laughs mentally, watching the guy’s face fall — bringing a peck to your forehead. “Was just coddling a little with her before she gets back to work,” and he slithers a hand up your thigh, panting from his fingers trailing near the crevices of your legs. “Ain‘t that right... baby?”

You felt so stuffed full, praying that your co-worker didn’t see, it was really dim so high chance he didn’t but still. “Um… yeah…” You went along with it, trying to sound at least somewhat believable. Toji‘s cock stood still, and it took everything in you for your eyes to not roll back. “I‘m about to… get up.. actually.”

“…….Okay,” he awkwardly responds through gritted teeth, clearing his throat and smiling. “Uh.. what was I gonna say,” he mutters, jogging his memory. “Right. Well, don’t forget to sweep the aisles, and take any more last-minute orders. Help... uh.. supervise,” and he pauses, watching Toji whisper something in your ear. You nervously smiled back at your co-worker in response. “……I don’t know if the pilot told you, but yeah. Estimated time for arrival is around five in the morning.”

“T—Thank you, Kyle,” You’d give him a fake grin, and he walks away into the main passenger section, away from the expensive lavish part of the plane.

Once it was clear, you moaned — Toji making you lie down on the stretchable bed directly next to the seated chairs. You panted, radiating heat immediately rising to your cheeks. That was so risky. So awkward. It made your heart race, synchronizing with your pussy entirely. “M-My… boyfriend? Since when are you, my boyfriend?”

“Yeah.. sorry about that sweetheart,” Toji gruffs in a low voice, and you stare at him, unzipping your skirt before tearing it off of you. He’s got a near-hungry gaze — obsidian strands of hair nearly blocking his view of vision. “It was quite amusing to see his face when I said that though. He looked so devastated heh,” and you slip out a whimper, feeling him insert his cock back inside of you. “The poor bastard. Shame he can’t get inside this sweet pussy. Only I can.”

Your breathing hitches as your cunt swallows him whole. Toji rubs a hand on your tummy, presenting your core with deep slow strokes. “T-Toji… I work with him… now things are g-gonna be awkward…”

“Good,” he hums with a playful grin. Toji pivoted his hips with such force. Your breathing is erratic and you’re clinging onto his strong tuxedo sleeves. Toji’s staring at you — watching your back cutely arch before he brings your knees to your chest. You look so pretty, he‘s ruthlessly jerking his hips against your slippery core. “Bet he’s biting his damn fists thinking about fucking this,” and he pauses and lets out a grunt, watching your cunt take him in with all its might. “Loose little cunt. It‘s just gripping…. around me so… good,” and his eyes nearly roll back, voice changing pitches sexily. “Fucking shit.”

You whimpered, walls fluttering — and you’re holding onto your last breath. His cock repeated to bully inside of your folds, tapping against your g-spot to make you cry out cute and stuttering whimpers. “T-Toji…” and you look adorable, eyebrows furrowed from his deep penetrative thrusts going in and out of your cunt — slapping and thwacking against your heated sex. At this point, you didn’t really care who heard you. You kept repeating his name over and over and over again as if it was some enchanting mantra. “Toji… Toji… r—right there Toji… please…”

“My god, woman.” he hissed — feeling him lean in super close to your face. You were completely fucked dumb to comprehend let alone think properly, but Toji leans in and kisses you. Deeply. He used a hand to slither beneath your hot-tempered body, making your legs open for him and it instinctively wraps around his slim slutty waist. You opened your mouth slightly, kissing him back, transferring your exotic whines and noises into his mouth. Toji tasted so sweet like candy, not only could you taste the lingering savory tang of rich champagne on his tongue, but you tasted yourself as well, from when he was eating you out earlier.

The both of you were close, and you whimper, watching him depart to bury his head into your neck — taking in your candied scent. “Fuck,” he stammered, licking another stripe up your neck. “So close,” and then he swallows, dragging a rough hand towards your tummy, sitting up to stare at you with lust-hungry eyes. “Tell me…” he breathes, gnawing on his lip. “Where do you want me to cum, sweetheart?”

“In me.” You immediately responded, and your pussy’s getting absolutely demolished by his cock. You wanted to be filled, just the thought of it was enough to make your mouth swell up with water — salivating. It was so lewd. You craved it.

“Be more specific, little girl.” Toji bluntly says, planting kisses down your collarbone. He grips your chin, making you stare at him, and you arch your back, eyes nearly reaching near your skull again — seeing pure and utter blackness before he sneaks another kiss on your lips. “Where inside? I‘m gonna need to hear you explain in detail.”

“In…. In my pussy,” you whined and saying it aloud made heat rise to both sides of your face. Toji stares at you, sexily raising an eyebrow as if he’s telling you to keep talking. You huffed, voice trembling from his voice shaking you roughly underneath him of the comfy cushioned sofa. “I… I want you to fill your cum inside my cunt T—Toji,”and your lip quivers, sliding your right leg down his back seductively. “Don‘t spill any… wanna feel stuffed with your seed.”

Toji looks away as if he’s actually thinking about it, and you pout — not fond of his teasing.

“Good. That‘s how you should speak. Nice and proper,” and as he rubs a thumb against your lip, Toji feels the anklet you wore above your foot rub against his chiseled toned back. “Better be a good girl and shut the fuck up then. Don’t want your pilot to hear how much of a slut you‘re being for me, huh?”

“I— I don’t care if he hears.” You’d whimper.

“Really now,” Toji lowly rasps, and his tone is amused more than anything. You softly shake your head as a response, and a little smile spreads on his face. “Ah, that‘s cute. Moments ago you were so scared to make noise,” and Toji pushes your leg up, having you sling it over his shoulder. You gasp, feeling his hips jolt and ram against you before he pants — having a hand squeeze onto the fat of your thigh. Toji’s muscles tense, and he draws in a hot breath, seeing your perfect body beneath him just jump and twitch from each dramatic thrust he‘s making. “Whatever then. Take it then, baby. F—Fucking take it.”

You let out a silent squeal, feeling Toji‘s hips slow before he’s jerking, spilling a thick load right into your cunt — painting your spongey insides white. Toji dissolved into pleasure, sinking his teeth into your neck gently, and he moans quite loud himself. His voice is low and gravelly, strained against your skin and it makes your pussy twitch once he’s trying to catch his breath. He‘s roughly panting, and for a moment you think you hear his voice crack briefly.

