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THE GAME | eren x reader, connie x reader, jean x reader, armin x reader, reiner x reader

Summary: what are you supposed to do when your boyfriend promised his teammates that they could have some fun if they win the championship?

18+, (minors/ageless or blank blogs dni or instant block!) WARNINGS/TAGS INCLUDE: black coded reader, 69, oral, nipple sucking, cum eating, 6some (???), male masturbation, squirting, breeding, dirty talk, nipple play, kissing, handjobs, titjobs, fingering, humping/dry humping, choking, facefucking, pussy spanking, finger sucking, pet names, praise, degradation, hair pulling, teabagging, overstimulation, ball stimulation, snowballing

A/N: @kanekisfavoritegf said jock eren so i wanted everyone to tag team 😩🤝🏾 and this took me months but finally finished. since my birthday was this week, this is my birthday present to you guys. xoxo.

tagging: @nneedynymph @minniecums @gardenof-venus @spliffymae @kazushawty

The final seconds had your heart pounding. Tied and neck to neck the entire game had you almost nauseated. Eren had promised a surprise for you when they won, so sitting there the entire night and biting your nails was all that you could do.

So the touchdown had you jumping up from your seat and running into the field. It wasn’t a surprise but you couldn’t contain yourself. He always kept up with his promises but this one was different, you could feel it.

“Baby!” You shouted and with his helmet barely off he did a lopsided grin and ushered you his way, picking you up with ease. “Oh my gosh, your plays were brilliant! I knew you’d do it.”

He smiled and wiped some of the sweat off of his face before he huffed, “I did it all for you. Couldn’t have embarrassed you now could I?” He winked, putting you down and entwining your fingers together.

“Yeah, of course. We’re gonna celebrate the win now, huh?” He raised his eyebrows a bit before he blinked a few times.

“Uh yeah baby. I just need to talk to you about a few things, okay?” You watched his teammates walking back into the locker room, all of them excited and even giving Eren some thumb-up’s you noticed.

“Mhm.” You folded your arms against your chest. “This tells me I’m gonna be pissed.”

“No, no, no…” He scratched the back of his neck. “Well…” He sucked in his teeth. “Just bare with me. Listen okay?”

So you did. You listened to this surprise he planned for you and the promise he planned for his teammates.

“Are you insane?” Was the only thing that left your mouth. You wanted to slap him. But you couldn’t lie, it had you feeling a way… a jolting joy pulsing between your legs. The way he was describing everything had you sweating.

“It was dumb of me. I know, baby. I just… Remember we talked about this ages ago? Me watching some guys take you and how sexy that’d be?”

You both had talked about it. It was a mutual fantasy but to actually engage in it? You gulped, “I…”

“It’ll just be a one time thing. I promise, you know unless…” He trailed off, a hopefulness in his eyes.

“You owe me big time, I hope you know that.” You grumbled as you walked towards the locker room with him hot on your heels.

It was steamy hot and covered in a white sheet of fog as you walked through, Eren’s hand in yours.

“Eren, yooo!” Called Connie before you finally were able to see him. His tanned skin wet and his slim body had your throat dry. “Ah shit, we doing this right now?” His towel fell to the floor and he grinned at you, his thick cock standing and instantly catching your attention. Dark and thick, enough hair covered around him and his balls bulging.

You felt hot but you bit back a groan, noticing the rest of the few boys circling around you and Eren.

It was overwhelming. These were your boyfriend’s friends… his teammates. They knew you and now…

Now, Eren was pulling your shirt down. Your brown nipples are already hard as you look at the boys over. He kisses your neck a few times as his teammates' eyes wander, a few of them staring at your breast, but they are hard to ignore.

Big perky brown boobs, Eren always seemed fascinated by them, using any excuse to grab and squeeze them. Just like he was doing now, tweaking at your nipples with the rough pads of his fingers.

Until you looked down and realized that it wasn’t Eren. It was Jean, who in a swift second had your legs buckling with just his fingers before he finally put one in his mouth.

Eren’s comforting warmth left you and an unfamiliar big strong chest welcomed you. You knew who it was before you peeked behind you, Reiner. His strong body was easy to recognize just against your back you could feel every ridge and every ab that he possessed. You gulped when his rough hands trailed up and down your back before he kissed the nape of your neck with cold lips, you shivered.

The sensation of two men against your body making you groan. Reiner’s fingers gripped the front of your neck while he whispered in your ear, “You see how he’s looking at you? That’s how I’ve always looked at you… always wondered how you look under the clothes…”

Eren’s eyes were envious and his cock hard in his uniform. Reiner’s voice drowned out as you stared at your boyfriend, his eyes staring deep into yours until your eyes watered and you were overwhelmed on the pleasure — feeling Jean’s mouth on one of your breast, his tongue swirling on the bud before pressing small kisses around your areola, meeting your intense gaze.

As Jean sucked on your left breast and played with the right one. Timid Armin approached with shaky hands and ducked, pulling down your leggings along with your panties.

Moisture was leaking between your thighs and Eren couldn’t help but to speak up, “Fucking slut, huh? You were acting all crazy about what I said but you’re loving it. So fucking wet… never even got that wet for me.” He slipped his hand in his uniformed pants and continued to watch you. His cock only half out as he stroked himself before he told Armin: “Eat her pussy. Eat it all messy. I wanna hear it.”

Armin gulped but nodded. His breath hot before he spread your flesh a bit and sucked on your swollen clit. Wetness gathering at his chin easily, “Oh fuck.” He used his fingers to massage your insides at the same time Reiner finally kissed you full on your mouth and Jean pinched both of your nipples. You gasped, trembling and Reiner shoved his tongue in your mouth. Sucking everywhere and swirling around in your mouth, drool pooled out the corner of your mouth and you felt as if you were going to faint.

Armin held your legs firm, keeping you still as his tongue dug deeper into your pussy. “How’s it taste Armin?” Eren purred, slowly closer to you.

“Fucking,” He slurped. “Fucking delicious.” His tongue circled your clit and you could feel him smiling against your thighs. “She’s so fucking wet.” Slowly blowing air on your clit, he smiled wider when he saw you twitching.

You almost forgot about Connie until you felt him kissing the other side of your neck, “Couldn’t let you forget I was here, right doll?” You felt him grinding on you, his leaky wet cock against your bare thigh made your eyes flutter.

“Please… I—“ You groaned, you were enjoying this too much. Every bit of you is stimulated and being sucked or played with. Your eyes rolled back.

Connie smiled before he circled your lips with his fingers. “I think this pretty baby just needs something to suck on.” Your mouth slowly opened and he slipped his two fingers inside. Massaging the pink wet muscle as you sucked with your eyes closed.

“Fuck, keep doing that… making her wet and so fucking tight. She likes it.” You heard Armin mutter, slipping his fingers in and out of your sloppy wet cunt as Connie’s finger pumped in and out of your mouth.

