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de-bauchry · 4 months

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✫Escort!Toji✫ pt 2

MDNI

Pt 1 here

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x afab!reader

Content: NSFW, direct continuation of pt 1, no use of y/n, toji thinks of u while fucking other people, comparisons, toji ruins ur shirt:( toji jacks off with ur panties, oral (f receiving) Implied oral (m), protected sex, 2 pics to help picture the positions bcs i suck at writing, cursing, fingering, toji cums in his pants AGAIN, reader cleans tojis fingers after yk, starts slow but eventually is rough, sweetheart used once, he is a confirmed panties stealer, no aftercare sowy

Word count: 5.2k

(a.n) finally i fucking finish pt 2 jesus christ I suck, i know, proofread once, i am half asleep posting this; i still dont fw toji like that. listened to 'Normal Fucking Rockwell- Lana Del Rey' while writing

taglist: @lostmymarblesstuff @vicravluv @mutsu422

Your eyes blinked open, feeling the dim light of the side table flood your vision making you go blind for a second. Suddenly very cold as you clutched onto the thin sheet on top of you. Your mind flashing back to what had happened before you fell asleep. You sat up, looking at the clock on the side table, you had slept a whole 12 hours. It was 10 am Saturday, the next morning. You fell back into the pillows as you closed your eyes, remembering what happened last night. Remembering that you didn’t pay him, you shot up to check your wallet in fear that Toji had robbed you after fucking you to sleep. Your inner thighs sting as you rummage through your coat. Opening your wallet and seeing it was full, counting the bills carefully. Your eyebrows furrowed, seeing it was all there. Thinking it was some kind of tactic to get you to keep coming back. You exhaled, looking over at the room as you picked up the discarded clothing. ‘Shirt, skirt, socks, bra-’ you made a mental checklist. ‘Where are my panties?’ you looked everywhere. Under the bed, under the chair. The cracks of the mattress, the trash can. Nothing, thinking up a million reasons for why and how they disappeared. Putting your clothes on as you look out the window from the doorway. Turning around and walking out. Now came the walk of shame, or so you thought. Walking down the hallway toward the elevator. Back to the lobby, avoiding eye contact with the same person behind the desk from last night. “Um- Excuse me!” the woman said she reached out an arm towards you. “The room wasn't paid for- the gentleman said you would take care of it.” She said, looking you over as your face dropped. “Of course-” you said, face warm from embarrassment. Walking over to the desk and looking down to your shoes as you heard her tell you the price. Quickly pulling out your wallet and giving her the cash, almost snatching your receipt as you hurried out of the hotel. In fear one of your co-workers would see you here.

Though your coworker had a point, you did sleep like a rock. But the embarrassment after finally letting go of stress and the pent up frustration in your womb was a lot to take on at once. Arriving at your apartment and plopping onto your bed,‘I'll never do that again’ you vowed as you looked over at the crumbled piece of paper with his phone number in it. Shoving your face in your pillows as you fought off the flashing images of him. Face burning up as you remembered what he did, how filthy he was, and how much you liked it. A chill ran down your spine as you felt your leg twitch. Swiftly getting up to take a cold shower. The next days were the same, taking a cold shower in the morning and one when you'd come home from work. Anytime a coworker had upset you, you felt a certain anger that you hoped would be gone if you fucked Toji again. A blind anger that made your finger scroll through your phone, writing out a text and almost pressing send. Inhaling sharply before deleting it. Nodding your head no as you remembered your vow to not to do that again. In a more realistic way, the anger probably wouldn’t go away if you fucked him, but it would help you let out some stress, let some of the poison that pooled inside of you.

Toji was worse. Finding himself being more irritable than he usually was. Telling his clients to ‘shut the fuck up’ whenever they tried to fake their moans, irritation coated his words knowing they could never even come close to sounding the way you did. Knowing that with his clients, they did it just to keep him hard. But you? Your whines and pleads were practically forced out of you, eye twitching whenever he remembered how you came on his fingers. He tried to not think of you, desperately trying to forget the fucked out expression that adorned your pretty face. Not even feeling the slightest bit of remorse when he’d snatch the cash out of their hands. What pissed him off wasn’t that they sucked at fucking, or that they had no passion in their eyes. It was the fact that they'd ask him about his day, or ask him why he's doing this. Always expecting him to fall for them, almost making him tell them to get the fuck out whenever they’d say- “You’re going to charge me?” thinking that they were so good at having sex that he didn't need to be paid. And there was nothing Toji hated more than when they’d ask him to fuck them raw, almost shuddering in disgust at the thought. Four days had passed since he fucked you. Still, he’d close his eyes and picture you while he drilled into the many clients. Your cunt, your tits, your teary eyes, and the way you fucking smelled. The way you didn't hesitate to let him spit in your mouth. Remembering it made him throw his head back, biting his lip as he held back his groans. But it wasn't enough, they weren't enough. In Toji’s alone time he would think how many women it would take to satiate this deep need for what you gave him a taste of. ‘10? No- 30?’ he’d think, he could count to 100 and he would still say no. What Toji appreciated most about the interaction he had with you, was that you didn't try to get to know him first. You didn't ask if he could stay with you after, or ask him why he was prostituting himself. Toji liked that you came to fuck, not to talk about feelings. He'd find himself stroking himself with your panties in his hand, eyes shut tight and hand practically strangling his cock. Soft groans leaving his mouth. Teeth clenched tightly, holding his shirt up. He knew he should’ve woken you up to fuck you again.

His hand was never enough, he felt pent up even if he came triple the amount of times that week. Toji had thought of how to get you to ask him to hook up again, knowing that if you took any longer to text him he wouldn't have any control with how rough he'd be with you. That forgotten feeling of guilt pooling in his stomach again, thinking that's probably why you haven't contacted him. He thought ‘fuck it-’ feeling his cock harden at the thought of seeing you again. His thumbs hovering over the keys as he thought of what to type. ‘Tomorrow. 6pm. Same room.’ quick thumbs pressing the keyboard, feeling his cock twitch as he looked at the name he saved you under. Smirk on his face as he watched the message go from ‘delivered’ to ‘read’ in seconds. You had just gotten out of your morning shower, wrapped in a towel as your cheeks turned warm at the text. Your mouth cracked open as you saw he texted first. Thinking it was odd but not unheard of? ‘Maybe he just wants his money’ you'd think, fingers hesitating to reply. ‘Okay :)’ you replied, hoping he didn't think you were purposefully stiffing him, in hopes that the smiley face would make the situation easier. Hoping he wouldn't be pissed that you didn't pay him. That night you kept thinking about it. ‘Why wait four days to ask me for his money? Was he doing accounts and noticed a lack of it? Will my kidney be stolen if I show up?’ millions of thoughts raced through your head as you tried to sleep. Mainly of if he was plotting some kind of great violence against you. But whispers of ‘I hope we fuck.’ in your mind as you drifted to sleep. The next day was spent hoping the clock would go by as slow as it did the last time you saw him, but it moved at a pace that made you feel a frog in your throat and made your knee bounce up and down nervously. What made you even more afraid to go is how you heard one of your coworkers complain about how Toji canceled her appointment. Shuddering at the thought that he was losing money just to get you to pay him. Remembering his figure and how strong he was, hoping he would have mercy on you if he decided to teach you a lesson.

Not even bothering to go home since the time was so close together, getting out of work at 5:30 and arriving at the hotel at 5:56 pm. Your feet numb as you walked past the front desk, making eye contact with the same receptionist looking at you. Your work heels clacking against the tile floor. Stepping into the elevator as you fixed your shirt in the reflection. Adjusting the slacks you had decided to wear that morning. Sighing as you saw the elevator stop at the same floor. Walking passed the same red doors as last time, only this time they were quiet. Probably because it was still light out, but it didn’t make your nerves ease. Making your thoughts race even faster as you walked passed the red doors. Your legs slightly wobble as you reach room 203. Looking down at the carpet as you hesitate to ball your hand to a fist, knocking once and pulling back to knock again. But you heard the door knob jiggle after the first one.