“Shit,” he heaves through shattered teeth, sitting up. You panted yourself, watching him grunt before swiping his cock head against your folds — watching the gooey cum spill out in spurts, coating your pussy with its will. Toji then pulls up his pants, buckling them before narrowing his eyes towards you. “Lie back for me, Y/N.”

“O—Okay…” You panted, watching Toji sit back. He brings you close to him, and you’re confused before he brings two fingers towards your stuffed cunt.

He brings his perfect crooked and sinister lips to your neck, softly pecking a kiss, before he mutters to you in a low voice. “I gotta ask. A man ever make you squirt before?”

Your eyes were half lidded, feeling him spread your legs open for him — grazing a hand down your chest. “Uh… no… I don‘t think so.”

“No?” Toji grins, pulling your head back towards him. You shook your head, and you whimper, feeling him shove his remains of cum out your stuffy cunt. It was poured deep inside, as it should be and that made his erect hard cock twitch inside his pants. “You‘ll let me change that, huh? You deserve that much for being such a good girl.”

“Please,” You‘d moan out, white noise filling your ears. You stared in front of you, not realizing how much time passed — the sunset was just about to come up now. “Make me s-squirt.. Toji.”

He hums at your honeyed response, and he’s got the bowling ball grip, middle, and ring finger both perfectly coordinated and shoved inside your twitching pussy. He grabs a black towel from near the cabinet beneath him and puts it under you just in case. “Kay. Relax for me,” he coos, and you start to pant — feeling his two slender digits squirm inside your cunt. His fingers are being coated with his cum along with your sweet juices as well. He’s slowly stimulating your clit, and your lip trembles, sliding a hand down to feel his grip in your soaked folds. “Your g-spot‘s so cute.” He mutters against your neck, fingertips prodding against it, and it feels like a little ridge, spasming from his fingers entirely.

“Fuck… T—Toji..” You‘d cry out, his fingers so thick, stretching your pussy even more than it already was earlier. Your cunt was so submissive to him, swallowing his fingers with ease, building pressure and your leg started to shake. You’re so wet, he finds it adorable, swiping the tip of his two digits against your gummy walls that‘s fluttering and clenching around him. He’s stroking inside — making your mind dizzy, and you‘re trying not to be so loud.

Toji smiles behind your head, curling his fingers around your cunt and you cry out. “Sweetheart. Can you be any louder, damn,” he chuckles, slapping a hand softly over your mouth. You muffled incoherent babbles into his palm now, probably slobbering all over it, but he doesn‘t mind. Toji’s fingers reach your g-spot again, and he gradually tickles against it, watching your body twitch and jolt — head laid back against him, engulfing in his designer cologne scent. “Good girl. Like that, bare around my fingers. Mhm,” and your eyes are wandering in all kinds of directions. His fingers are penetrating deep into your slick core, prodding against your g-spot in a circular motion. Even with muffled moans, you‘re still quite loud and he finds it so cute. “Doing so good for me, pretty girl.”

Your cunt pulsates at his praises, and your eyes nearly roll back once you feel a peculiar sensation of heat building up. “Mmph—! Mmph…” You‘d gasp, his rough hand still covering your mouth.

Toji massages your sweet spot, knowing exactly where to go with his fingers. Inside and out. Inside and out, in a rapid motion — making you incapable to think, and he brings his lips to your ear, talking over your moans. “I know, I know,” and his voice is low, you could still hear the sheer smug in his tone though. You spot him grinning from the corner of your peripherals, sly smile and the slanted scar on his lips poking, briefly showing his subtle dimples. “You feel it don‘t you? It‘s quite normal, don‘t worry.”

You slowly give him a nod, reaching a hand to feel his arm and he smiles — and Toji hears your pussy letting out wet squelching sounds. It felt so good, repeatedly hitting the back of your head against him. He thinks you’re so cute, about to gush out all on his fingers. “Let go for me Y/N. Squirt on my fingers, yeah?”

Your walls burst at his command, and you do willingly but hesitatingly. You feel yourself exploding — combusting, pussy getting tense and you‘re squirting on Toji’s fingers. He watches your body jostle roughly, eyes rolling back and you let out a loooong drawn-out orgasm, and he’s got his hand covering your mouth still, shushing you while chuckling against your ear. The feeling was something you’d definitely never felt before, and he removed his grip from your mouth. “O—Oh my god, Toji.” You’d breathe out, fat tears remaining on your long lashes. Your tiny voice trembled on every word. He slides his fingers out, with a cute pop and you whimper, puffy breaths completely heavy. “Fuck…. fuck…. fuck…”

Toji squeezes your pussy with his whole wrist, feeling your soaked cunt beneath him and plants a kiss on the crown of your head. “Good fucking girl.”

And right then, the P.A. system beeps, and it’s the pilot speaking. You pant, eyes completely half lidded. “Alright folks. Cleared for the ILS, runway three four at 5:27 A.M.,” and you moan against Toji‘s chest, not wanting to get up. You had to though. Because you did… sort of work here. “We‘re finally cleared to land. Beautiful skies today! All flight attendants, prepare to help passengers disembark and help unload their luggage. Over.”

“Are you… gonna get up or are you gonna stay here with me, sweetheart?” Toji raises a brow, watching your stiff body just pant above him. He cleans you up with the large towel — helping you slip your panties and skirt back on.

“Stay...” You’d mumble in a cock-drunken pant, mind completely in a daze.

Toji rolls his eyes with a sleazy smile and helps you stand up, you‘re intaking a sharp breath. You realize how tall he is now, and with the beaming sunlight shining on his face, he looks so handsome, pretty even. He‘s staring down at you with stoic green eyes. And then it dawned on you. You fucked Toji Fushiguro. The Toji Fushiguro. You’ve seen him on the news, and heard stories about him. “The Sorcerer Killer.” He was this dangerous ruthless assassin. And yet... you just had him deep in your guts, had him let you squirt, and ate your pussy out like it was the best meal he‘s ever gotten his hands on.