Jean kissing and sucking your breast, fingers rubbing at the other one and Reiner with his strong hand around your neck and his boner against your ass, he whispered in your ear again.

“You’re such a bad girl… doing all this in front of your boyfriend. Getting this little body played with in front of him… about to get it fucked right in front of him. You like that?” He squeezed at your throat and you moaned aloud.

“Keep talking to her,” Armin hummed. “You’re getting her so soaked.”

“Oh… you like my voice baby? You like when I talk to you, hm?” Your body felt hotter. “We’re gonna take care of you…gonna make you feel really good okay?”

“O-ooh…Okay. Okay.” Armin plunged three fingers deep inside, turning and stretching them inside of you.

“I need her to suck my fucking dick. I can’t take it anymore.” Connie groaned.

Seconds upon seconds and the heat from everyone’s touch disappeared and you almost cried, tears already in your eyes. “Shhh.” Jean rubbed the sides of your stomach. “Just trying to make you more comfortable, okay?”

You listened and allowed him to move your body as he pleased. Laying you down on one of the benches and spreading your legs. “Fuck… such a pretty pussy.” He spread your lips, dragging a finger down your wet heat.

“Now baby,” Connie said to you from above. You couldn’t see him, just the blurriness of his cock that was so close to your face. “Open wide.”

You gulped and invited him inside. His cock twitching just from your breath. He felt you swallow around him and he took his lip between his teeth. “Oh fuck.”

“She’s got a good mouth on her, huh?” Eren said as Connie slid in deeper before pulling some out, just to repeat it again. Eren’s cock still hard as he pumped himself, clearly edging.

“Fuck yeahh!” He huffed, feeling you swirl your tongue all over his veiny cock. Moving your hands from your side, to cup his balls.

Connie grabbed the sides of your face and put his cock in so deep, that his pelvis was the only thing in your line of vision. It didn’t stop you from squeezing his balls again.

You felt your other hand move and wrap around a slippery wet cock and while Connie pounded at your throat, you heard Armin groan.

Moving your hand up and down, hearing the echoes of wet noises and soft moans, you felt yourself getting ever more drenched.

Moaning around Connie’s cock, you scraped the sides with your teeth a bit and he moaned even louder, liking it. You smiled to yourself and kept going.

Armin spit on your already wet cunt and messily shook his head, watching it drip before he slurped it back up in an instant. Pulling your flesh with his teeth, he sucked a fold in and rubbed circled motions up and down your clit. Your legs were shaking but you just continued to lick and slobber all over Connie’s thick length. Your pussy throbbing as your hips jerked away from Armin’s hungry lips.

“Stay still,” He mutters, but you're just so sensitive that you can’t, almost kicking him away. His tongue is brutal and heavy as he sucks and slurps his way down, your feet curl when he gives you another long suck, a moan deep in his throat and you feel it all throughout your body. You can barely focus on him, your mouth sucking Connie in and your eyes on your sexy boyfriend, in the corner.

“Ah, don’t focus on him. This isn’t about him…” Reiner’s alluring voice comes again and your eyes are on his. His mouth blowing cool air on your perky nipples. “You’ve been slacking on Jean, keep moving your hand for him baby,” Gulping around Connie, you listen and as you stroke his cock, never taking your eyes off Reiner’s, who’s sucking on your tits like he expects milk to come out. You can hear Eren moaning in the background and for a split second you look over to him and meet his eyes, lusty and dark before a hard jolt rings throughout your body. An echo of wetness and a slick slap on your cunt and you flinch, popping Connie out of your mouth to look at Armin.

But it wasn’t Armin’s hand, it was Reiner’s.

“Didn’t I say not to focus on him?” He grabs your jaw and forces you to look his way. “Don’t be a bad girl. You’ve been such a good girl all this time, listening to me. Don’t mess that up.” Your body shivers and it's hard not to look over at Eren, but the intense look in Reiner’s eyes lets you know he means business. Moving his hand down from your jaw, he trails it down to your neck and gives it a small squeeze, looking you deep in your eyes. His other hand grazing your cunt, ready for you to disobey him. “Just what am I going to do with you, hm?”

He kisses you, your mouth full of precum and spit, but he doesn't care how dirty it is. Your eyes roll into the back of your skull and you're gasping, as he kisses you so roughly. His tongue curling into yours and licking every piece of you. You hear Armin whispering about how soaked you’re getting and Connie jerking himself a bit loudly in your face, Jean mutters a small fuck at how youre gripping him so tightly now. The kiss only deepens and you're both sucking on each other, swirling your tongues together and his hands pulling at your nipples, gripping and twisting them. He pulls back and watches as some spit disconnects from your mouths. “Been wanting to do that for a while.”

“Oh, fuck.” Eren moans, his hips jerking and cumming shooting out of his achy cock. But even with the cum leaking, he continues to jerk himself. Connie, uses this time to grip you hair and pull you back down so that you’re lying on your back and rub his cock all over your face.

“C’mon, mama, welcome me back into that throat. Ohhh, just like that. Just need to come, right here. Probably can get you pregnant just like this, hm?” He jokes, pushing himself back inside with a sway of his hips. His pace is even more brutal, probably from feeling neglected.

Jean removes your hand from him and rubs his aching cock onto your breast, while Reiner sucks on the other one, his eyes shut. Armin, slurps up the bits of your slick up before he sits up – sitting on top of you and pressing the weight of his cock against your cunt. “Oh fuck, never been this hard in my life.” He’s aching as he slips his cock out. He's sliding his cock between your wet folds, your body completely over-stimulated. “You’ve always been so nice to me. Now, I’m gonna show you, just…just how much I appreciated you.”

Slipping inside of your wet heat, he groans. “Oh fuck.” He stills, feeling you clamp down on him, his hips flush against yours. Your body is completely filled. Connie eases his cock out of your mouth, your lips wet before you lick them again, he groans and slips it in and out at the tip, your tongue lapping at his wet tip a few times. Slipping his cock out completely, he dips his ball into your mouth and you suck, “That’s nice… such a good girl–Ah! Your tight fucking mouth…” Dipping his full balls in and out of your mouth before putting his cock back into your mouth. Your hand squeezing and massaging his heavy balls as you continue with sucking and choking on his cock, you could feel his cock all the way in the back of your throat. Jerking his hips into your mouth quickly, so close. “Oh baby, you like that?” Breathlessly, your eyes roll back again as you suck deeper. “Oh shit, I’m gonna fucking c-cum.” His legs shake and he grips your throat as he pounds inside before he stills, cum leaking down your mouth, but you keep swallowing.

Armin’s groaning against your stomach as he ruts inside of you, sloppy as you milk his cock. “Swirl your hips just a bit, that’s just how she likes it.” So he does, and you can fill every thrust he gives you. “See how wet she gets?” Eren rubs at your clit, watching your cunt suck in more of Armin. Fucking his cock into you so slowly as you both moan.