This time no heavy footsteps or seconds before he opened the door. Letting your hand fall as you laid eyes on him. Tall figure looming over you. Toji’s jaw clenched tightly as he looked you up and down. You stared at him in silence. His hand reached for your wrist as he yanked you inside. Slamming the door shut as he pressed you against the closed door. Tilting his head as he looked at you, Toji couldn't keep up this facade anymore. The pent up need inside his gut made him act before he could think. Eyes roaming your shocked face as he leaned in closer, you mouthed a ‘what are you-’ as he pressed his lips to yours. Hands landing on your arms, holding you still as you felt him slide his tongue into your mouth. Feeling your confusion as you opened yours in return. Cock twitching as his half lidded eyes looked to yours that blinked shut. Seeing your face of worry fall to desire. Your hands went to his forearm and shoulder to hold him back as his tongue reached deep into your mouth. Spit falling from the corner of your lips as you felt Toji’s hands undo the button of your slacks. Sliding the zipper down as you felt his hand slide up your back. Noting how this felt much different than last time. This time he seemed more needy. Hands going to the buttons of your shirt as his thick fingers fiddled with the tiny buttons. Groaning as he felt your hand slide down his torso, towards the tent in his pants. Lips sucking on yours as he struggled with the buttons of your shirt. His groans of frustration grew louder as his fingers slipped through the openings between the buttons. Mentally cursing them as his fingers pulled harshly at your shirt.The sound of the flying buttons landing on the floor made you inhale loudly. Pulling your lips from his as he roamed down to your jaw, sucking on your skin leaving wet spots on it as he slid down to your breasts. Toji’s hands wrapping around you as his fingers unhook the clasps of your bra. Simple and black, seeing as you didn’t expect this to happen. His hands sliding back up to your shoulders to push off your shirt, pulling the straps of your bra off of you. His eye twitched in anticipation when he saw your breasts. Leaning into your neck, licking your skin while he made his way down to your bare nipple. Opening his mouth as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Groaning at the feeling of your nipple in his mouth. Sucking harshly like he wanted something to pour out of it. One of his hands going to tug at your pants, whines leaving your lips, feeling his other hand knead at your breast. Toji’s tongue swirling around your nipple as he felt your hands shove your pants down to your ankles and kick them off along with your heels. His ears taking in every single one of your moans, making sure that this time he would have to take his sweet time with you. That he fucked you slow, like you had asked him last time. The hand that tugged on your pants now rubbing your clothed cunt, his middle and ring finger sliding up and down your wet panties. Whining at the feeling as his eyes looked up to you, nipple still in mouth, letting out a low moan. The vibrations against your nipple make you cry out, his fingers rough against your panties as his hand grips roughly at your breast, his stern face was full of pleasure. Your eyes scanning his features, seeing that he was getting off on making you feel good.

Letting your breast pop out of his mouth, his lips leaving a trail of spit down your sternum as he made his way to your throbbing cunt. This time you noticed he didn't ask how you wanted him, not telling you he charged per service. There were no words spoken, no hesitation in what he was doing. Like he had thought about this long before you got here. Thinking if he was planning on doing this when he texted you- your went brain fuzzy, feeling his rough fingers hook to the sides of your panties. But to Toji? Your dripping cunt told him all he needed to know, seeing the mess you made in your panties just from his heavy petting. Looking up at you as he slipped your cotton panties down, seeing your face churn with anticipation as he placed wet kisses down your torso. Smiling to himself as he felt the goosebumps form on your thighs before he slid his middle finger down your sopping cunt. Feeling your slick coat his finger, your hips writhing at his touch. Toji’s cock now aching in his pants as he slipped his finger through your entrance, pinching his eyebrows together as he held back a choked groan. Feeling your cunt practically pull him deeper into you. Gaining a whine from you as you felt how slow he was going. Still looking up at you, his head on your hand, the other holding the wall for support. Using all the strength you could muster to not shove your cunt to his face for relief. Sliding his finger back out, feeling your hips buck up as your clit begged for attention. Taking the hint, he leaned closer. His breath against your pulsating clit made you whine. Lip tucked in between your teeth as his lips brushed against your clit. Wrapping his lips around the bundle of nerves, closing your eyes and lightly panting at the feeling. Letting out a stifled moan as your head flew back to the door. Trying to catch your breath as Toji slipped out his middle finger and pressed it to his ring finger. Low groans leaving his lips and vibrating onto your clit, feeling his wet digit against the other. Slipping his two fingers back into you, moans leaving your mouth as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Your fingers tugging at his scalp, feeling his tongue swirl against you. Toji’s thick fingers scissoring inside of you made your back arch against the closed door. Eyes closed tight as you squirmed, feeling his lips suck on your clit, his fingers pressing against the spot that made your toes curl. Loud moans leaving your lips, a shiver ran down your spine as his tongue sped up, cracking your eyes open and looking down at him, feasting on your cunt like he hadn't eaten in decades. The hand on the wall moving to hold the locked doorknob, feeling yourself come undone in his mouth. Thrusting your cunt into his mouth, “I’m coming-” You muttered, your grip on his head made Toji groan against your cunt, feeling himself almost cum untouched in his pants.

His lips not leaving your cunt as you let out quick gasps, moans littered with small ‘wait-’ as he sucked relentlessly. The fingers inside of you curling upwards, making you lift yourself onto the tips of your toes. Gasping sharply as your mouth hung open, feeling Toji lift himself so his mouth would stay on your cunt. His hand goes to the back of your thigh, pulling you back down. Both your hands on the side of his face, trying to push his mouth away from your now overstimulated clit. “Fffuck!” you moaned, looking down at him as he took another orgasm from you. Your hips buckled into his mouth as he slowed his pace. Small moans leaving your lips as he slowly slid his fingers out of you, shuddering when his lips finally pulled away from your cunt. Looking down to see him also looking down to his gray sweats. A wet spot right where his cock would be. Heavy pants leaving your lips as you finally regained your thoughts. ‘Did he cum just by eating me out?’ your mind was reeling at the sight before you. Hearing a shivering sigh leave his lips as he came down from what you had just forced out of him. He looked up at you, softer eyebrows than before at the realization that you had made him cum untouched. Not once in his life had that ever happened, his lips parted as you caressed his cheek. ‘Is this embarrassment?’ Toji thought, knowing that seeing you try to make him feel better only made his cock throb in his pants, and start to rise again. This time the want to fuck you wasn’t in his mind. It was something deeper, something primitive glimmered in his eyes as he arose. Standing before you with a stern look on his face, as though you had done something wrong. Not even bothering to tilt his head down to look at you, his eyes were the only thing that were angled. The hand was just inside of you, raising and stopping mere centimeters in front of your lips. Toji’s lips mouthing ‘Open’ as your hands clutched onto his forearm. Eyes not leaving his as you opened your mouth and pulled his hand closer to you. Placing an open mouth kiss to the tips of his fingers. Tasting yourself and letting out a low hum. His jaw clenching when he saw you kiss down his fingers, licking up the side of them before wrapping your lips around him. Eye twitching while thinking- ‘if this is how you suck my fingers-’ picturing your pretty lips around his fat cock, the image of his cum garnishing your face made him crack his lips open. Feeling your hand roam up to hold onto his palm, eyeing how your fingers could barely cover his palm. Just his palm.

Your lips dragging up Toji’s thick fingers, your eyes lit up with pride at how well you cleaned them. Slipping them from your mouth and placing a small kiss to the tips of them. Smile creeping onto Toji’s lips at seeing how good you were. Almost picturing you wrapped in just a bow, a present just for him. Thinking about how he wanted to fuck you, which one of his fantasies he wanted to fulfill, looking into your eyes. Seeing you lean into his face, pressing a kiss to his lips before whispering, “How do you wanna fuck me.” Smile on your lips as you saw his eyes shine. Smile now evident on his lips as he pressed a firm kiss to your lips, his hands pulling you from the doorway and guiding you onto the bed. His hands gently pushing you to lay on your back. Propping yourself onto your elbows and seeing him between your knees. Pulling his cream colored sweater off and tossing it. Your lip tucked between your teeth as you scanned his physique. Toji’s fingers fishing in the deep pocket of his sweats, a flash of pain on his face when he felt the wrapper touch his hand. Holding it in his teeth before tugging his pants down, seeing his cock spring to freedom. Smile on your face as you watched him slide the second skin on. Kneeling onto the bed, before his hands slid up your thighs. Playful smile on your lips as he pressed a kiss to them. Slowly moving you both higher up the bed, resting your head onto the pillows as his hand angled your bottom to turn over. Only he didn't break the kiss, forcing only your bottom half to twist. Leaving you on your side, your hands holding your torso up to face him. Feeling his lips pull away from you. Hand on your ass to keep you still as you looked up at him. Feeling his cock graze your slick entrance, a small hiss leaves Toji’s lips as he slowly pushed his hips towards you. His fat tip making you whine, feeling your cheeks turn warm and wanting to turn over and put your face into the pillows. The position he had you in made this feel too exposed. Too intimate. Toji’s hand going to hold you by your jaw, seeing you start to turn over. Low groan leaving his mouth before he spoke, “Mm, wanna see your face while I fuck you.” he murmured, making your cunt squeeze around him in response, smile on his lips as he drove himself further into you. His hand goes from your jaw to your cheeks, holding your face tightly before pressing a wet kiss onto your pursed lips. A line of spit connecting him to you before he tightened his hand, making your lips part. Gathering spit onto his tongue and spitting it into the gap your lips made. Everything inside of Toji tells him to thrust his cock into you, hard. But he couldn't risk it, he wasn't going to risk not having you come back to him.