No regrets though. The whore in you screamed that you‘d definitely do it again.

“Oh yeah,” he cuts off your lewd thoughts, strolling towards the sink near the pilot’s cabin. You lazily follow him, holding your work heels in your hand. “Forgot. You never did actually get to help me with my luggage. That‘s alright. I think I got it.”

You stared at Toji — watching him wash his hands thoroughly, and he catches you gawking at him through the mirror briefly. He dries his hands off, and you fix your blazer with a needy sigh. “Thank you for um… choosing our airlines, Mr. Fushiguro.”

“Toji, girl.” He tells you, swiping a delicate thumb against your lips.

“Right… Toji,” You‘d softly reply, staring into his emerald viridescent eyes. He liked the way you said his name, he found it cute. Somewhat endearing. The eye contact remains before you clear your throat, giving him room to leave the claustrophobic filled bathroom. “I hope your uh… trip goes well. Wherever you‘re going.”

Toji sulks, rolling his eyes. “Gimme your phone.”

“My phone?” You stammered, and he just blankly stares at you, as if his eyes asserted dominance, saying: you heard me. “Okay…”

Toji grabs your phone, and he scrolls his stubby fingers through — and reaches the contact app. He pulls out his too and you stood still, wiping any remaining running mascara down your face, hearing him type quickly, tapping his foot against the carpet floor. He‘s got a stoic expression, the blue light reflecting on his face.

“There,” he says, with a sly smile. You grab your phone, looking down then at him. He gave you his phone number, and texted himself. “I could tell you‘re probably gonna want more of me,” and his voice is low — face flushing with radiating heat once his eyes lingers towards your chest then back up at your face. “Just give me a text when you‘re horny. Whenever I come back on this airline again, I’ll be in the same place. You know.”

“Okay.” you glanced up at him, locking your phone. Toji brings a peck to your forehead, slipping you a hundred dollar bill, and he stuffs it in your bra before you watched him start to walk away. You gasp, and mumble a, “Thank… you…?”

“Work on your customer service for me. I‘ll be seeing you, Y/N.” And he unloads his things, boarding off the jet. You stood on shaky legs, before opening your phone to see Toji‘s contact again just out of curiosity.

Your eyes widened, seeing a full-blown image of Toji's veiny cock with a brief text underneath the attachment that read: “Sleep well, little girl. Tell that Kyle guy I said hey.”

UH OH, HE’S A DILF — #TOJI FUSHIGURO

FEM! READER X TOJI FUSHIGURO

a series of writing where in toji is that dilf.

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didn’t think i’ll make this a series but i think i have to now, i enjoy this so much <3

[soon] DILF IN AMUSEMENT! — #FIRST MEETING

the first time you met toji fushiguro.

DILF IN QUESTION! — #TOJI’S SECRET

you learn toji’s rightful secret.

DILF IN TROUBLE! — #TOJI’S WORK WIFE

you learn about toji’s work wife.

[soon] DILF IN JEALOUSY! — #COLLEGE BOYS

toji fushiguro hates those dumb college boys who can’t leave his pretty baby alone.

[soon] DILF IN LOVE! — #EX WIFE

you meet toji’s ex wife.

— I GOT SWEET TASTE FOR MEN WHO ARE OLDER, IT’S ALWAYS BEEN SO, IT’S NO SURPRISE.

anon requested:

Can I request a n/sfw with Whitebeard where he uses his devil fruit for ummm vibrations and such? Please and thank you!!

Written by: Bee 🐝 @secretsnailor Anon. Are we friends? Did one of my friends write this as a gift for ME? If so, thank you my friend. :D And if NOT, anon. We should be friends because your ideas? 🤝 Go hand-in-hand with mine! I had already started writing something for this and this gave me the boost I needed to finish, so THANK YOU. You didn't say which gender, so I hope F!Reader is alright! If not, you can always come back and ask for GN/M because 🙈 I love me a good Whitebeard prompt.

Whitebeard x F!Reader / NSFW  / 2.5k Summary: Learning Whitebeard could vibrate his own dick, you were determined to try it at least once. How could you not? Warnings: Size difference, cock warmer, kinda exhibitionism, and comes on reader.

You moaned shakily as you felt the walls of your vagina clamp down on the cock currently stuffing you full. It was hard to breathe, the stretch of it on the cusp of too much. Even worse—or better, it really depended on your point of view—the low vibration that caused his dick to constantly jitter inside of you was driving you crazy. Still, the vibration was so weak it barely did anything except work you up with no hint of release.

A dark chuckle made his dick twitch within you and you keened. How long had you been in this position? It felt like ages. You almost regretted asking to do this. Almost. But really, how could you resist? You’re not sure how it came up, but once you found out that Edward could vibrate his own dick you were a goner. You absolutely had to try. Why the Gura Gura no Mi was even capable of doing that was of little concern to you. However, as always, he was worried about hurting you. Although you were taller than average, averages meant nothing to this beast of a man. Edward only agreed to try after you were thoroughly adjusted.

Which brought you to your current position. You were basically a cock warmer for him at this point, something he was greatly enjoying no doubt.

“Doing okay, my dear?” Whitebeard rumbled affectionately from above you.

“Fineeee,” you drawled, sucking down the spit gathering in your mouth. “I’m—ah—ready?” you offered timidly. As expected, all you got back was a distracted hum.

The arm that was pressed against your stomach shifted slightly as he used his hand to flip the page. Edward had positioned himself with his legs stretched out, sitting up in bed, an arm keeping you against his chest. Sitting on his lap like this, you had nowhere to go. He was reading a book while you got ‘comfortable’, he claimed.

An excited knock at the door made your eyes widen as you started squirming. Edward’s arm didn’t move; instead, it pinned you harder against his chest as an excited voice called out, “Pops!” The pressure of his arm against your stomach made all the air whoosh out of you as you struggled to breathe.

It was Ace. Luckily, enough bitching had taught him to at least knock now, whereas before he would just barge right in. Still, Whitebeard put down his book and grabbed up the discarded blanket and pulled it over your legs—covering his as well—letting up the pressure and allowing you to take in more air.

“Eddie,” you hissed with concern. “Let me up!”

“Come in!” Edward called, ignoring you completely. Your nails dug into his skin as you watched with terror as the door swung open.