“Isn’t she so pretty like this, boys?” It’s the first time in a while you heard your boyfriend’s voice and your eyes are fluttering as you smile. Reiner opens your mouth and your tongue slips out, to which he sucks on. Swirling his tongue against your cum covered tongue.

“Very Pretty.” Jean says, his voice strained. His cock throbbing, rubbing his cock up and down your body. Armin’s eyes watching his cock slipping in and out, so much of your cum coats his cock, your legs shaking as you grind your hips against his.

“I think she needs something in her mouth again, Jean…” Reiner taps his shoulder. When Jean finally sinks into your mouth, Armin feels you tighten around him even more and he truly fucks into you, his hips hard as he pounds into your soppy cunt, moaning and groaning. Pulling himself in and out as you whine against Jean’s cock. Armin pulls your legs up so that they’re closer to your face, your hands on his shoulder while your eyes grow spotty, the tip of his cock hitting all the right places. Gooey and wet sounds as you both throb, your pussy still squeezes him all over before he finally cums inside of you.

You swallow and bob your head against Jean. “Her throat feels so fucking good. Connie, how did you last so fucking long, I’m gonna fucking– cum!” His cock pulses inside of your throat, his warm release coming down your throat.

Everyone steps back and admires the sight of you, naked and cum leaking out. "If we win nationals, then I'll fuck you so good, yeah?" Reiner licks up and down your throat as you grow wet again.

#they BETTER win nationals #🤭#♰ : 𝐇𝓐𝐍𝐍𝓐𝐇 𝐑𝐄𝓐𝐃𝓢 !#♰ : 𝐀𝓞𝐓 !

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this is sooo good. so detailed, the ending threw me for a loop. literally gasped when i was reading.

WANNA PLAY PSYCHO KILLER?⌇ghostface!eren jaeger

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｡ﾟ･ 𖤐 SYNOPSIS : as you were getting ready for a horror movie night, you receive a call from your ex-fwb, eren, reminiscing about you being his perfect little fucktoy before your new boyfriend. but all that sweet talking, nostalgia, and reminiscing suddenly takes an ominous, dark turn…

｡ﾟ･ 𖤐 WARNINGS : home invasion, dubcon, yandere, slight stalking, phone sex, jealousy, implied infidelity, chase scene, blackmailing, slight knife play, many plot twists. do not interact if you are uncomfortable with dark content. ⚠︎

inspired by augustinthewinter’s nsfw audio but with more darkness and intensity.

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You and your boyfriend love when October arrives. The Autumn weather dropping cooler, the shimmering mass of cornelian leaves flittering around, and of course the Halloween thrill. Venturing haunted houses, baking cookies, eating candy, drinking pumpkin spiced lattes, watching classic horror movies, decorating, dressing up, and shopping at Spirit Halloween. Although you were excited to dress up and go all out with your boyfriend this Halloween, you both decided on a much better option— staying indoors to watch a horror movie while eating some Halloween cookies.

You’ve been talking to this man for almost six months until you finally made it official the other day. This will be your first time spending Halloween home alone together and you already know what’s about to go down. You couldn’t contain the excitement stirring in your stomach. After cleaning the house, baking the cookies, and arranging everything neatly, you went back to your room to get ready before he arrives.

After finishing up in your bathroom, you walk over to your phone charging on your bedroom floor and wait for it to turn on, checking for any new texts or notifications. Sadly, your boyfriend hasn’t texted back yet. While you were lingering on your phone, your screen suddenly fades to an incoming call from an unknown number. You analyzed the number and instantly recognized that the area code matches yours. Perhaps it was a number from some acquaintance that you forgot to save. Feeling a bit skeptical, you unplugged your phone and took it with you to sit down on the bed and answer.

You sighed and held your phone against your ear. “Hello?”

“Hi… It’s been a minute, right?”

Just after hearing that voice, your body fell frozen like a deer caught in headlights. That spine-chilling, sultry, warm voice that sends your heart pounding erratically and leaves you breathless. You could feel your stomach twisting and your lungs tightening. The excitement you were feeling awhile ago had now became this gut-wrenching and unsettling mood. All because of a phone call from a man you used to fuck around with…

“Eren...?” you fretted. “Why are you calling me?”

“Well, I saw your story on Instagram just now. So you guys are, like, official now?”

You frowned, thinking about your entire Instagram story from today until you realized he was talking about the most recent one: you and your boyfriend with cute candid pics layered like a collage along with your favorite song playing.

“…Why does that matter to you?”

“‘Cuz… I just wanted to congratulate you two,” Eren hefted a chuckle, then sighing deeply from making the situation slightly awkward awhile after. “You know— for some reason, just seeing that after rapidly tapping through other boring stories… I really shouldn’t be this fucking pissed.”

“Are you fucking serious? We literally established before there are no strings attached. You know what— honestly, this call was a waste of time. I’m gonna go.”

“So why’d you answer anyways, sweetheart?” Eren cooed as if he was teasing you, the same way he used to tease you before with the allure in his voice.

You chewed on your bottom lip. ��Because… I didn’t know who you were… I unsaved you from my contacts because, you know…”

You hear him chuckle across the line and your stomach felt like it was all tied up in knots. “Fine, I guess I’ll take that. But back to what I was talking about earlier… your Instagram story, right? Those photos of you and your new man, smiling together and having his arm around you… You know, speaking of photos— I’m looking at a really cute photo of you right now. Can you guess which one?”

“Eren, please... I really shouldn’t be talking to you right now. And why do you still have those photos of me?”

“For momentums, of course,” he coaxed. “What do you think I’m gonna do, send ‘em to your boyfriend? You think I’m that kind of asshole?”

“No! No, I never said that… But— but which photo is it?” you faltered, suddenly thinking back on the wildness you and Eren had together as a fling.

“The fact that you asked,” he sneered. “We took a lot, I know… There’s a whole bunch of photos and videos of us still in my camera roll. But it’s the one of you on your kitchen floor… with your ass in the air and my cock in your mouth.”

You remembered it. You can even visualize it so clearly. The time when you dragged Eren out of a Halloween party you went together last year, him taking you home and getting it on right at your kitchen. Oh the irony of spending Halloween this year with a different man you genuinely had feelings for and so deeply committed to spend all of your time together.

Across the line, Eren took a moment for staring right at you in the picture in awe, exhaling deeply and feeling his cock throb in his pants. “God… you look so fucking good like this. Such a mess. Your lips just wrapped around me, drooling down my dick… Those pretty eyes looking right up at me and into the camera…”

“Okay, that’s enough. I don’t care how much you miss what we had, but we really shouldn’t be talking right now. I’m sorry, I have to go.”

“Aw, c’mon,” he pouted. “We haven’t talked in months and I can’t check in on my girl? My favorite girl that made me feel like the luckiest man in the planet because you were into me?”