Toji’s slow hips pressing against your ass, his hand on your thigh pushing it further up so he could get a better view of his cock disappearing inside of you. The hand on your face going to your tit as he pressed you to turn your upper body, more than you were already doing. Making you let out a choked whine, feeling him start to contort your body further and further. Your hand is going to push his hip in hopes he’d look up to see your face of pain. The trance your cunt put him in snapped when he heard your moans turn to whines, looking up to see fat tears fall from your eyelashes. Struggling to keep the slow rhythm as he leaned down to kiss you, easing his grip on your skin. His lips soothing the ache before you pulled away, “Please- Harder.” whiny tone in your words as you looked into his eyes. Toji almost came when he heard you, sliding his cock out of you slowly. Dragging the ridge of his tip past your sweet spot. Looking into your pained face before harshly thrusting into you. Hearing a small yelp fall from your lips, quickening his pace and seeing a smile form onto your lips at his thrusts. The sound of your moans was music to his ears. The same desperate moans you had gifted him the first time he fucked you, now leaving your lips again while he drilled into you. The sound of his heavy balls slapping against your ass made you smile even harder if that were possible. Feeling your hand clutch onto his that rested onto your thigh only gave him more motivation, to keep fucking into you the way you begged him to. Feeling his knees tire at his firm thrusts, he laid onto his side close behind you. His hand angling your head to look into his eyes. His hips thrusting into you hard, your nose brushing against his as you felt his hand go down to your closed thighs, urging you to open them with his hand. Hooking your leg to the back of his knee. Not even bothering to separate his digits before pressing his fingers to your hardened clit, moving his hand swiftly back and forth. His eyebrows pinched upwards as he felt your cunt squeeze his cock. Opening his mouth with a low groan when he saw your eyes close. Your hand holding the back of his head, breathing the same air as him while you came undone onto his cock. Opening your eyes and looking at him, before pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. Eyes half lidded as he pressed his lips to yours firmer. Feeling his hips stutter against your ass, throaty groans leaving his lips as he came inside the condom. Slowing his pace against you, exhaling as he rested his forehead to your temple.

Raising your hand to caress his neck as his thrusts slowed, hearing Toji gulp into your ear. Trailing the hand that was on your clit to rest onto your side. Biting his lip to silence his moan when he felt your cunt suck him back in when he tried to pull out. Unhooking your leg from his thigh and letting it fall atop the other, your face now looking away from him. Struggling to keep your eyes open, feeling his warmth behind you only made you want to fall asleep even more. Feeling his lips press a gentle kiss onto your shoulder, dread in his eyes when he slowly pulled out of you. Rolling over to lay on his back, hand resting on his torso. Turning his head slightly as he looked at your exposed nape. The want to stay here, in bed with you, was strong. But not strong enough for him to actually stay. Furrowing his eyebrows when he felt his hand lift off his sternum to reach for you. Pulling it back before sitting up, flinging his legs off the edge of the bed. Rolling off the filled condom, noticing he came alot more than he usually did. Tying a small knot at the top and tossing it to the trashcan next to the bed. Looking over to see your back, seeing it fall and rise as though you were asleep. Closing his eyes before standing, picking up his soiled sweats before he heard you turn over. “Before you go-” you slurred, sitting up and looking over at him.

Toji knew that this was too good to be true, here you go asking him questions- “Could you pass me my wallet?” You slouched over yourself, looking at his face. Seeing his hands drop his sweats and go to where you kicked off your slacks. Rummaging through the pockets and pulling out a small bag, walking back to the bed and sitting in front of you. Placing it on your hand, “S’been eating away at me-” you murmured, unzipping the small bag and pulling out a money clip. Seeing you pull the folded money from it and look at him, “How much do I owe you?” You asked, genuine tone in your voice. Seeing your face relaxed and coated with a sheen of afterglow. Plump lips and not caring if you were still naked atop the bed. Smirk on his lips seeing you look at him seriously. “Nah, you don't owe me anything.” He replied, seeing you furrow your eyebrows. “What? No- I took up your time. I have to pay you something.” You rebutted, turning your head slightly to show your confusion. “Hmm- I’ll settle on lettin’ you pay for the room.” He replied, standing up and walking over to his sweats again, grimacing when he saw his mess. You looked up at the ceiling as you thought about it. ‘Doesn't he make them pay for the room and his services?’ you recalled, hand full of cash while you watched him put on his pants. Tiredness making you blink slowly as you process his words, “So I don't have to pay for your time?” You asked, once more before he left. “You always ask this many questions?” He snapped at you, holding his coat in his hand as he looked over at you. Lips pursed in defeat, not saying anything else. Toji, feeling ‘bad’, walked to the chair at the corner of the room, grabbing the thin sheet that was always there. Unfolding it somewhat and walking over to you, placing it over your legs. Seeing you look up at him, your pupils the size of saucers. Leaning in close to your face, smile on his face- “What's your name again?” he asked, hunched over with his nose centimeters from yours, furrowing your eyebrows at his question. Saying your own name in a confused tone, almost a question.

He repeated your name, calling out to you. Placing his hand to the side of your face, “Sweetheart?” he asked again, at this point just teasing you, “You call me anytime you need. Hm?” He mumbled, lowering his face closer to yours. You slowly nodded your head. Closing your eyes as he pressed a wet kiss onto your lips. Pulling away and looking into your eyes. “I'll see you on Friday.” he hummed, dropping his hand from your face and turning away from you. Hearing you mumble a small ‘mmkay’ before walking to the doorway, hearing you shuffle into the bed. Looking back to see you laying on your stomach, the money in your hand now carelessly splayed on the empty space next to you. Hearing you start to breathe heavier, walking back and carefully picking up the cash, feeling the bundle form in his hand. The same thought from last time popping into his head, shrugging it off and stuffing it back into your small wallet. Gently placing it onto the side table next to you before walking to the doorway again, purposefully leaving his cream sweater, knowing you wouldn't have anything to wear when you'd leave. Putting on his coat and zipping it up to hide the fact he didn't have a shirt. Seeing your clothes in front of the door, seeing how desperate he was earlier. Not even bothering with the buttons of your shirt. Malicious smile on his lips when he saw your black panties on the floor. Picking them up and stuffing them into his pocket before leaving. Whilst walking out, pulling his phone out, swiping away all the useless messages and missed calls. Going to your contact and changing your name on his phone, now that he actually knew what to call you. Typing ‘203’ at the end of it. Before walking onto the sidewalk, the setting sun reminded him that these were his peak hours of work. One word filled his head when he remembered he actually had to work; Dread.

merry christmas eve!!!!!! for my fellow hispanics, this is christmas day for us. so excited to get all dressed up and hang out in the living room till 12 am to open presents. i will 100% write more for choso later, wish i could now, but i need to sleep.

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de-bauchry · 4 months

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✫Escort!Toji✫

MDNI

Pairing: Escort!Toji x Afab!Reader

content: some plot, no use of y/n, reader is a frustrated office worker, toji fucks ur coworkers, reader masturbates to thoughts abt toji, reader isnt a virgin, sub!reader, toji is a bully, teasing, brief oral (f receiving) orgasm denial if u squint, manhandling, missionary n doggy, spanking like once, rough, HE SPITS IN READERS MOUTH, no aftercare:( multiple orgasms (f & m) Toji contemplates stealing ur money ,proofread ONCE

Word count: 4.5k

(a.n) I wrote this in like two hours cause I got sooo bored. I wrote this while listening to 'todas mueren por me' by cartel de Santa :D

You found yourself on your lunch break with your female coworkers, in the cafe below the offices you worked at. Only having worked there a week or so, new to the city and lacking friends. Quiet as they spoke of their full lives while they ate their sandwiches. Older divorced women with a few kids, you didn't really fit in with them. They were elegant women, experienced in life and sure of what they wanted out of it. You sat surrounded by them, your hands on your mug of coffee as they spoke about mortgages and how there's a stomach bug going around the school. One of them called your name, pulling you from your thoughts as you looked up at them, “Do you have a husband?” One of them asked, seeing your face fall. “No i don't-” you spoke up, seeing a few of them smile when they heard you. “And a boyfriend?” another asked, “No-” you tried saying. “But you're so pretty! New play thing in the city- how could you not have a boyfriend?” One of them asked. Their questions were not to get to know you. Their voices coated in passive aggressiveness. “Speaking of- I found a new rent-by-the-hour companion.” one of them chirped, pulling her phone out and showing them a picture. Forgetting the past conversation as you started to gather your belongings. Hearing the women swoon over the picture, “This one, he's different. He gets down to it like no other. And he's not nice like the others are. He fucks like he hates you.” you heard her say as you walked away.