“Hey Pops! Hey y/n!” Ace greeted. You mumbled back before folding your arms over Edward’s forearm and burrowing your head into them. As if trying to hide away would stop this from happening. Or distract you from the still buzzing cock inside you.

“What’s wrong with her?” You heard Ace ask quizzically, likely gesturing at you. Normally you weren’t this anti-social.

Edward’s answering laugh jostled you from your perch, his cock adjusting minutely inside. You bit down on your tongue hard enough that the taste of copper filled your mouth and you swallowed blood along with your saliva.

“She’s not feeling well but won’t sleep until I do,” Eddie answered, the sound strangely distant as ringing filled your ears. Swallowing desperately, you worked to keep your breathing level as the bouncing dick kept going. “Women,” he said, tone fondly exasperated. Silently you seethed under the sexist implication but said nothing, fearing that if you tried to argue Edward would simply increase the vibrations and make you moan right into Ace’s face.

The sheer embarrassment at the thought alone made you clench your vagina and Edward chuckled. The arm around you moved, as he adjusted slightly, probably looking casual as Ace chattered on unawares. But for you, the arm lifted you just a tad, letting you feel the long slide of his cock as it convulsed its way out of you.

You grit your teeth against the slow drag as his cock slid out a few meager inches before slowly settling you back down. The ride made you bite into his forearm, trying desperately not to moan but, despite trying, a low groan managed to escape. Tears welled up in the corners of your eyes in shame. Still, it didn’t stop your hips from wiggling, chasing the feeling. But it was no use, his length was once again fully sheathed inside of you.

“You okay? Pops, should I get Marco?” Ace asked, all sweet concern and you could have just died. After this you were going to kill Whitebeard, you swore it. For a breath, the low pulsing increased, and you choked before it went back to its regular simmering pressure. You’d kill him after he made you cum, you decided, need curling in the pit of your stomach.

“Nah, she’ll be fine,” Edward said, smile apparent in his voice. You shook on his arm. Another short knock made you glance up as he called out another, “Come in.”

Marco strolled in casually, hands in his pockets. “Hey Pops…” he trailed off, his blue eyes widening as he met your desperate stare. Silently you begged and Marco frowned with understanding.

Quickly he walked over to Ace and slapped him upside the head. “OW! What the fuck, Marco—” The rest of the sentence was cut off as Marco grabbed one of Ace’s ears and started pulling him towards the door.

Once Marco slammed Pops’ door closed, Ace shook his ear free with an annoyed grunt. “What was that for?!”

“Are you seriously that dense yoi??” Marco asked, just as irritated. He placed a hand on Ace’s shoulder trying to hurry him down the hall, but Ace stood firm.

“What are you talkin’ about?! I was just talking to Pops! Stop pushing me!”

“Fine yoi. I’m leaving, you can stay to listen.”

“Listen to what—”

A loud scream made Ace jump before he turned to the door with an ‘o’ of surprise. Marco’s stride lengthened as he tried to escape down the hall.

The scream is shortly followed by a moan that echoed and Ace’s brain connected some dots.

“Eddie—” your voice panted, and Ace finally got his feet to move as he scrambled after Marco.

"Yo, Marco, wait up!"

Once the door had closed, you hissed out an angry, “Edward what the fuck is wrong with you—” Before the vibration finally, finally increased to something other than a low rumble. Instead, it’s q u a k i n g within you and the words die in your throat as you croak.

Then his arm falls away, to be replaced with a hand wrapped around your waist. Quicker than you can comprehend he lifts you up, almost fully displacing his cock before roughly slamming you back down.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you scream; as the orgasm that had been hovering at the edges of your gut is forcibly released. You go limp, his hand still supporting your waist, as you try to breathe through the shock.

Whitebeard moved, taking you with him. You moan loudly as his still buzzing dick slipped out a little before it was pushed back in. “Eddie—”

“Shush, just relax, little one.” His bulk settles over you as he gets on all fours, bracing one forearm against the mattress, his other hand still wrapped around your stomach, holding you aloft. It’s hard to focus, the recent orgasm still sending sparks of pleasure down your spine.

So, when you feel him slowly pump you up and down on his cock your eyes widen as your hands grab onto the fingers of the hand suspending you in the air.

“Wait, Eddie, the vibrations, I’m still sensiti—ahhhhh!” The words morphed into a drawn-out groan as his pumps got a little faster.

Edward grunted but didn’t seem like he heard you—or just didn’t care—as his hand worked up a rhythm. Overstimulation made you whimper as pain and pleasure fizzled over your body. Still, whether it was because you’d been on the edge for so long or something else, your body quickly got interested in the proceedings again.

Unpleasant aches quickly turned into electricity prickling over your skin. Edward’s massive hand cradled you firmly, using you just like a fleshy onahole and you moaned at the thought.

“Eddie, please I—oh oh oh!” You tried to talk but quickly descended into breathy little moans. He didn’t let up his constant pace. Every time he was fully seated all the air left your lungs, he was so large.

When he withdrew enough you could suck in some air, you rushed out in one long breath, “Wanna see you—”

Abruptly the air was knocked back out of you as he thrust back in. His cock was still buzzing, the twitches against your walls along with his girth made the feel of it delicious.

The next slide of his cock out of you is slowed down, a deep grind that leaves you putty in his hand before he withdrew completely.

He laid you gently down on the mattress and you quickly flipped over onto your back.

“Not gonna last long,” he grunted out in warning before a large hand wiggled between your back and the bed, lifting you up easily.

“That’s fine,” you replied, squirming eagerly in his hand as he lowered you back down towards his cock. You couldn’t really see anything like this as you spread your legs, his frame much too tall, but you liked being able to feel his body against yours, the hard panes of his abs catching against your breasts and dragging against your nipples. His cock head once again breached you and you threw your head back with a moan.

Your fingers dug into his skin as he once again started thrusting, no more teasing. He was chasing his own pleasure now you figured. The vibrations had finally ceased, which you figured meant that he was beginning to lose focus. The thought of bringing such a large man to his knees in such a way shot a thrill of a different kind through you and your toes curled as you let out another loud groan, knowing the noise always spurred him on.