My favorite girl.

After lingering on his words that you knew was supposed to tempt you, your heart felt heavy. “Eren, I’m… I’m not yours. Not anymore.”

“Oh, but deep down you wanted to be.”

Suddenly you fell quiet and immediately hung up. You hated how he knew what you wanted to hear from him. At any given moment, his way of words with you had you laced onto him stronger than any drug or wine. It’s as if he can read every thought, every insecurity, every assumption of yours and affirm them so sweetly to you with everything you wanted to hear. He was, after all, a man that could go on days with the most titillating words of affirmation… And he made you feel like the most beautiful, cherished woman on the planet because of it. No matter how complicated the circumstances were back then.

After walking away from your phone, feeling your body growing hotter from the agitation, it started ringing again. You were praying that it was your boyfriend this time, but it was still Eren’s number. You sighed in exasperation knowing he’s still gonna blow up your phone with more calls until you answer. You needed to keep your phone on just in case your boyfriend calls or texts back. To make things simpler for you, you blocked Eren’s number and pretended nothing happened.

There was finally silence. Your excitement had channeled in again as you headed downstairs, approaching the kitchen to leave your phone on the counter and grabbing a drink from the fridge. You couldn’t wait any longer for your boyfriend to come. But for some reason, he wasn’t answering your texts or calls and it’s been three hours. That worrisome, agitating feeling was swirling in your stomach, thinking about what was going on with your man until you were suddenly startled by your landline phone ringing. And that landline phone hardly ever rings… you even forgot that you still had it.

You were starting to grow paranoid. After slowly walking by the corner of the counter where the landline phone kept ringing, you checked the screen for the number and your shoulders dropped in disbelief. You immediately recognized that it was still Eren, trying to phone you through a number you never even gave out in your life. You’ve never imagined this man to be this fucking desperate just to talk to you. It made you wholeheartedly regret posting on your story about your new boyfriend.

Out of spite, you pick up the phone. “Oh my fucking god, Eren. Is this a fucking prank?! What do you want?”

“I want you to not hang up on me, Y/N.” The tone in Eren’s voice became more terse and ominous, as if he was making a threat.

You took it as a bluff and scoffed. “Or what?”

“I’ll send all 200 of our photos to your boyfriend. He’ll never find out how long ago it was. You won’t even be able to explain yourself. And I know… I know, deep down… you still never told him about me. And how long ago have you been talking? We used to be seeing each other a lot while he was still trying to get to know you. Remember, babe?”

It felt as if something got caught on your throat after realizing that Eren suddenly set you up by blackmailing you. At first, it felt unbelievable. This entire phone call through a goddamn landline phone, especially so out of the blue, was just fucking surreal. But mentioning that he can easily send all the photos to your boyfriend felt slightly troubling. You know how playful and sarcastic this man can get at times to the point it leaves you in a feeling of uncertainty. You liked playing along with his jokes and pranks, but he would never reject even a simple dare. Say that Eren won’t do it, and he’ll do it right there and then. You didn’t want to prompt him further.

“Yes, I… I remember. But— I thought you said to me earlier you would never send those photos to him… Not even to anyone. That you weren’t that kind of asshole.”

“Aw. You’re fighting really hard for this relationship even when it just started. I can give you that. But, you know… I’m just that fucking desperate! I really don’t give a shit about your boyfriend, Y/N. You have no fucking idea how much I’ve missed being around you.”

All you did was remain silent, dwelling and pondering into the many memories with him that were buried deep in your mind. Nostalgia has never felt so soul damaging, thinking to yourself that this was all just a regression of a past life you once lived. That special day on October last year, those seven months you spent together going forth…

“He doesn’t have to know anything,” he continued, “that is, if you don’t hang up on me again… But after thinking back at everything, I just realized how naive the poor guy is. I mean, it’s not like you were doing anything wrong. You were just starting to see him at that time. It’s not like you guys were exclusive… yet. But he never knew. Oh, he never fucking knew— what was going down after those five to six dates with him.”

“Eren…”

“I bet he felt all nervous during those dates. I mean— how could he not, going out with you? But just imagine how excited he felt when you admitted you wanted to keep seeing him. Probably thinking, ‘Oh, she really likes me. Maybe this is gonna turn into a real thing…’ But he didn’t know anything, did he?”

Your heart sunk to your stomach when you immediately knew where this was going.

“Remember after he took you to Horrorland on Saturday, I was fucking you stupid on Sunday…?That literally happened. You even told me your legs were too sore from all that walking, and you couldn’t ride me like you wanted to. So I just let you lay on your stomach and I pounded you prone… letting me take care of you by burying my face into you from behind, eating your pussy and your ass until you came. Then fucking you hard into the mattress until you came again.”

All the flashbacks with him you forced yourself to forget were suddenly flooding back in like an unwelcome guest. As you stare off onto the floor, all you could think of was Eren. When you shut your eyes for an instant, you can see him in the depths of your mind. When you inhale deeply through your nose, you immediately take in Eren’s scent. That addicting, earthy, yet titillating aroma of his that blossomed in your body like wildfire. Everything you had to bury away about Eren Jaeger now came back, haunting the vulnerable corners of your mind you felt utterly vanquished. It was proof that he could never leave you.

“You still there?” he chimed in suddenly with a chuckle. “C’mon, I wanna hear from you. I know you miss it. I know that you miss the way I make you feel whenever I had you… Because I do. Fuck, I miss how your pussy tastes. I miss getting you all over my mouth and chin. The way I held you down so you wouldn’t squirm away, fingering you and eating you out so good that you squirted for the first time. Fuck, that was so hot… So glad I got some of it on camera.”

You couldn’t reply with anything. It was as if your brain was on a different planet, lingering on all those flashbacks and memories as Eren reminisced. Deep down, you really did miss everything you had. Deep down, you really were aroused by him speaking to you like this again, hearing his sultry voice over the phone that gets you weak in the knees. If temptation were a person, it was Eren himself. If an orgasm from a man was unreachable, Eren wouldn’t exist in this world.

“Fine! Jesus, I miss it, okay?” you spluttered, rubbing your eyes from feeling flustered and ashamed for admitting such a dark truth. “What we had, Eren… I miss it all so much. I may love being treated like a princess by the man who’s now my boyfriend in the day, but being treated like a whore by you at night… I miss that the most. He doesn’t eat me out the way you do, he doesn’t make me come more than once like you made me…”

Eren smirked in amusement, lightly scoffing after hearing what he’s been dying to hear all day out of you. “You don’t have to sound so embarrassed about it, baby. Like I said, he doesn’t have to know anything going on right now... But I do find it really sad— pathetic, even— that he can’t make you come like I do. Looks like I have to show him how it’s done.”

You suddenly froze after hearing the last few words. “Wait, what?”