You had heard rumors that this city was littered with “companions” for lonely women and men. It didn't take long for you to hear the older women of the office talk about them. Trading videos and pictures like they were pokemon. If you were being honest, you found it strange. But you knew why people would pay. You knew what that kind of loneliness felt like. How good it feels to touch another person. To feel their warmth. But your morals couldn't let you hire one. Not desperate enough to have sex with a stranger. The next few days the ladies of the office kept praising this new wonder of a man. On one occasion seeing his picture, seeing that this wonder of a man was actually attractive. For weeks you kept hearing more and more. This one man sticking longer than the others did. Hearing their descriptions of his body, of his cock. It got to the point that you contemplated filing a sexual harassment claim with HR, but knowing that the women had seniority, and one of them was head of the HR department. You knew filing the complaint would bring on more harm than good. So you kept quiet, practically forcing yourself to listen to these conversations. One day after your lunch break, one of the nicer women called your name. Asking you to wait up. “How are you feeling, hon?” she asked, her face showing genuine worry for you. “I’m okay, just haven't been able to sleep all that great.” You replied, eyebags showing through your makeup. “Here, hold on.” she said, pulling out her notepad and writing something down, “This is Toji’s phone number- he's helped me sleep like no other.” She smiled, handing you a piece of paper. “He's always taking on new clients.” she smiled, hand on your shoulder as you looked at the paper. “If you're ever looking for a companion for a few hours.” She finished, walking past you and disappearing between the cubicles. You looked down at the paper, grimacing as you read the numbers, seeing ‘Cash only’ written below it.

That paper sat on your nightstand for weeks. Not wanting to throw it out incase of an emergency. Living in the new city without friends was rough. The only things that filled your days were work and sleep. You had thought back to the one time you had sex, your first year in college with a drunk frat guy. Didn't last longer than 10 minutes, feeling disgusted at his sweaty body on top of you. “Companion for a few hours huh.” you thought out loud, looking over at the paper. The exhaustion of your job eating away at you. Not even being able to please yourself late at night. It was frustrating, celibacy was frustrating. Until one night you tried to masterbate, porn not doing anything for you and thoughts of this Toji guy flooded your brain. Remembering how they described him. Tall and muscular. How he ate them out with so much fury. Feeling your heartbeat rise and a heat shiver down your core. Closing your eyes and picturing the photo they passed around. That was the first time you had come since moving there. Right after you thought you'd give it a chance, not satisfied with your hand and wanting to feel warmth. Besides, everyone is doing it right? Would it be so bad if you tried it once?

Your shaky thumb typed in the phone number, pressing messages as you typed. ‘Hello, I got your phone number from my coworker, Agatha. Just wanted to see if you were available for service.’ You typed, cringing at how formal it sounded. And you always hated texting, especially new people. Pressing send as you instantly regret your decision. A few minutes passed, fiddling with your fingers to see if he would respond. A ding came from your phone as you flew to open it. Only seeing a link to the maps app. Opening it and seeing directions for a love hotel, ‘Friday, 8PM.’ another message dinged as your eyebrows rose. You gulped, wondering if you were going to be trafficked or murdered by a strange man just because you didn't have patience to try and find a partner. It was wednesday evening, knowing that your nerves wouldn't be settled for two whole days made you uneasy. The lack of his care of who you were or what you looked like also made you realize that it really was just for money.

The next day was horrible, the feeling in your gut didn't settle. Hearing how highly the women spoke of him. “Last night he was taking me from the back, and I felt him move and I looked back to see him texting someone!” she exclaimed, somehow it was a compliment. But you felt your heart stop knowing that he was messaging you while fucking your coworker. That evening you couldn't sleep. Picking your phone up and looking at the love hotel location again. You felt uneasy, like anticipation was building inside of you but not in a good way. Friday came flying in, the work day was slow. So slow that you swore that everytime you looked at the clock it went back five minutes. You finally got off at 5:30, walking home to prepare. Taking a hot bath as you thought of how badly this could go. Getting out and blow drying your hair, getting ready as though it was a first date. Lotioning your entire body as you waited for your clothes to finish drying. Dragging a darker lipstick on your lips, spraying perfume on your wrists and spreading it to the back of your ears. Putting on the warm clothes fresh out the dryer. Looking into the mirror before leaving, getting a ding on your phone as you gathered your keys.’Ask for me at the desk.’ it read. 7:37 on the clock as you walked out. Your cheeks were warm while walking to the uber you ordered, so if he was a creep, he wouldn't know what car you drove. Wallet stuffed with cash as you didn’t know how much he would charge you. The driver made a face at you through the rear view mirror, seeing the name of the hotel from the window. You stepped out, looking at the tall building and seeing the glass doors. Walking inside to be greeted by the front desk. Smile on their face as they asked how they could help you, “I'm looking for Toji’s room?” you asked, looking at the small sign on the desk that showed the prices per hour to rent the rooms. Seeing her look down to the computer and look through the reservations. “4th floor, room 203.” She smiled, her hand pointing you to the elevators.

You started to feel the lower part of your stomach churn, seeing the numbers flash on top of the elevator as it took you up floor by floor. The doors beeped open as your eyes laid on the dim hallway. Red colored doors as you walked passed them hearing muffled sounds of moans coming from them. Your heart was pounding as you walked past room 200. Stepping passed room 202, inhaling sharply before standing in front of room 203. Your hand hesitated to knock, flinching your wrist back before knocking three times. You heard heavy footsteps walking towards the door, hearing the lock come undone and seeing the black door handle turn. You gulped, eyebrows furrowed as you waited for the door to open. Blinking and seeing him. A giant of a man before you. Face stern as his eyes scanned you. His eyebrows furrowed, not expecting you to be much younger than his usual clients. “Toji?” you asked, looking up to his face as you noticed a scar on his lip. “Come in.” He demanded, his voice deeper than you expected, letting go of the door and leaving a small space for you to walk through. You swallowed, stepping past the entrance and leaving your doubts at the door. Eyes scanning the clean room, lights dim and the curtains open. Flinching when you heard him close the door. “I charge per hour.” He spoke up, walking up behind you as his hands went to your coat. Causing you to slightly jump. His hands pulled your coat off of you, hanging it on one of the hooks behind the door. “Or per service if that’s what you prefer.” He spoke close to your ear, sending shivers down your spine. “Whichever is fine.” You mumbled, feeling his massive hands rest on your hips, guiding you to the bed. You sat down on the edge, looking up at him as he looked down at your curled eyelashes. He kneeled down to your feet, his hands going to your shoes, slipping them off slowly as you watched him. Rolling down your knee high socks and tossing them. His hands sliding up your calf as he reached for your skirt, “How do you want it.” He stated, it wasn't a question, he sounded like he already knew the answer. “Want…It?” you asked, feeling his hands go up your thighs slowly.

He leaned over, smirk on his face as he whispered in your ear. “How do you want me to fuck you.” He clarified, you felt his hand slip past the hem of your skirt, kneading the plush of your thighs. “Gentle, please.” You whispered back, feeling his body stiffen at your response. Only being used to women telling him they wanted it rough. He pulled back, looking at you in your eyes. Noticing the features on your face. His hand going closer to your core, pulsating already from his words. He leaned you back, landing on your elbows as you propped yourself up to see him, his free hand tracing down your side down to the zipper on the side of your skirt. His thick fingers slowly pulled it down as slipped your skirt down. Toji’s hand guiding it down to your ankles, hands sliding up and settling on your knees. His eyes make eye contact with the wet spot forming in your panties. He spread your thighs, leaning in closer and blowing cool air to your clothed cunt. A needy whine escaped your lips, he leaned in. His tongue slipped past his lips as he licked at the wet spot. Making you almost jump. A smile on his lips seeing how reactive you were. His hand came up from your thigh, leaning his head back as his thumb dragged from the bottom of your now soaked pantied, up to your clit. You shivered. “I haven't even done anything and you're already this wet?” he asked, voice low as you whined. Toji’s thumb teasing the tip of your clit as the other held your hip in place. All you wanted was to grind down on his teasing fingers. But his strong hand wouldn't let you. You could feel the mess in your panties soak down to your ass, back arched as he teased your clit. “Don't tell me you're already gonna cum just from this?” his tone soaked with cockiness, smile on his face as he teased you, you couldn't let out any words, feeling his thumb rub against you harder as he kissed at your thighs. Only letting out small moans at his teasing. Toji felt your leg shake against his side, knowing your orgasm was close. “How pathetic.” he cooed, seeing you buck your hips up against his thumb, seeing white behind your eyes as he degraded you. Cumming at his cruel words.o pent up that it didnt take much for your first orgasm. He smiled, seeing you come undone by nothing. His fingers traced up to your hips, pulling your panties down, the wet cloth sticking to your cunt as he exhaled, pleased seeing you squirm. His cock throbbed in his pants, seeing your glistening cunt. Clit blushed and practically begged him for attention. “Oh, this simply won't do.” he said, clicking his tongue as his index finger traced your lips as he tried pressing it into your pulsating cunt.