“Close, little one?” Edward asked and you shook your head, unable to speak as his speed increased. You were close but familiar enough that just his thrusts like this wouldn’t get you off as it was. “Fuck,” he muttered, tone annoyed before his cock started vibrating again, rough and jolting, the fastest he’d ever done it.

Your eyes widened. “Edd-iiieeeeeeee,” you cried out with shock.

“That’s it, come for me. You can do it,” he praised, keeping up with his thrusts. One particular angle hit something inside you that had you seeing stars as you arched your back, crying out as another orgasm slammed through you, a sudden crest of a wave washing over you and you shook with the intensity of it.

“Finally,” Whitebeard said before pulling you completely off him. Settling you back down on the mattress, you blinked at him through dazed eyes as he settled back on his knees, dick in one hand hovering over you. He stroked himself, his blue eyes hungrily taking you in.

His hand gave his large cock one last twist before he groaned, and a ribbon of hot spunk hit your stomach. Your mouth opened wide, stunned before several more thick ropes smacked onto your skin. Quickly you shut your eyes and mouth as you felt another spurt of heat land across your neck and a little over your mouth.

Salt filled your mouth as you flinched when your face was covered. When you heard Edward let out a long sigh of relief and nothing else hit you, you slowly sat up wiping at your still closed eyes.

A piece of cloth was pressed into your hands and you angrily cleaned away the residue from your face.

Blinking them open, your eyelashes stuck together a few times before becoming unclumped. Glaring up at him, Edward looked back calmly, unabashed.

“Why did you do that!? I’m covered!” It was true, you could feel his cum drip down your body and pool into your lap from where you sat. He laughed.

“Just wanted to see you like this. You look great, my love.” You licked your lips and, at the salty tang, pulled a face of disgust.

“Fuck you, I’m taking a shower.” You began to move before Edward hummed and, quicker than you were expecting, knocked you once more onto your back.

Trapping your arms with one hand he loomed above you, smiling. “Now, now little one. Who said we were done? Stay still.”

His mouth settled over your stomach before sucking lightly and you squirmed. His hand tightened around your arms in warning, and you settled back. A warm tongue flattened against your stomach before licking a path up your chest, taking with it any globs of cum that remained.

“Eddie!” you cried out, embarrassed, but he didn’t stop. His tongue ran over every part of you, licking across your neck and collarbones, dipping into your armpits before trailing down. You could feel every ridge and bump as he lapped large strokes over your trembling thighs.

You couldn’t help it, you spread your legs and felt him chuckle. His eyes pierced into you as he glanced up, laugh lines crinkled as he smiled. “Need something?” he asked smugly, breath fanning out over your still dripping core and you shivered.

“Please,” you whispered as you stared back. His smile widened.

“Please what?”

You groaned with frustration. “I want your tongue!” you said snappishly as your hips twitched upwards.

“Oh?” Edward moved forward, past your waist and you let out a whine. His tongue dragged over your face, licking away the remaining traces of his semen before dipping into your mouth.

You let it fall open, utterly trapped as he held you down and took, his tongue delved into every corner. You tried to respond, licking and sucking back before he withdrew from the kiss. The blue of his eyes was hardly visible, instead, they were mostly inky black pupils blown wide.

“Eddie, please!” you shouted this time and he smirked, pleased at your neediness.

“There you go. Good girl, you can get a reward.” Easily he moved back between your legs before his tongue finally pressed itself against your used entrance and you keened.

The warmth of it lapped at you before the tip flicked inside and you ground back on the pressure. His lips closed around your entrance and sucked. You arched your back trying to wiggle your arms free so you could grab on to something—anything. But he was a wall, keeping you in place so you could only accept whatever he wanted to do with you.

Drawing back, he hummed again. His eyes took in your heaving, twitching body. You felt as though you might catch fire, your blood boiling in your veins under his heady stare, your body on a knife’s edge of too much yet not enough pleasure. Whitebeard licked his lips.

“Want to go again?”

And you did.

God :( imagine being carried and fucked by jake, the fucking size difference is making me go insaneee. His strong arms just holding you as he looks down at you with he’s fucking cocky smile and his ears against his head :(

the way i just sat and stared at this ask for a good five minutes with my mouth wiiiiiide fucking open.

he’s a whore for stomach bulging. he loves smirking down at you and watching his cock slip in and out of you, licking his lips as his dick presses up against the inside of your tummy.

since he’s so much bigger than you, it’s so. much. more. noticeable. that man is packing at least a 14 inch. so you’re definitely going to be fucking sore after probably one thrust.

he gets really cocky when you try being bratty w him and he puts you back in your place by fucking you until you’re drunk off his cock. it’s his favourite thing to do. laugh in your face as your eyes roll to the back of your skull.

one hand of his can cover your entire head and he uses that to his advantage when he’s pounding into you missionary-style, pushing your face into the ground, fucking you into oblivion.

he’ll tease you a lot about your size difference, it’s honestly a regular thing w jake. he’s just really cocky, but i understand. i know how tiring it gets when you’re lugging that big ass thing between your legs 24/7.

Dilf! Suna who fell in love you the minute he ran into you in the street

Dilf! Suna who immediately rizzed you up and gave you his number

Dilf! Suna who pretended like he didn't have kids but his ex wife dropped them off without him knowing.

Dilf! Suna who honestly panicked that you would leave because his age was shown by his teenage son standing at the door

Dilf! Suna who bought you a bunch of expensive gifts that showed up at you college dorm door to try and win you back (but he never lost you in the first place)

Dilf! Suna who took you on expensive trips oversees in grand hotels on your break

Dilf! Suna who would stuff you with his big cock on the king size hotel mattress

Dilf! Suna who begged you to marry him while he was balls deep inside your undergrad cunnie

Dilf! Suna who bought you a big diamond ring and showed you all his volleyball achievements

Dilf! Suna who fucked you on y'alls wedding night with his big Olympic gold metal around your neck

Dilf! Suna who really fell in love with you when he saw how good you were with his kids

Dilf! Suna who never pressured you to interact with his ex wife because he didn't wanna make you uncomfortable

Dilf! Suna who got you pregnant the night you graduated college

Dilf! Suna who brought all his friends over to shove in their faces the pretty young wife he had

Dilf! Suna who honestly became a better man beacuse of how tantalizing your pussy is

The Best Man's Confession

Toji Fushiguro

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader

Summary: After a two year long affair, Toji can't contain his feelings any longer. What's more ideal than confessing hours before your wedding?