“You’re in your kitchen, right? Remember when I picked you up and put you onto the kitchen island where I ate you out? I want you to sit on that same exact edge again, lay down, and just rub that pussy for me…”

Suddenly you snapped back into reality after hearing his absurd request. “Are you fucking insane?! I’m not having phone sex with you, Eren. I’m not!”

“Why, is your boyfriend coming over? Is that why you wanted to leave so bad?”

Your heart suddenly raced. There was absolutely no reason for him to know your business, so you decided to lie. “No— no… It’s just, you can’t fucking make me have phone sex with you right now. It’s not gonna happen.”

“Hm… Okay. You wanna bet on that, then?” the man provoked with a deep chuckle. “I know you so well, Y/N. You can deny to me all you want but I know you’re turned on by this. I know how fucking wet you get just listening to my voice from our late night phone calls before… Now, do what I fucking say if you don’t want your boyfriend to find out. Lay down on that counter, baby.”

Your heart felt heavy again. This was all so wrong; having phone sex behind your boyfriend’s back with your ex-fling, the man you had a situationship with for seven months. Longer than the months you and your boyfriend have been talking. What else felt so wrong and shameful was that Eren isn’t wrong— you really were turned on by him talking to you like this again. Your cunt has been furtively throbbing at the allure in his voice and the lingering flashbacks…

Overwhelmed by everything, you put the phone down to lift yourself up onto your kitchen island. Then you slip off your pajama bottoms, dropping them to the floor and slowly lying down on the counter. With your legs spread open and the phone in your non-dominant hand, your other hand lightly grazes your swollen cunt through your panties, your breathing growing heavy just feeling yourself at how soaked you were.

“You know— I’ve been stroking my cock this whole week thinking about you,” Eren sighed out. “Fuck, I’m so hard for you right now… Please, just rub that pretty little clit for me. I want you to feel good— I wanna hear every moan, every whine— everything over the phone... Just by listening to me.”

You were no longer in control of the situation. In the midst of your state of arousal, your fingers slipped inside your panties and chafed against your swollen clit, your body caving into the sensation. Your eyes shut, your back arching, and the phone against your ear with your mouth agape. Eren can hear your small sighs and your heavy breathing, driving him to stroke his cock harder. You can hear him, too— the slickness of his cock and his soft exhales. Remembering all those times where he would be leaking precum from how much you teased him... As you were lost in your own dark, forbidden desire for Eren, the sounds of your pussy juices became louder.

“That’s it, baby. Just fuck that pussy for me,” he kept cooing. “Fuck, I’d do anything to see you playing with yourself right now. Think of how nice my fingers felt inside you… stroking your g-spot that night after your boyfriend took you on your little art museum date…”

You kept moaning and whining, a small smile creeping at the corner of your lips. There was no way out after hearing Eren subtly groaning from stroking himself in your ears, a blissful reminder of how crazy you drive this man. You loved how vocal he was with you and his dirty talking always sent you delirious. Orgasm after orgasm, just by degrading you into your ears while pinning you down, then praising you for taking him so well.

“Oh, please—! Please, Eren— Tell me more,” you moaned out as you fingered yourself. The more eager you were, the more you pulsed around your fingers, wanting to thrust into your pussy faster.

You hear him chuckle again over the phone. “You want to hear more now, huh?”

“Fuck— yes, please! I need to cum to your voice again, you know I fucking love that,” you whined to him.

“That’s what I wanna hear, baby. Such a good fucking girl for me… Keep fucking that pussy for me, I don’t want you to stop.”

You threw your head back as you were lost in your own pleasure, the landline phone falling out of your grip. You had no care in the world, no care for your situation— all you did was embrace those heated flashbacks and the nostalgia. Everything you did together months ago, from the sweet princess treatment to the messy whore treatment, was when your life felt perfectly balanced and you had no worries about anything. Maybe a couple pregnancy scares from Eren, but whatever happens, happens. He was just obsessed with the feeling of being around you just as you were. Manhandling you, molding your cunt every night as the shape of his cock, breeding you constantly that you felt him in your guts for a week straight before…

“Oh yeah, you remember that time when I let you hang your head off my bed so I could use that perfect throat of yours?”

“Yes… Oh, god— that was fucking hot…”

“Right? Fuck, I remember like it was yesterday. Just training your little throat so you could handle my size, especially while I was rubbing and fingering your pussy? You kept moaning and humming on my cock like the little slut you are… I’ll never forget that. How I made you into my fucking perfect little slut… Say it— I want you to say you’re my perfect little slut.”

“I’m— I’m your…”

Suddenly, your phone started ringing on the dinner table it made you flinch. You quickly glanced at the screen and see that it was your boyfriend. What made matters worse was that Siri read his contact name out loud as your phone kept ringing. Sliding off the counter, you rush to the table and tried to mute your phone but his call suddenly faded away. Then, you realized you were much more screwed now.

“You have one unheard message,” said Siri in the living room, loud and clear that Eren in the other line could hear. “Hey, you weren’t answering but I know your voicemails get through because you have this thingy in your house that can automatically play voicemails out loud. But anyways, I’m nearby, I’m gonna be there in like five minutes. I can’t wait to see you tonight, babe.”

And silence.

A long, unsettling silence as you sauntered back to the kitchen island and staring down at the phone, your heart erratically racing faster. Suddenly, all that built-up arousal and your skyrocketing sex drive vanished, which felt oddly anticlimactic.

“…You fucking liar,” Eren chastised over the landline phone. “You said he wasn’t coming over.”

You grabbed your pants off the floor and slid them back on, then grabbed the landline phone to your ear. “So what if he’s coming over? Look, I know we were in the middle of something, but… I’m sorry, Eren. Besides, we just became official yesterday, it’s not really cheating… And I know you can keep secrets...”

“You want to know something, Y/N?” he spoke more terse again, making you frown in consternation. “I was actually watching you this whole time… when you fingered yourself on the kitchen island.”

You scoffed, almost holding back a chuckle from his bluffs. Sometimes you couldn’t take him seriously. “Oh wow, really? At least you enjoyed it, because this is seriously the last time I ever wanna fucking hear from you, Eren. Leave me and my boyfriend alone.”

“Aw, but how can I leave you alone? Especially with those cute Halloween pajamas you got on right now, and the black laced thong I saw you wearing earlier…?”

Just as you were about to leave the kitchen, your movements suddenly freeze at his haunting, unsettling words. It felt as if the walls in your body were closing in on you, making it difficult to breathe. There was an uncontrolled staccato rhythmic in your chest and this ache in your muscles from every nerve in your body suddenly high in alert and soaring adrenaline. You slowly drift your gaze to the sliding door behind you, moving none of your limbs except your teary eyes, which were widening in horror after staring into the darkness outside. Obviously you couldn’t see anything, but there was this immense amount of panic thrashing in your brain. You were on high alert of every sound and every movement in your house, all alone at night while waiting for your boyfriend to come over. What you thought would be a pleasant night was not other than an experience of starring in your very own slasher horror movie.