Feeling a thick finger slide past your entrance, lip in your teeth as you felt Toji’s thumb on your clit again. The rest of his hand firm on your tummy as he circled it slowly. You hissed feeling his finger curl up, you knew you said gentle but this was agonizing. This wasn't gentle anymore, this was tortuous. He watched as you arched your back, pulling his finger out and looking at your face. His eyes half lidded as he held it before him, “Open your mouth.” He demanded, his thumb rubbing firm circles on your clit, soft whines from your lips at his words. Your eyebrows curled upwards, opening your mouth slightly as you saw his hand come closer to your mouth. Placing it on your plush lips, feeling your own juices on your lips as he pressed it in. Your lips closed around it as your hand went up to his wrist. Holding the side of his palm as you sucked on his thick finger. Moans from your mouth vibrating around it. Tasting yourself on him. His face was decorated with a sinister smirk. Seeing how eager you were. Toji slowly pulled his finger out of your mouth, seeing how you licked it clean. Tilting his head slightly as it went down again, this time pressing his middle and ring finger at your entrance, circling it as you felt the resistance from your entrance. His eyes on your flushed face, looking at how your eyebrows furrowed at feeling the tips of his fingers press into you. You whined, his thumb not going fast enough on your clit to give you another orgasm. Toji felt the want to kiss you, leaning into your face as he worked at your cunt. His thick fingers sliding into you as you squirmed under him, his body now pressed against you as his tongue was deep in your mouth. Toji groaned, being able to taste you on your own tongue. His cock now leaking as his fingers disappeared inside of you. Your cunt squeezed around his fingers as you felt the hand that was on your clit stop circling it. Eyes rolling to the back of your head when the thumb on the same hand that was thrusting into you replaced it. By then Toji couldn't help himself, his hand going to his cock as he felt your cunt squeeze around his fingers trying to keep them inside, pleads falling from your lips. You pulled away from him, “Let me cum-” you whined, your hand on his clothed shoulder as his pace didn't speed up. “Do you think you deserve another one?” He asked, his hand on his cock speeding up as he palmed himself through his pants. “Please-” You whined, looking into his eyes with tears forming in them. Toji felt his cock throb, seeing you beg for him to let you cum almost made him bust in his pants. He groaned, feeling your spongy walls pulsate around him as his lips brushed against yours.

“Come.” He demanded, his fingers speeding up, your poor clit being abused by his thumb as the hand on his clothed cock sped up. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your mouth falling open as you felt him take your orgasm from you. His nose scrunched, seeing your face churn as he abused your cunt. His cock releasing inside his pants. Toji pressed his hot mouth to your open one, his groans vibrating in you as you felt his thumb keep its fast pace against your clit. Making you squirm. Your hips bucked up against him as he pulled his fingers out of you. His thumb falling from your clit as his lips fell from yours, pulling his fingers up between your lips, he groaned seeing that you had creamed around them. He looked into your eyes as he slipped them into the mouth, craving the brief taste that he tasted on your tongue earlier. Your eyebrows furrowed seeing his actions, your cunt squeezing against nothing in reaction. You leaned in, licking at his knuckles while your eyes never left his. Licking up the mess that had dripped down his hand. Toji pulled his fingers out, pressing them against your lips. His mouth opened as he watched you kiss them. Inhaling air as you looked at him through your thick eyelashes. Dried streams of mascara beneath your eyes as he felt his cock harden even more. He took his free hand and traced it up your leg, slowly inching you up the bed till you were pressed against the pillows. His hand slipped up your knitted shirt, pulling it up above your tits. Pretty pink bra holding back what he ached for. His lips brushed against yours as he cupped one of your breasts, the other going to your back. You lifted your shoulders so he could release you from the cute pink prison that held your breasts. Your hands pull your top off, feeling Toji’s fingers undo the clasps. He pulled it off of you and wasted no time latching to your neglected nipple, the other kneading your soft tit. He groaned when he inhaled, feeling the scent of your perfume and the sweetness of your skin fill his nose. At that moment, Toji had forgotten what he was there for. His cock made decisions for him as his mouth sucked harshly on your nipple.

You whined, your hands holding his head as the other went to his clothed shoulder. “I want you inside.” You moaned, feeling his teeth graze your nipples. Toji pulled away, his back straightening as he looked down at you. Cock so hard he was sure it would rip a hole through his pants. He pulled his shirt off, revealing scars on his chest and a prominent v line. His happy trail made your cunt throb. He reached into his pocket, finding the small square of foil, placing a corner to his teeth as he ripped it open. You nibbled on your lip, seeing the gold foil read ‘magnum’. He slipped his soiled pants down, kicking them off as you hissed seeing his thick cock. The tip was bright pink, precum falling from his slit and the shaft dark at the base. Your eyes scanned his heavy balls. Propped on your elbows as you looked at it, mouth watering at the sight, you knew it was going to rip you in half. But you were always up for a challenge. You saw him place the rolled up rubber on his leaking tip. Seeing his hand roll it down to his base. Cock so huge that the condom didn't even reach the base, stopping an inch or two above. If it was up to Toji, he would've gone raw. But he didn't want to risk it, knowing you were a new client. He propped himself above you, placing a wet kiss to your lips as he pressed the tip of his fat cock to your entrance. You whined against his mouth, Toji pulled away seeing his face wasn’t as stern as before. His eyebrows knitted as he muttered, “Open your mouth” his teeth clenched seeing you obey him without hesitation. His eyes on yours. He sucked his tongue, collecting saliva in his mouth before spitting it on your tongue. Toji’s fat head pushing at your entrance. You felt it sting as you swallowed his spit. He hissed seeing you swallow so eagerly. His head now fully in your cunt. “It's so big-” you whined, your hand going down to his shaft and guiding him to go deeper, your poor cunt starved of cock for too long. He groaned, hearing your whiney tone but still taking it. Feeling his cock go deeper inside of you. You let out a loud moan, feeling his tip curve up to your sweet spot. His hips trying their best not to shove his cock fully into you, knowing his pay depended on this. He groaned, his hands went to your hips. He couldn't take it, he flipped you over. Manhandling you as his hands fell to your ass. You moaned feeling his cock shift inside of you. Your face buried in the pillows as he pushed himself into you. Now on your knees with your back arched. Sweat made his hair stick to his forehead as he looked down at you. His hands groping handfuls of your plump ass as he bit his lip. Throwing his head back as you clenched around him.

You moaned into the pillows as you felt him start to pull out of you. His size causing tears to fall from your face, black streams falling from your cheeks onto he white pillows. His thrusts started slow, but little by little he thrusted faster, wanting to cum inside so badly. He gave you a firm spank on your ass causing you to cry out. Frustration in his groans as his hand found its way to the nape of your neck. Pulling you up to him as your eyes cried, feeling another orgasm pool in your womb. “You’re so fucking tight.” he groaned into your ear, his hand on your neck as the other held your hip up. His thrusts harder into you, bullying your poor cunt as he snaked his hand down to your clit. Your hands reached down to his hips that snapped to your ass at light speed, in hopes to relieve the ache from it. Feeling like his rough thrusts were some kind of punishment. Trying to push his cock out a little so it wouldn't sting. You cried out as his thrusts became faster as you came on his cock, his finger on your clit as his hand on your neck roamed up to your cheek. “Please- Please-Please-” you cried out feeling overstimulated, moaning as his cock pulled out of you, leaving only the tip inside, before ramming it in again. Toji’s hand on your face holding you up as your knees wobble. Struggling to keep yourself up right. He looked down to see his cock slipping in and out of you. Groaning when he saw you cream around him. His fingers on your clit made you cum again, your knees buckled forcing you to fall back down, trying to hold yourself up on your knees. His cock not even hesitating to stop as he used you. Toji’s hands now holding your hips up so he can angle himself. “Fuucckk-” he moaned, your cunt still tight around him as he heard your cries into the mattress. He snapped his hips forward. Feeling his orgasm flow out of him. Wishing he had cum inside of your pretty cunt. He thrusted into you once more, slow as his body twitched. His big hands on your waist as he placed his forehead on your back, placing wet kisses to your spine. Keeping his cock inside of you as you exhaled. He pulled himself out of you, seeing the mess in between your thighs as he tipped over next to you on his back. Heavy breathing as he felt his cock soften. He looked over at you, a smile on your face as your eyes fluttered closed. Smeared makeup around your eyes as he came down from the high. His eyebrows now softened, his face fucked out as though that was some kind of therapy for him.