Warnings: Smut, Cheating, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex (f. receiving), Cream Pie, Angst

You look beyond beautiful in your wedding dress. You’re almost ready to walk down the aisle and get married to the man of your life. A man that gets along with everyone that’s in your life. Your parents, your siblings, your friends; they all adore him. 

“You look beautiful.” You hear a voice that’s too deep and too raspy to be from someone from your bridal party. You forget how to breathe for a second while his hands wrap around your waist. You feel his scar as he presses a gentle kiss on your neck.

“You’re not supposed to be here, Toji.” You speak, hoping that he’ll let go. But he doesn’t. And you don’t plan on pushing him away. He leaves gentle kisses on your neck, and you should stop him, but you don’t want to. “What if someone walks in?”

“No one is going to walk in, trust me.” He responds. He turns you around and cups your face. You push his hands away, causing him to chuckle.

“Don’t ruin my makeup. Two hours of my time went into it.” You tell him, causing him to click his tongue.

“Two wasted hours. You look so much better without it.” He replies, making you roll your eyes. His hands wrap around your waist again. He looks adoringly into your eyes, and you want to look away because this just makes you feel so guilty. He can read you like a book. “You didn’t feel guilty all those nights, why now?”

“I’m getting married in a couple of hours, Toji.” You remind him, but that doesn’t change anything. In his mind, this is over once you sign that legally binding contract. But right now, you’re not married. So it isn’t over.

“Okay? You aren’t married right now though.” He tells you before leaning in. His face is dangerously close to yours. You feel his breathing on your face. Your brain tells you to pull away, slap him and then call your bridal party. But your heart and body won’t budge.

“Toji…” You begin, your voice weak as you say his name. 

“Tell me to stop, and I will. I promise I’ll leave you alone for the rest of my life.” He says, and you’re trying to say the word, but your mouth doesn’t catch up. You can’t tell him to stop, you can just say.

“Toji, he’s your best friend. You can’t do this to him.” You respond. You hope that his conscience will stop him and that he’ll feel guilty for once in his life.

“That hasn’t stopped me. Not the first time, not the second, not the third. It won’t stop me now.” Not a bit of remorse in his voice. “I’ll throw all those years of friendship into the trash for you.”

“Toji…” You don’t understand why your body won’t push him away. His soft lip kiss gently press against yours, and you close your eyes, enjoying the feeling. Instead of pushing him, your hands land on the back of his head and pull him in even more. Your lipstick is getting all over him but that’s the last of your thoughts.

Before the kiss can go any further, he pulls away. He smirks as he looks at the messed up lipstick. “I can make this quick, sweetheart.”

“Make it quick, Toji. I don’t have all day.” You respond. Toji smirks and he looks around, looking for the best possible place. His eyes land on the couch that’s in the room. He takes your hand and leads you there. His hands search for the zipper of your dress, and once he finds it, he pulls it down. He helps you out of the dress, and he puts it to the side. 

You take a seat on the couch and watch as he gets on his knees. He pushes your panties to the side and kisses your clit. He kisses down your cunt before his tongue moves up and down your cunt. His tongue stops at your clit and he flicks it.

He brings his hand up to your face, two fingers pressing against your bottom lip. You take his fingers in your mouth, rolling your tongue around them. When he takes them out, he brings them down and pushes them into your cunt.

He curves his fingers how you like them, while his tongue goes just right. You’re going to miss this, and you can’t believe you’re doing this after you convinced yourself that you’ll be fine without this. You’re ruining your mind and body once again.

But this is even worse for him, and yet he’s doing it without a problem. He for sure knows that he’s going to miss the taste of you on his tongue. It’s such a sweet taste that he’s gotten used to. He loves it so much that he’s betrayed his best friend countless nights for it.

His thick fingers brush against your g-spot, and your eyes roll to the back of your head. Anyone can walk in at any moment, but that isn’t what’s in your mind at the moment. Or well, it is, but it doesn’t worry you like you should. The idea excites you.

“It feels so good, Toji.” You moan, biting down on your lip, stopping yourself from moaning loudly. They’re right outside, and they can walk in at any moment. You doubt that Toji locked the door.

Toji wants to smile, but he’s occupied. He begins to suck on your clit while his fingers speed up. He scissors his fingers, making you close your eyes. You hear his hums, indicating that he’s enjoying this. He’s probably enjoying this more than you.

Doing this to the woman he l- “Oh Toji- It’s so.”

He stops sucking on your clit to shush you. The man takes his fingers out and they begin to play with your clit while he inserts his tongue into your cunt. He loves doing that, every chance he gets he does it. And you love it, of course, but you’re sure he loves it even more. 

Your orgasm approaches, and he knows it. He continues doing his job while your thighs squeeze around him. You’ve never done this to him, but he’s loving it. He could nearly cry knowing that he’ll never experience this again, but he’s too focused on what he’s doing.

He takes his tongue out and it goes back to flicking your clit. Your moans get louder and louder as you reach your orgasm. Your hand goes over your mouth to muffle them. You come, your legs shaking.

Toji presses a kiss on your clit before standing up. He takes a seat on the couch beside you. He kisses your lips, his tongue immediately invading your mouth, while he picks you up and puts you down on his lap. His tongue explores your mouth before it presses against yours.

Your hand goes down to unzip his pants. You manage to get his cock out, and your hand strokes it slowly. You feel vibrations from his tongue, a couple of moans coming from him.

You pull away from the kiss, and change your position. You face him with each knee on either side of him. You align his cock with the entrance of your cunt, and slowly lower yourself on him.

He bites his bottom lip as your pussy wraps around him. He’s going to miss this so much. And he’ll think of himself as the biggest fool for getting addicted to you, but also for letting you go. He’s going to miss hearing those tiny moans that come from your lips as you get adjusted to every inch of him.

Once you succeed in taking every inch, you slowly move on his cock. Your mouth parts as you move. The man admires your face, one hand going up to your face to caress it, while the other falls on your hip.