“I won’t be showing myself yet, sweetheart,” Eren mused in the phone, hefting another chuckle. “I won’t even tell you if I’m inside your house or not. But after lying to me… I decided to switch up our little game a bit.”

“. . .Game?” you uttered weakly. “You never said… this was a fucking game…”

“Oh, it is now. C’mon, Y/N— you should already know I love games. The game earlier was supposed to be a harmless little parting gift from me that you can easily win; if I made you cum over the phone, I’d leave you alone for the rest of the night. Delete all our photos and videos, too— it would be the last time we’d ever talk. You were doing so good and doing everything I say… But then, when you lied to me that your man wasn’t coming over, you screwed everything up. It’s time I just let it out of my fucking system.”

“No, no, please— Please, Eren,” you begged, feeling your nose and face burning from holding back your tears. “Don’t ruin this, please. I’ll do anything you want, just stay away from him… He’s not apart of this.”

“You’ve already given me what I want. The best seven months I ever had with you. But… something wasn’t quite right to me, you know? It just— it wasn’t fucking fair that… another man is also making you cum. He spoils you with everything you could ever want. And while I give you throat training, he gets to fucking benefit from all that. Every time I see you two together, it fucking pisses me off.”

At this point, you started trembling. As you leaned against the counter, you slid yourself down and sat on the floor in misery. There was this nauseating pit of anxiety and stress gutting your vulnerable state like a fish. After how long it’s been, this was what Eren has been suppressing this whole time. His underlying, forbidden feelings that he had for you.

“Please, Eren. I can’t take this any longer. He’s gonna be here any minute now.”

“I can’t take this either, Y/N. Whenever stuff doesn’t go the way I want to, I tend to handle it… differently. Which is why, tonight… you have more than one surprise waiting for you and your boyfriend.”

When Eren hung up abruptly, the doorbell suddenly rang and your heart leaped. Slowly getting up, you peek over to try and make out the figure behind the door. It wasn’t until the figure knocked and tried peeking through the side windows of your front door.

“Y/N? Babe, I’m here!” your boyfriend called out.

Relieved, you scurried all the way to the door and quickly opened it. The sight of your boyfriend calmed you down for a little bit, knowing that it was him and only him. But you knew something wrong was about to go down and you needed to explain fast.

“Quick, get inside. Hurry!” you urged, dragging him in and swiftly shutting the door, putting all the locks, and closing the blinds.

He frowned at your distress. “Hey, what’s going on? Are you okay?”

You instantly shut him up with a tight embrace, forcing yourself to calm down with deep inhales and his warmth. “I’m okay, baby. I just need you here with me right now…”

“Aw, poor baby,” he cooed, hugging you tighter and planting kisses on the top of your head. “It’s okay… Did something bad happen? Were you paranoid over something?”

You shook your head, once again overwhelmed. “Don’t worry about it, baby. I’m just so happy you made it.”

“But… you’re shaking right now. And I can feel your heartbeat, too. It’s beating fast,” he spoke in perturbation. “Hey. I know when something’s not right. I want to know what happened.”

When you arched your neck to stare into his eyes, you instantly melted from the way he was gently caressing you. Holding your face, bringing your entire body closer, and rubbing his hands all over trying to ease your stress… He knew how to take care of you with the most genuine, loving affection. An open-minded boyfriend that supported you with love, comfort, trust, support, and everything a girl could ever ask for and deserve. He saw you for you, and loved all of you. That was the slight difference between him and Eren— the way he was committed to pursuing you because you were undeniably the girl of his dreams. He cherished your wildness, your adventurous side, and your amazing personality. You were both very compatible and that was just what you desired.

“Will you kiss me first, baby?” you whispered. “I’ll tell you… if you just reassure me with your kisses. I just miss you so much. I have a lot to say.”

“Of course. Anything for my pretty girl,” he obliged sweetly, inching closer.

My pretty girl.

Your body felt like it was on vibrate when he kisses you, condensed in the tender moment laced with blossoming passion. A soft and gentle kiss from him was soothing enough for the contorting feeling in your stomach. That sinking, paranoid feeling had now subsided as your boyfriend kept caressing you. His hands all over you, dwelling into the kiss, and subtly humming… you love receiving this kind of comfort from him. It gave you this sense of urgency to protect him and cherish him forever.

But you spoke too soon.

Just as you thought everything was fine, you parted away from the kiss and gazed into his eyes again, smiling. It wasn’t until you caught glimpse of something different in your peripheral vision; this shadowy, masked figure standing right behind your boyfriend. Your eyes widened in horror and your body went straight back into panic mode. Then, everything happened in a blink of an eye.

“No!”

Before you knew it, your boyfriend got stabbed in the stomach by a knife from behind. You pant heavily and your vision started to blur from the tears at the unbearable sight of him collapsing to the ground, bleeding everywhere. Your body failed to decide on an immediate response, whether to run from your dying boyfriend or stand still like an idiot. Your mind bears the weight of speeding through every option, every possible source of control, but only slamming sharply into blaming yourself.

You see his figure standing before you holding the knife, all in black cloth with a Ghostface mask. You already knew who it was and you’re left defeated.

I’ve always wanted to get fucked by Ghostface, you recalled in your head when you went shopping at Spirit Halloween with Eren last year. Would you be down for wearing it?

“…Run, please…” your boyfriend uttered weakly on the floor, coughing up blood.

“You heard him,” said Eren, watching him slant his head at you through the mask, and raising his arm where he held the bloody knife.

And you ran. You ran through the kitchen as fast as you could, panting heavily and feeling your tears stream down your cheeks. Every corner you turn in your house, Eren would be standing menacingly in your way, urging you to run the opposite direction. You knew it would be dumb to run upstairs. You knew it would be dumb to hide somewhere— hell, there were not a lot of good hiding places. You needed to run. Get out and get help. Call the police and send an ambulance as your boyfriend is still dying on the floor.

When it was silent, you caught glimpse of the landline phone in the kitchen. Standing up from hiding behind the island, you reach out to grab it until you noticed Eren’s gloved hand reaching out before you from the opposite side, smashing it with his knife. And with your poor hand in the way, you screamed in agony from the violent slash in your skin throbbing.

“You fucking piece of shit!” you cried out, almost out of breath. You darted your gaze at the sliding doors for your backyard, dashing towards it and reaching out your unharmed hand to open it. When you see Eren catching up, you swiftly pulled the door back closed, hearing him also groan in pain when you squished his fingers.

Turning back to run with nothing stopping you, you were about to reach the door that leads to the front of your house. But just as you were about to grab the handle, you feel something grabbing your shoulders from behind, pulling you back aggressively onto the ground where you landed painfully on your head and your back. From there, Eren straddled on top of you to prevent from getting up. One gloved hand choked you by the neck and the other gloved hand using the knife to lightly drag it on your bare chest, causing you to shiver.