He sat up, taking the filled condom and tossing it in the trash. Standing up and walking to the chair in the corner of the room. You flipped over, hazy eyes looked at his body. Seeing him pick up a thin sheet off the chair and tossed it to you. He slipped his soiled pants back on not caring if people saw his mess, a small smile on his face as he saw you nuzzled up to the pillows. Silence filled the room as he put his clothes on, reaching down to where he had tossed your panties, discreetly picking them up and sliding them into his pocket as his prize. He looked over at you, already asleep as he walked to your coat. He hesitated in taking the money out of your wallet. Normally he didn’t enjoy sex with his clients, always bored while fucking. But it didn’t feel right charging you for fucking. Knowing you had asked for him to be gentle, guilt in his stomach knowing he used you for his own pleasure. Knowing he was too rough. He settled on just letting you pay for the room, thinking it was some sort of compromise. Heavy feet walking over to your sleeping body. His cock throbbing as he saw your hard nipples through the thin white sheet. Filthy thoughts clouded his mind as he considered waking you up fuck again. Cock hardening as he reminisced on how tight you were. He wondered why you were trying to pay for sex. Considering you were younger than his usuals, and much, much more beautiful than they were. He leaned down, placing a wet kiss to your sleeping lips before leaving. Noticing a pep in his step as he walked out of the hotel. Toji knew that he had to save your number in his phone. Wanting to know if it was you if you texted him again. Only to see he didn't even catch your name, saving your name in his phone as “Tight cunt” with a smile on his lips. Hoping you'd shoot him a text again, and soon.

I hope there's an audience for this one, this has been a thought ive been fighting the whole day. im already thinking abt pt 2 help me. I hate him sm he's such a bum. nobody tell choso ok

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de-bauchry · 4 months

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🔞 MDNI | Kinktober: Knife Play 🔞

🎃 Slasher!Toji x Fem!Reader 🎃

TW: Non-con, obsessed serial killer, reader bound and gagged, slight choking, knife usage, use of a pet name (doll), mentions of stalking, insinuated kidnapping, age gap (Toji in his mid thirties, reader in early to mid twenties), creampie, sideways position.

tags: @stygianoir @uzxotic @shes-so-insane

You never believed in monsters. The stories your parents told you as a kid were nothing more than that. Stories. Lies that parents told children to keep them in line, and you knew that. It was why you never fell into the paranoia that swept over your city with the latest string of murders. Some crazed lunatic that snuck in through open windows and sliced the throats of their victims before leaving without a trace. Maybe you were asking for it when you decided to leave your window cracked one night, or perhaps you were just wanting to see if they would show. Either way, you knew one thing: you weren’t afraid of a monster. Or so you thought.

You didn’t have time to even comprehend what was happening through the daze of exhaustion. Having woken up once you felt large hands move along your body before they roughly turned you over. That was when the fear kicked in, but it was too late by then, as your wrists were bound together tightly behind your back by cable. You tried to scream, but it seemed as though the intruder was one step ahead and shoved your panties in your mouth, silencing you.

“Can't have you screamin’, doll,” he drawled. His voice was deep, husky, and it sent a shiver down your spine as you lay in your own bed, completely at his mercy. “Been watchin’ ya for a while now. Pretty careless to leave your window open like that.” He paused, and you felt another shiver run down your spine as his blade slid carefully down your back. His body shifted as he straddled you and leaned his face down to your ear. “Unless it was an invitation,” he whispered. You tried to speak in response, yet your panties muffled the noise, and the man chuckled. “A girl like you ought to be careful. Didn’t your parents ever warn you?” Your eyes widened when his large hands shifted your body, turning you onto your side. “Gonna have a little fun with ya.”

Once again, your sounds were muffled as you tried to speak in protest, to which the intruder blatantly ignored. He was too focused on putting you in position. With you on your side and one leg on the bed while the other was placed over his shoulder, he unzipped his pants and quickly yanked them down. Your room was too dark to see him—not that you could from that angle—but you made a small whining noise when you felt his cockhead slide up against your folds. You should have been ashamed of how wet you had gotten, with your slick coating his tip enough for him to slide in with ease.

Your muscles tensed the further he pushed his cock in, only to pull halfway out before his hips snapped forward harshly. He got himself into a steady rhythm, and aside from your pathetic and muffled moans, the only sounds heard within your room were his grunts and the slapping of his balls against your ass. “Fuck,” he groaned. He relished in the feeling of your cunt as it constantly sucked his dick back inside of you, and his pace soon slowed as he shifted around again. His chest pressed against your back as he lay behind you, and one hand tightened around your ankle, keeping your leg up while his other settled around your neck. The slight pressure applied had you moaning against the panties in your mouth, all while he bullied your pretty cunt with his cock.

The position he had you in, the angle, it felt so good. Too good. Honestly, you really should have been ashamed, but the pleasure that flooded your body from the way he fucked into you clouded your judgement. His breath tickled your ear as he buried his face into your neck. “So good,” he mumbled. “All for me. All for me.” The hand around your throat squeezed a little once more before moving to your mouth, pulling out the panties that kept your sounds muffled. “Talk to me,” he said. “Tell me how good ‘m fuckin’ ya.”

“So good,” you whined. The man groaned at your response and shoved his dick deeper into your cunny. A moan fell from your lips as your head leaned back from the pleasure it gave you. “More,” you panted. “Harder.” His chuckle sent a shiver down your spine as he complied with your request. The pace at which his cock bullied your hole increased, causing your eyes to roll back at the feeling. It was like your pussy was made for him, and only him, but it was starting to feel like too much. You could already feel the way he twitched inside of you, yet he showed no signs of stopping or even pulling out. “Wait, stop—.”

“Shut up,” he growled. Your chest tightened at his tone, but you remained quiet, save for your wanton moaning that echoed off your walls. “Been waitin’ for this.” You didn’t know what he meant by that, and he knew it. You were oblivious to his stalking, and while you were supposed to be another victim, something about you changed his mind. He didn’t know what it was, but all he knew was that he had you now, and there wasn’t a damn thing in this world that would get in the way of that.

His hand moved back to your throat and tightened around it while the other hand squeezed your ankle, and his thrusts increased further as his cock practically hammered into your sopping hole. The lewd squelching only fueled his desire to fuck you even more, and that was exactly what he did—until he was driven over the edge. The man’s hips sputtered as he bucked into you one last time, spilling into you and painting your gummy walls with his cum. His hand around your throat tightened to the point where you struggled to breathe a bit, and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t bring forth an orgasm.

Your release came while your pussy milked him, and he groaned into your ear at the way your walls squeezed him, almost as if coaxing him to cum again. Your mind was in such a daze from the moment that you didn’t feel him slide out of you, however, you did feel him pull your nightgown up over your hips. A sharp hiss slipped out between clenched teeth as the tip of his blade dug into your skin, drawing blood, yet it only lasted for a few minutes. Once finished, the man sat back and admired his work before looking at you.

“I’d kill ya, but I want to keep ya,” he said. His body moved away from you as he slipped his pants back on and gave you one last glance. “I’ll come back for ya later.” All you did in response was nod and pant hard before watching him approach you again. There was a small cutting noise, and you realized that you could now move your hands. When your eyes looked back at him, he was already slipping back out through your window, shutting it before vanishing into the night.

You laid in your bed for a while longer, resting until you got enough strength to head into your bathroom. When you lifted your nightgown, you saw it. Jagged and still bleeding were two letters that seemed to be his initials. T.F. He marked you, yet you didn’t know why, and you would never know until he came back for you a week later.

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de-bauchry · 4 months

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I wanttt toji and full nelson please I wanana see his msucles and veins bulge while he's fucking into me

☆ FAV POSITION ☆

Honestly, this had to be Toji’s favorite position. The way it was a silent show of his strength, the way he could split you on his dick with ease. He loved it !

Toji x reader , full Nelson , jealous sex? Degradation, squirting.

The stretch in your legs would actually feel really refreshing… if it weren’t for the giant man behind you shoving his cock up in you with no regard for your safety at all. The way his giant forearms felt behind your neck made your core buzz. Chin painfully digging into your collarbone. “Fuck Toji ~” you managed to choke out, hands that were locked above you reaching back to grip his void-black hair desperately. “ F-fuck please slow down~” you slurred , drool running down your lip a bit. It was honestly embarrassing, the mess you're in right now. All because you didn’t answer your phone on a night out. “ Toji- I swear I didn-“ you yelped out as his cock hit deep and his balls slapped against your clit, effectively shutting you up. “ I don’t wanna fucking hear that shit” Toji cursed with a yawn, “ you think I actually thought you were cheating!” You felt his pace pick up even more , balls smacking your clit with every thrust now. “ you couldn’t cheat if you wanted to, too addicted to this dick ain’t cha ?” He teased. You let out a pitiful whimper at his words. He’s so fucking dirty , lying about being mad just to fuck you rough. You managed to roll your eyes and lace your voice with annoyance, “ J-Ji I would have let you fuck me rough without a lie”. You sassed , though your voice wobbled. You felt your core tighten as he always managed to fuck you harder than before. “ I know “ he rasped out “ but it’s so much better when your eyes are teary from thinking you disappointed me” he laughed , unlocking you from your entanglement as though he knew his last thrust would send you over the edge. So full of himself. Your body convulsing as he let you go, smirking down on you. It was honestly even more embarrassing than before. Sprawled out , ass up in front of him as you squirted everywhere.