“You feel so good, baby-” He moans, your cunt squeezing around him. He stops caressing your cheek and his hand goes down to play with your clit. He keeps looking at your face, your head thrown back. You always look away from him while having sex. 

He stops looking at your face for a second and he looks at your white lace bra. Then his eyes scan the room, and they fall on your wedding dress. This is supposed to be all for him, not for his best friend. A sudden anger overtakes him.

He begins to move his hips, and your hand moves to cover your mouth to muffle the really loud moans that come from your mouth. His head goes to the back of your head and he pushes it down. His lips land on yours, and you share a sloppy kiss. He pulls away, “Does he fuck you as good as I do?”

The sound of his skin smacking against yours fills up the room. You don’t answer. Your mind is too clouded with the pleasure that he’s giving you to even form a sentence. “Can he compare to me?”

“Toji!” His name slips your mouth, and you quickly cover it. He takes that as his answer. His best friend is going to be your husband, but Toji is the only one that can please you; at least sexually. 

Your second orgasm approaches, your walls squeezing around Toji’s cock. He has to close his eyes as he enjoys it. He’s going to miss this— No, this isn’t going to stop just because you’re getting married. It’ll keep happening, he knows it. You won’t let go so easily. You’ve been sneaking around for two years, why would that stop now?

You close your eyes, reaching your climax. Toji isn’t too far from his release either but he doesn’t want to finish so soon. Once he finishes it’s over, he doubts you’ll do more rounds with him. 

“Fuck, I’m going to miss this.” Toji mutters. You look at him, and how good he looks. He’s so sweaty but so hot. His cheeks are red, and he bites his bottom lip. He looks at you with so much adoration.  You’re too busy admiring him that you don’t pay attention to his sloppy thrusts.

“Pull ou-” You begin but it’s too late. His cum coats your walls. So much cum, like always. And once every drop is in your cunt, he pulls out. Your makeup is all messed up, yet he believes you’re the most beautiful woman to ever breathe on this Earth at this very moment.

He pecks your lips. You’re getting married soon enough to the man that he’s closest with. You’re slipping away and Toji can’t do anything. Unless… 

“Run away with me.” He says, your eyes widening. You get off him and adjust your panties before walking to get your wedding dress. Toji stands up and fixes himself.

He swears his heart breaks as he receives his answer. It’s completely silent as you put your wedding dress back on. His voice breaks as he repeats his words, “Please, run away with me.”

“Toji, is it really worth ruining your friendship with him? Choosing some minutes of pleasure over years of friendship?” You question as you walk back to the mirror to make sure your dress is put on correctly. Toji walks to you.

“I choose our two year relationship over my friendship with him, yes.” He tells you. He stands right behind you, but this time he doesn’t wrap his hands around your waist.

“It’s barely a relationship, Toji.” You maintain your composure. “We just have sex when we’re lonely.”

“I have sex with you because I’m in love with you.” He confesses, making you come to a complete stop. He’s looking at you through the mirror, filled with hope that you’ll leave with him, never turning back. But you don’t look back at him. You take a deep breath.

“You’re going to go out there and…” Your voice is breaking and you have to come to a stop with your words, stopping yourself from crying. “And you’re going to be the best man to your best friend. A man who’s so dearly in love with me.”

“I- Okay…” Toji doesn’t know what to say. He’s also dearly in love with you, but his feelings don’t matter. But he blames himself because he should’ve avoided you after that first night you spent together. He’s been in love with you ever since and he should’ve put a stop to it. You’ve never given him any signs that could’ve hinted you leaving your soon-to-be-husband for him. He gave himself that false hope.

“I love you…” He mutters before leaving the room. 

The moment the door closes, you let out a sob that you’ve been holding back. Tears that you’ve been fighting come out, messing up your makeup even more. But this is the best thing for you. Toji won’t provide you the stability that you’re looking for. Your parents don’t like Toji, neither do your siblings or your friends.

Toji already has his own son to support, he can’t afford to support you or another child. This is what’s best for the both of you.

It hurts. But it’ll only hurt temporarily. You’ll be happy soon enough.

“I love you too, Toji…” You whisper, walking away from the mirror and going to the vanity to fix your makeup. “I’m sorry.”

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RIDING THEM hcs + small oneshot !

characters︙sukuna, toji, gojo!

together︙characters x afab! reader

hcc : 10 hcs each character, 1 oneshot each character.

warnings︙18+, cockwarming, p in v, chocking, breeding kink, slapping, dirty talk!, praise kink, tummy bulge, cervix fucking.

➴ﾞ︙sukuna ☆ cervix fucking, tummy bulge.

you can barely take his cock and he loves it!

you have to hold on his shoulders to keep balance

his hands grip your waist, helping you move up and down.

loves watch the way he splits you open every time.

your barely being able to think with the way his cock hits your cervix.

the pain and pressure driving you to keep your hips moving and grinding on him.

will rub your clit to make you cum harder and faster

only really cares for you to cum. doesn’t really need it.

on that note, he really likes loves watching you cum.

is fascinated with you!

“s-sukuna!” you whine as he moves you up and down on him. he was so fascinated by the way you took him so well. he watched as your pussy engulfed his fat cock with every push. “shh, baby. you’re taking my cock so well. i might have to get you something after,” he grinned moving his eyes up to your tummy where his cock made a big bulge.

➴ﾞ︙toji ☆ more cervix fucking, chocking, light slapping, breeding kink, cock warming.

he fills you too the top.

you can’t fully sit on him or you’ll literally start crying.

will hold your hips to keep you still while fucking up into you.

will wrap his hand around your throat and fuck you into you also

loves seeing you drool as your eyes roll to the back of your head

will talk to you in the middle of him fucking you silly and expect you to answer while your brain dead.

he’ll slap you lightly, asking for an answer. he won’t really get one.

is determined to make you cum so much you will be sore.

he loves fucking his cum deeper into you after cumming

will cockwarm you after if you want <3 loves the warmth of your cunt on him.