“You know, for a fucking whore like you— I thought you would love being manhandled and treated so aggressive like this,” Eren chided, tightening the grip on your neck you started suffocating. “But it doesn’t even matter to me anymore. At least I’m being nice enough to save you from the unbearable pain of witnessing me killing your perfect little boyfriend.”

After hearing those words, you knew you were helpless in your situation. The world suddenly fell silent and slow, where you thought about everything in life and how you came so far. Your sweet talking with your boyfriend, all those moments you spent together. As you watch him raise the blade higher in the air, ready to stab you wherever he plans to stab you… everything stopped.

Once again, everything happened in a blink of an eye. You gasped for air when his grip on your neck suddenly became loose, watching in bewilderment and confusion as his unconscious body collapsed. Eren has been stabbed, but through the heart. Your eyes trail up at another figure standing before you; your boyfriend, with one of your knives from the kitchen in his hand.

“Baby!” you exclaimed, jumping up to embrace him and panting in relief. “Oh my god, I’m so happy you’re okay… You saved me!”

But something felt odd to you. And you didn’t know what it was— the nonchalant, lifeless look in his face, his motionless body not even hugging you back, or the fact that he didn’t utter a single word from his mouth. He just kept staring down at the ground, clenching the grip on the knife tighter. And very slowly, you watch as his gaze weakly drifts onto yours, those pupils that used to dilate at the sight of you now lifeless and mundane.

“Baby..?” you uttered, caressing his face. “Hey, it’s gonna be okay. We’re gonna be fine and get you some help, okay? Is your wound still hurting?”

After a long minute of unsettling silence and no response, he abruptly took your hands off his face and clenched his jaw. “Did you really think I was that naive this whole time, Y/N?”

Your heart dropped. “What?”

“Cheating on me with Eren Jaeger. You’ve been seeing him way before we met. I wish you told me sooner about him, even though I suspected the feeling from the start. But I trusted you that one day you were gonna tell me… instead, you go back to his place and keep him as your little secret.”

Your words got caught in your throat and your nose felt as if it was burning, like you were about to cry again. “No, no, please… That was a long time ago before we were official. I was eventually going to tell you about him, I swear! You deserve to know—“

“Liar. You fucking liar. You know— Eren really messed up my plans I had for you. That piece of shit wasn’t supposed to kill you tonight. I was.”

Your eyes widened in horror, slowly backing away. “Wait— what!?”

It wasn’t until he aggressively grabbed you from behind your neck to stay in place before you, causing you to yelp. “You’re just a helpless whore good for nothing but a fuck. When I grew suspicious and finally found out about everything you were doing behind my back, I saw red… I did everything for you and now you’re making me get all violent with you. I wanted to kill you for treating me like shit, but now… I think you just have to live with every shitty thing you’ve done. You don’t deserve death yet.”

By now you’re helplessly sobbing, once again trapped in a vulnerable, helpless state with no alternative option of getting you out. He takes the knife and holds it between your faces, just mere inches away. You even hear him sobbing too.

“Look what you made me do,” he sniffled, still holding your face. “You made me kill this helpless man for you… I hope I’ve ruined your Halloween just as how you ruined mines. But now you’ll also have to live with the trauma of this night forever.”

And in the blink of an eye… you watch your boyfriend slice through his neck with the knife. It took a moment for you to scream loudly, forcing your eyes shut from endless tears and your heart racing like wildfire, pounding loudly in your ears. You could feel your own blood being forced through your veins with every loud thump of your broken heart. Your face started feeling sticky from his blood getting splattered all over you. You fall to your knees on the ground, trembling and crying out loud in agony, your brain forcing itself to replay everything that just happened…

All alone in the backyard, surrounded by two dead bodies and painful memories… You will never enjoy Halloween as much as you used to anymore.

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NOTES :: holy shit this fic is so goddamn long… but i had so much fun writing this! happy halloween everyone <33

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૮꒰ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ꒱ྀིა pervy cheer coach! toji x f! bimbo! reader ᰔ mdni ⊹ sws, college au!, dub con (?[he’s vv touchy but reader is oblivious ◔_◔]), age gap (reader; 20s’ + toji; 40’s), public s!!x (under the bleachers >.<), size difference, spanking (x1), overstimulation. . !

⊹ ㆍ﹒cheer coach! toji who watches closely from afar while smacking on some—now flavorless gum as you stretch with your crew in the green fields; watching how those sparkly little uniforms wrap and stretch with your body that flows in routine. . .the teasing thin and sheer skirt flapping up and exposing your perk ass in those tight blue shorts stopping right at the cup of your bottom. . .

⊹ ㆍ﹒cheer coach! toji who blows his whistle hard; chest puffing out in annoyance every time your footing is just off by a sliver, making the excuse to slide a firm hand across your lower back, forcing a bow to form at the rough correction; his groin almost bumping close to you when you land – landing with off footing, forcing the larger man to wrap tone arms around your sides to help balance you out, feeling the tight squeeze he grasps with; almost bruising. . .

⊹ ㆍ﹒cheer coach! toji who scoffs out how much he has to help you out and remind you what you're doing wrong, but the cute little look you perk up at him with—as you listen to the older man school you and fondle with your body into different positions—almost puppy-eyed, makes him sigh, giving you another chance and telling you to stretch more before doing more stunts. . .

⊹ ㆍ﹒cheer coach! toji who finally had enough after witnessing you forget basic routine; doing the wrong move and repeating another and it makes him finally gruff out, “stay after, you need extra practice.” and as the other girls gather their things before leaving; watching with a sulk and hunch you might get kicked off the team, you wait with a twisted stomach. . .

“now, lift your leg--like this.” a firm hand digs deep into the thick of your thigh, lifting your leg with ease and holding you into place as he bends his own tone legs to get a different, yet deeper angle; and toji uses his free hand to swat a cruel hit against the globe of your ass, forcing a wanton whine out of you,

“yes! coach!” you lower body tingled, feeling almost numb at the rough skin-to-skin contact clashing together with sweat between. . .and unconsciously and practically whorish, you rut harder back into your coach's tight hold, feeling your slick walls stretching and molding to his length – feeling how his cock pokes and prods at the wet heat between your legs so deliciously.