“fuck I love how that position reduces you to the fucking slut you are”

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de-bauchry · 4 months

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i love how everyone’s confused on uraume as if they’re not our non-binary princess

they give very femme transmasc vibes

#uraume #xdddd #jjk #jujutsu kaisen uraume #jjk headcanons

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de-bauchry · 5 months

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jjk spoilers!

the more spoilers I see on gojo the more I realize just how complex his character is…tbh from what I’m hearing I’m moreover disappointed in gege than upset. i think when I first saw gojo I had thought for a spilt second that maybe he was just another op strong dude who cares about nothing but fighting and extremely self conceited but that all changed immediately when I saw his relationship with itadori, heard his goals and how he wanted the generation before him to surpass him. It was very telling that gojo cared about his students, about kids. it was amazing to me how he could be everything all at once? confident yet humble violent yet leveled when he needs to be how he calls the shots no matter what how he considers people in his own way, how he does things and defies his higher ups for the sake of a better future. gojo is a very well written character. very. so if he goes down how everyone says he is? unfortunately I don’t think I will continue watching jujutsu kaisen. seriously. it makes absolutely no sense to rid such an amazing character with great values and goals in life as a man, a sorcerer, a teacher and completely fuck him over by not only amounting him to the person he used to be but not even acknowledging the man he is now and what he’s done for the world and jujutsu thus far. i damn near feel like his endeavors were taken for granted, it’s as if the jujutsu world wants to continue to be fucked up. gojo knows this world is corrupt and he’s doing his best to do something about it, to change it, to raise up and teach the children before him to not only be better than this, but to be reasonable, to be strong, to be better than his superiors, higher ups, and other corrupted sorcerers even better than himself. hes selfish but has shown and done acts of selflessness. gojo isn’t just this idk…the man crazed for fight to see how far his powers can go he’s not some man just wanting to satisfy himself with his abilities he’s doing everything he can.

so I really truthfully hope that this “death” thing that ppl are talking about and these manga panels are just hoax’s like ima remain delusion until I finally see it because it just doesn’t make any sense. the downfall of gojo does not make sense.

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de-bauchry · 5 months

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finally a fic more similar to me ;;))

being sukunas vessel

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he'll tease you whenever you feel horny and berate you for being so pathetically desperate

"enjoying yourself?" a mouth appears on your cheek, catching you off guard. "what the fuck -?!" you slapped it, then it appeared on the back of you hand. "you've been at it for 2 hours now and you still haven't cum. not even once" you felt embarrassed, because he was right. you've been flicking and fingering your hungry cunt, it started to hurt abit by how dry you've gotten. "need help?" snarky as hell. "put your hand down there." you did as he ordered, "closer baby" then pressed your palm flat on your pussy. "good boy" you felt his hand appear on your palm and started licking at your clit, sucked on it and drew circles on it with his tongue. god did it feel heavenly, having known that he's lived a thousand years and had lots of concubines. obviously, he'd be good with his damn tongue.

after finding a coupe fingers he makes you consume it a different way.

"oh look, you have my fingers." his mouth on your cheek, as you were just about to eat it, he stopped you. "ah ah ah, not like that honey." your brows furrowed, why are you taking orders from a curse?! "what?" you scowl. "stick it inside your cunt, then I'll absorb it through there" ended in a chuckle that just made you more red.. slowly, you insert it in knuckle first, it was big and thick, even made you wonder just how big he was a few thousand years ago. you're half way in, but alas, there he goes again "why are you in such a hurry? savor it brat" you whined and pulled it out, sliding it up and down your hole, rubbing your clit with the flat of his finger. "now fuck yourself with it. do it properly now~" in and out it went, gushing out your pussy juices with each thrust, you shoved it aaaall the way in till only the fingertip was left. "I can't absorb it if you don't stick all of it in you know~?"

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a/n: teehee

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de-bauchry · 5 months

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“I Wish For What’s Forbidden”

Sebastian x Fem!Reader x Claude smut

Warnings: threesome, corruption, seb jerking off claude, mirror, breeding, fingering, backshots, penetrating, cussing

wc: 2.5k (lololol)

A contract. That’s all it was supposed to be: just a contract. A demon alongside a human did not exist. Two parallel beings— without a doubt, there could be no human and demon it was always human then demon or vice versa.

You were different from the other humans Sebastian had business with throughout his time in history. Your eyes were different from all those he’s captured a glimpse of. A sort of rage and longing resides in the dunes trapped in your irises. Eyebrows having a furrow to them along with a sweet yet pained frown on your face when you were upset. Which you’ve been more often according to Sebastian’s observation. It wasn’t unusual for a human to get swayed away or distressed but it was foreign to Sebastian seeing you in a constant state of tension…agitation.

The lines in his contract emphasize prioritizing his master’s pleasure. Providing you with what you wish for was his duty as your butler and as the one to consume your soul. It was a vow he made to himself to cherish every bit of your soul. To preserve it. To save it for later. He considered himself lucky to encounter such a human— a soul so fulfilling and delectable for his tainted soul. Simply, you were the human every demon desired.

Claude Faustus on the other hand was well aware of the temptations your soul attracted. He smelled it— frankly, he, too, wouldn’t mind a taste. He found you utterly impossible, though. Handling your volatile soul was something he almost praised Sebastian for doing so well.

Gold irises glanced at Sebastian’s tall stance, descrying the way he watched you dance with a hint of posessiveness. Sebastian notices with a grin on his face, striding towards Claude.

“It’s pleasant to see you tonight,” Sebastian crooned.

“Likewise,” Eyes slowly trailing down your figure, watching a man’s hand slithering to your waist.

“I see the way you watch her,” Sebastian placed a finger on his lips in thought “I’m sure you’d understand why I–”

“Crave her? I get it.” Claude interrupted, watching your hips sway so sensually with the rhythm of the instruments.

“Oh?” Sebastian raises a brow “That makes it easier for me, then.”

Claude turns to Sebastian who slid off his gloves hands. “You see, my lady she hasn’t been feeling the best,”

“Go on.” Claude knew exactly where this was going, he mirrored Sebastian— discarding his gloves.

“Thought we could help her soul…ripen it,” Make it sweeter Sebastian wanted to say “Say, how about we make a deal ourselves?”

Though hesitant, Claude was undeniably hypnotized by the scent of your soul “Deal.”

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You gasp, fluttering your eyes shut from the sensation of Sebastian’s cold— ungloved hands trailing down your bare back. Frigid long fingers tracing shapes on your soft skin. You were undressed, pressed between two clothed— tall, beautiful men.

“Well, aren’t you so eager, m’lady?” his words were teasing, sending shivers down your spine “Isn’t that right, Claude?”

“Certainly,” Claude’s deeper— colder voice whispered into the shell of your ear. His warm hands massaged your tense shoulders causing you to throw your head back onto his broad shoulders— eyes locking, you feel butterflies erupt in your stomach. Considering his displeased look whenever you were around, this was a different side of him which was rather attractive.

Taking his opportunity upon seeing your bare neck, Sebastian brings his hot mouth leaving wet kisses on your neck— sucking on the flesh of your skin until there was slight bruising. His hands find your perky tits, squeezing and pinching your nipples— your mouth parts, soft moans of relief come out of you.

“You’re doing good, Miss— making such pretty noises for us.” Sebastian’s hot breath fanned your glossed-up face, you whimpered in response, grinding up into his tall frame for some friction but he pushed you into Claude who dragged his clothed cock over your slit. Being captured between them, you were a helpless doll in their predator eyes. The wetness between your thighs grew when the two butlers clearly had intense tension that filled the room. Their glances between one another were suffocating— like a silent threat— telling one another something dirty.

“Isn’t she so perfect, Sebastian?” Claude fondled the fats of your ass, the wetness of your cunt and ass made the lewdest, stickiest sounds you’ve ever heard as he continued kneading and squeezing your ass cheeks— clearly enjoying the embarrassed whines that came from you.

Sebastian’s eyes held an animalistic glint, lowering his mouth down to your nipples, pinching and sucking on them, your body itself tasted sweet— the reflection of your soul. His mouth came out with a ‘pop’ sound once he was done swirling and circling his tongue around your sensitive nipple. The filth of having two men having their way with you was arousing as the tension in the room escalated. “Oh, what I’d do to taste your soul right now, m’lady.”

Claude let’s go of your now creamier, soaking ass cheeks that made plopping noises every time you moved. He sits down on the bed—manspread, patting you to sit on his lap, you hesitate knowing you would definitely leave a white stain on his dress pants. You turn to Sebastian whose hair is disheveled— different from his usual tidy look for guidance. Sebastian lightly pushes you onto him, Claude’s smooth hands clutching you in a painful, yet fiery hold.

“Should, we entertain you a little, my gorgeous lady?” There was a hint of possessiveness in the way he said your pet name so deceivingly sweet “What do you say, Claude?”