“too much’!” you push tojis chest as he watch’s himself part you. he chuckles at your whines, “baby. just a little more for me, ya?” you nod giving him the okay before helping you down more. you both gasp when your hips touch. his head was just violating your cervix but his hands were so tight on your waist you couldn’t move. “toji! it hurts!” you whine and he losses his grip letting you raise. ”sorry, baby,” he said before kissing you.

➴ﾞ︙gojo ☆ praise, breeding kink.

he’s a perfect fit.

adores your facial expressions when you fit down on him.

will hold your hands so you can keep your balance on him.

he’ll most definitely grin the whole time.

loves when you cum around him! it makes him wanna put a baby in you <3

will stop you mid way and just to sit you fully on his cock.

he likes watch you beg and whine for him to fuck you to push his ego up.

will slow down if your overstimulated. the rest won’t.

he’ll fuck up into you when you get tired.

wants to fill you up so bad.

“a-a-ahhh! fuck!” you moan out holding his hand tighter. “yes, baby. fuck, you’re so pretty,” he grinned watching your eye roll into the back of your hand, moaning flowing out of your mouth. your warm cunt fit so perfectly around him. he was bound to cum in you soon. you had came so many times already; throbbing, dripping— he was surprised he hadn’t came already.

 gojosprettyslut 2022.

𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 ; 𝐞.𝐣𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐫

eren x fem!reader

cw: breeding kink, praise kink, slight degrading? -cocky encouragement-, committed relationship, rainy day sex.

summary: Eren having crazy baby fever

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it all started a week ago.

when Eren asked if you ever wanted to have babies

his babies in particular

"Yeah" you answered shortly. the idea crosses your mind frequently in your relationship, you weren't married but you've been together for so long you might as well be.

all week he talked about it, leading to right now, having his head under your shirt and on your stomach as he rubbed your hips soothingly

"Cafummyeyseysnow?" his muffled voice asked, it's 7 in the morning and he wanted to get cuddled, opting to get his scalped massaged as he rubbed his face into your stomach

"I didn't understand a thing you just said" you giggled, Eren popped out of your shirt, a flustered mess as he repeated myself

"Can you have my babies now?"

your eyes winded and he just buried himself into your chest, his nose rubbing against the valley of your clothed breast

"What's with you and this baby fever?" you grinned as you went back to rubbing his scalp

you felt a hand travel to your stomach as it tugged on the waistband of your shorts

"Eren Jaeger" You warned with a smile on your face

"whaaat?" he whined, acting innocent as if he wasn't just trying to shove his hands down your pants

"you really wanna get me knocked up?" you grinned as you held his head in your palms, he gave you a weak nod in return

"fine, go ahead" you grabbed his hand and put it on your lower stomach as you waited

"what? you're the one that said you wanted to get me pregnant so, go ahead big guy, get me pregnant"

***

you didn't know what you were getting yourself into.

here you are, laid out on the bed as he slid himself in

the cloudy morning rain spitting on the window as he slowly fucked himself into you

he just got done fingering you, getting you wet enough so he can slip his cock in with ease

he watched how your titties bounced when he thrusted into you, deciding to latch his mouth around your nipple as he warmed the other one up with his palm

your fingers grasping around his strands as his thrusts became faster

with a loud pop your nipple was released from his lips, deciding to connect them with yours instead

a deep groan escaped from his mouth and into yours, breaking the kiss to mutter filthy things into your ear

"so fucking pretty" he thrusted deeper into you, a high pitched whine slipping from your lips as your nails sink into his back

"gonna fill you up, fill that fucking pussy up with my cum" he spat out as his hips began to pick up speed

"you wanna become swollen with my child? leaking titties and a baby bump?"

"yes! yes! Eren!" you cried out, you felt him smirk before his canine ripped through the skin of your neck making you whimper

his cock pulsating in your pussy finally hit that one spot that had you screaming

his nails scratched at your creamy thighs, loving the way they shook as he fucked his way through your aching pussy

"mm, not gonna last long, baby" he moaned as he held you close, your warm cunt squeezing around him as you were just as close

"fuck, m'cumming" you mumbled as you were completely fucked out

the feeling of his thick dick drowning in your choking cunt had the room spinning, the pleasure was unreal

"that's right baby, cum on my cock" he let out a whine as you tightened around him, cumming on him with dazed eyes and flushed face

he didn't stop tho, so close to his on release he let out the cutest high pitch moan as you were practically milking his cock

"fuck- just like that baby squeeze my cock" he mumbled before shooting his seed into you

sweaty bodies collapsing together as you tried to catch your breath, Eren kissed the bruises on your neck before whispering in your ear sweet praises

"'m so proud of you baby, such a good girl, hm?" you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his plumped swollen lips

***

after a hot and much-needed shower, you both got out to see the rain hasn't slowed down...you laid down and motioned for Eren to lay with you

with his head in your chest and your fingers in his strands, you felt that sneaky hand travel down to your lower stomach, but this time, soothingly cupping it with his thumb rubbing it in circler motions

as an image with you and his baby on your hip, a smile was glued to his lips

"what?" you giggled as you played with his locks

"nothing," he licked his lips as he looked up to you with a mischievously adorable grin

"it's just...you would be the hottest mom"

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AHHH TYSM FOR 200 FOLLOWERS!! 💞 also, Happy Women's Day! it's been so long scene I've written a fic for yall!! I hope you enjoyed it! ♡

[nsfw under the cut]

protective!eren beating the shit out of some dude that decided it was a good idea to smack and grab your ass at the bar

protective!eren having to be pulled off of him by like 2 other guys, his shirt's a little ripped and his hair is a mess, but he doesn't care

he hates it when other people look at you too long, let alone have the fucking balls to touch you

and protective!eren makes sure you're okay, even though he's the one that ate a few punches in the process

he'd do it again and again and again

even when his friends make too many jokes around you, making you smile and laugh, protective!eren shoots them the nastiest fucking glare when you're not looking

that's his job

you're all his, there's no room for anyone else

when he's eating you out, protective!eren spits on your pussy and licks a trail up to your clit, keeping eye contact the whole time

he wants you to watch him take care of you

he'll always take care of you

protective!eren likes to ask, "who's pussy is this?" while he's railing you, your legs pushed up against your chest

he knows the answer

but hearing you break down in desperate moans and pleas sends him over the edge every time

"all yours, eren"

damn fucking right