Claude nods, effortlessly lifting you off his lap, you were sat on the edge of the bed— leaving a trail of your slick on Claude’s lap and onto the expensive mattress. Your eyes widen at the sight of Sebastian slowly undressing Claude, tie in his mouth, his fingers work down unbuttoning Claude’s white shirt, revealing his toned, spotless frame. Muscles on his back flexed as he peered back to make sure you were watching. Sebastian grabbed Claude’s hands, guiding Claude down his body until Claude’s hands were tugging at Sebastian’s shirt.

Sebastian tsked “Tsk tsk tsk, not yet,”

At that, Claude growled more to himself than to Sebastian, growing impatient for some sort of touch. Sebastian caged Claude between his arms, kneeling down until their faces were centimeters apart, licking his lips, Sebastian brushes his lips over Claude’s. You watch, amazed, turned on as their lips collide in a sloppy kiss, both moaning into each other’s mouths. Sebastian’s tongue delved into Claude’s mouth, it was all teeth and tongue— and so wet you could hear the spit between them smacking against their lips with each passionate bite. Claude pulled away, cheeks flushed red, eyes widening in shame when he saw a string of spit connecting between their mouths. Sebastian’s eyes find you, imprisoning you in a trance. Tufts of his hair fell over his face— forehead gleaming with sweat under the gold light of the bedroom.

“You like seeing this?” Sebastian pushes Claude onto the mattress earning a hiss “You like when I touch him like this?”

Sebastian raised a brow, putting on a show for you; straddling Claude’s lap as both his hands came around Claude’s throat choking him, Claude struggled against Sebastian’s unyielding grasp, gasping and grabbing onto Sebastian’s hands for release.

“What is it, Claude?” Gosh, they were enjoying this, weren’t they? Claude clawed at Sebastian's arms moaning like a mess. Your thighs close shut practically begging for something to touch you too.

“Seb-Sebastian p-please–” Claude choked, his cock straining between his pants. Sebastian obeys releasing his hold on Claude’s throat, eyes enjoying the red marks he left on Claude.

“Watch this lady l/n.” Sebastian cooed, hand lowering down to the bulge growing in Claude’s pants, he squeezed it— Claude groaned, glaring up at Sebastian.

His words were like a demand. Claude’s breaths staggered as Sebastian helped him pull his angry, leaking cock out. You bite your lips noting the vicious girth of his cock, the image of him splitting you open wracked your brain as you whimper watching Sebastian smear the precum all over Claude’s twitching cock. “Keep your eyes on us, m’lady.”

“Hngh- Sebastian–” Claude gasped, throwing his head back from the burning sensation of Sebastian's balled hands pumping up and down on his length.

Sebastian's skillful hands stroked Claude’s shaft, palming his length with each ragged exhale from Claude, Claude gripped Sebastian’s shoulders, twitching— release nearing with each agonizingly good pump. Claude hated it. He hated how good Sebastian was at making Claude lose his breath with just his hands. He’d have to get back at him soon.

“Oh fuck— shit— Sebastian…this was not in the contract–” Claude’s stomach muscles clenched, tears brimming the corners of his eyes as he chased his release with Sebastian’s lubed-up palms.

“What? Aren’t you enjoying this? Your dick tells me otherwise,” Sebastian squeezed his hands, hard around his length, making Claude whimper out in pleasure until he was finally ejaculating with a shudder— all over Sebastian’s hands. His jaws clenched, eyes glued shut in utter disbelief, taking in the pleasure shooting through him. White globs of his thick cum spurting out of his tip. You needed it in you.

You find yourself circling your clit with the sight but Sebastian forces it away. Tilting your chin up to look at him, capturing you in a heated, slippery kiss. Tongue exploring your mouth, urging out the taste of your soul, hands clawing on his shoulder as you grew putty under his touch. Claude’s hands working up your thighs, reminding you, that he was there too, and soon, you’d have to deal with both of them. You cry out when Sebastian smears your wetness all over your sopping cunt, his fingers finding their way into the bundle of nerves, working precisely in playing with your clit. Claude’s thick digits work alongside Sebastian, his fingers sliding into your clenching cunt.

“Oh! Right there, Claude— Sebastian— right there!” You didn’t know who to encourage when both were working so well in pleasuring you.

Claude’s digits curving into your walls, Sebastian’s fingers flicking and pinching your clit. You grab onto Sebastian’s arm and Claude’s shoulder, nails digging in both, in an attempt to compose yourself. You cried out nearing your orgasm from the ministration of Sebastian’s fingers and Claude’s knuckle being deep in you. Abdomen clenching as you squirt all over the bedsheets and the two men eyeing you, hungrily.

“Shall we?” Sebastian nods to Claude who is getting behind you, his hands finding the sides of your arms.

“We shall.” Claude leans onto the bedframe, popping you on his thighs, inches away from his still hard and leaking cock. Sebastian gives a sweet smile, slowly and seductively undressing himself. He took his sweet time, amused with how you and Claude watched, impatient— starved.

“Think we’ll be able to fit her Claude?” Sebastian muses, positioning himself between your things with a predatory look in his eyes glazed with lust and adoration all at once. You felt small under the eyes of both butlers— demons. The realization hits. You were being fucked by demons.

“We’ll make it fit.” Claude spat on his cock to lubricate it.

Sebastian pushes the head of his cock past your entrance, tears brim your eyes from just the stretch, you grow anxious when you feel Claude position himself behind you— gulping hard at the lewd imagery across you in the mirror. The room was stuffy; thick, sweaty yet saccharine atmosphere— that of a demon clashing with a human. It smelled of sex.

Without a warning Claude slides in with a low grunt feeling your hot ass clamp down on him, he bit the bottom of his lips to muffle the almost whine that was threatening to slip out. Sebastian smirks, pushing himself in past your creamy folds, and he bottoms out slowly— painfully. The three of you moan in unison, grabbing onto one another.

You because both your tight holes were getting split apart with two huge cocks. The other two cause they could feel each other inside of you. Convulsing into them with each synchronized thrust— you sob out their names, words slurring, mind hazy.

“So fuckin’ tight, madam.” Claude exhaled sliding in and out.

“Such a good girl,” Sebastian tapped your cheeks as a form of praise and also to make sure you were conscious “See how deep we are inside you?”

He pushes his hands onto your lower stomach reaching to the place where his dick was pumping through your warm, spongy walls. You twitch feeling him feel himself through your stomach. Was that humanly possible?

“Ngh– too big!” You sobbed, eyebrows furrowed tongue lolling out with drool each time they both moved inside of your guts. Sebastian moaned, his sounds were heavenly, you almost came just from hearing his blissful sounds.

“D-don’t stop,” you plead, throwing your head back onto Claude’s shoulders— he thrusted upwards into your organs. The two sweaty beings relished in the warmth of your womb and organs. Corrupting every bit of your being.

Their unbelievable length and dangerous grith stretched you open, deliciously. Watching the way their cocks disappeared into your body meeting one another inside of you. You felt used up, manhandled, limp— like you no longer had the power over your own body as they pounded into you from both sides relentlessly.

This— This was a demon’s true nature. Reasoning yourself was no good when you felt so ecstatic from each frantic thrust and vigorous rock of their hips. Their balls slapping onto your ass with loud smacks. Viscuous cocks slipping in and out of your dripping hole, you cry, hands finding stability on Sebastian's back— you moan into the crook of his neck.

Claude grabs your neck, turning your teary face to his— away from Sebastian. He kissed consuming your soul in another way, a lingering kiss that held a pinch of bittersweetness

“Let us take care of you, Ms. l/n.” Claude bit your bottom lip to savor the taste of your mouth.

“So pretty and wet for us, m’lady, so… absolutely stunning.” Sebastian grabbed Claude's hair pulling him into another heated kiss, you whimper seeing how their jaws moved passionately as their mouths clashed.

Claude rocked into you one last time before thick spurts of his cum filled up your insides. Sebastian soon follows, filling you up with his white—precious cum, emptying himself in you with an unexpected moan. And you cum too, so good, milking Sebastian and urging Claude, three of your riding out your highs. The wet slaps of skin against skin echoed throughout the room and probably down the halls of your mansion. The smell suffocated your senses.

“S-so good…” Sebastian’s breath hitched, his cock slowly pulling out with an embarrassing wet sound from your crying pussy.

“Angh– I’m cumming more!” You look down teary-eyed at the white strings connecting the two of you with wide eyes.

“You did well, madam.” Claude moaned releasing all his cum into your butt. Your stomach felt so full of both their seed you sniffle feeling the slow drag of Claude’s cock inching out of your ass hole. Eyes looking back to see both your cum slathered all over his cock, abs, and your ass cheeks.

“You did perfect, hon.” Sebastian cups your face, embracing your shaking frame— and bringing you into a warm kiss, Claude joins from behind kissing down your neck, soothing the sides of your hips with languid circles of his thumb.

“Shall we reward you?” They both say in unison.

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