“see--fuck, it's not that hard.” toji groans as he draws his cock out; leaking tip never leaving before fucking himself back in swiftly – filling you to the hilt with each languid stroke. and it was almost pitiful how he made you practically tremble beneath him – how pitiful you were to mindlessly follow him beneath the bleachers for extra practice. . .how mr. fushiguro even told you're pitiful self that this was the best way to relax all of your muscles to make stretching easier in the future. . .

and it was working too—well, your body was loose, almost dangling off from his like some rag doll, and at each bounce thrusted you forward with a jolting shock of a need for mercy; the teetering fill of his cock in your tummy brought stars to your eyes and almost made you want to cry out in overstimulation. . .but the ache building up made you only grip harder against the rails to keep taking the sauntering man in deeper.

toji couldn't help himself either, almost growling at the clench you clamp down with; spongy walls sucking him in and creaming a translucent, milky ring at the base of his cock. . .this pretty view made the man suck in hard, teeth gritting together; almost as if you knew those green and preying eyes always followed yours, making this clashing to be more lustful and impatient. . .

as if you always knew how his confines got stiff when you would stretch with your team, as if you knew how hard he ogled at your frame during stunts – as if you knew the amount of times he had to walk away and jerk one-off in his office from the pure sight of you jumping around; tits and ass jiggling in your uniform, only for that pretty smile to be the topping of it all – so innocent. . .

so stupid too.

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#oh no i’m a cheerleader now 🤭#♰ : 𝐇𝓐𝐍𝐍𝓐𝐇 𝐑𝐄𝓐𝐃𝓢 !#♰ : 𝐓𝓞𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝓤𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝓤𝐑𝓞 !

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✵ UNPRECEDENTED REVEAL ✵ mma!toji

✵ SUMMARY — photo leaks of toji going down on you in public is suddenly exposed for everyone to know about the infamous fighters girlfriend.

✵ CONTENT — explicit smut!! age gap, fem!journalist!reader, slight angst, spitting, slight exhibitionism, slight oral fixation, dacriphilia, soft!toji, oral (f/m!receiving), slight sub!toji, pussy slapping , pet names (sweetheart, baby, pretty girl, pup…) , degrading, praise, squirting, brief cockwarming, creampie, dumbification, fingering, edging, size kink, overstimulation

✵ notes — took inspo from some requests! also inspired by that one batman vs superman scene in the tub :p

18+ — MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !!

it was a secret. it had to be.

toji was not some movie star or billionaire. but he was an athlete. not just some athlete. the man was one of the best mma fighters of all time. he knew that and so did you. as many times as he wanted to show you off, you refused. rightfully so. how on earth could you deal with all the problems that could arise, especially with you still being in university, you did not have the time to deal with that.

yet you slipped up. after you published your story about toji, you received a job offer, and were no longer associated with sports journalism. it wasn’t your dream to be in sports anyways, you were glad to be done with it. you received a job at another news publication, and started in a new department, with new co-workers. that’s when you became careless.

toji was prepping for an upcoming fight. all the attention was focused on him and his opponent. yet he still wanted to take you out. it was normal for you both to go out together, no one really paid much attention. once in awhile a fan would come and ask him for an autograph or photo, which annoyed him but he did nonetheless. none of his fans really took notice of you waiting a few feet away.

so neither of you would know that you were being followed unintentionally. because someone did notice you. “why you were always next to the infamous fighter?” “who is she?” so they watched across the street.

watching when his lips devoured yours. watching toji park a distance away from the restaurant to satisfy a quick thirst before your reservation time. not knowing the unknown eyes that drank up the immoral scene. the way toji stood outside the car, and the beautiful women that laid across the backseat as he disappeared underneath her long dress. one of her legs swung over his clothed shoulder.

the faint sounds of moans were only known by the stranger that took one photo after another. the long lens only capturing figures. snapping more and more of tojis back as his muscles moved under the dress shirt as he made out with your hidden wet plushie pussy, lifting your dress up so only he can get a better look, which he always did, wanting to see the flutter of your wet hole as you came on his tongue. smiling as his thumb pulled at the hole to see your legs tremble and chest rise and fall as you bucked up for him.

“adorable, tiny baby hole,” he would mumble, your eyes rolling as he rubbed his thumb through the pretty mess. he helped you sit up after cleaning you with his tongue, groaning when he had to pull away, but coming up to capture your lips as your dress fell down, your hand reached for a tissue in the backseat as he kissed your cheek repeatedly. “love how you taste, can’t resist my pussy,” toji mumbled carelessly into your skin as you blushed, but still able to hold him back so you can wipe your juices from his chin and and nose. his arm wrapped around your waist pulling you out of the car.

your arm wrapped around his shoulders as his tongue devoured yours, once his face was all clean. unknown to the headlines that will soon be released.

he could not have enough of you. your moans as his salvia slid into your mouth. the whines for him to stop so you can go to dinner. his hand grabbing your ass under the dress as he slipped a finger between your folds to take one last taste. your face beating red as he pulled you into him, leaning down to kiss your neck. he was latched onto you. it was unlike anything. the toji fushiguro could not be this close with a women. impossible! he was too attached. what did she have over him??

yet what was that smile? his grin as he let the women fix his tie, her hair somehow perfect, even after she’d been devoured by the man. her dress covered her exposed skin, as it hugged her body perfectly. only toji took notice of the bruise on her thigh that was just barely revealed through the long slit on the side. yet his eyes…they remained on her face, winking when she looked back up at him, brushing down his jacket as he kissed her cheek.

the stranger in the distance watched as the fighter took hold of her hand as the two walked into the restaurant. later walking out with an arm around her waist as he pulled you closer to his body, not needing you to crane your neck, but him coming down to capture your lips again. kissing your cheek over and over until you reached the car as he let you circle around and kissed you again once the two of you were sat in, his hand slipping around the back of your neck, groaning into your lips as you let him drool into your lips filling you with warmth, before the two drove off. snap

careless.

“y/n! is that you! it’s you!” you looked over your shoulder to watch your friend rush over to you in the student lounge.

“bro stop yellin—“ you couldn’t get a word in before her phone was shoved in your face. you weren’t sure what you were looking at until you read the headline. you almost threw up—

“how many times have you guys done it? how long has this been going on—“ her words poured one after another. and she was not the only one. more people you’d talkin to once, but were somehow major fans of mma or toji, bombarded you. though your name wasn’t in the headlines, the blurred images were recognizable to people that knew you, especially those who had read your story a month or so ago about the athlete.

it only took a few hours for the news to get updated with your name now exposed. fuck me. to say that you were ripped apart was an understatement. paparazzi and fans tore bit by bit. a college junior with a popular and well known mma fighter toji fushiguro. were they dating or was she just shagging him for intel for her story? is she leaching off his success to make her career?

“sweetheart? hey it’s fine, don’t worry—“ toji spoke on the phone as he stepped out of the room. he’d been in press meetings all week for the upcoming fight.

“how can I not worry?! did you see the shit I sent you?” you were walking down the streets of tokyo, skipping your afternoon classes.

“it’s just some stupid articles, no one’s gonna take it seriously—“

“y/n!” you were suddenly stopped by three girls surrounding you, one recording you as another shot questions. “how do you feel about fushiguro-san’s past? he’s only using you! stop blackmailing him with your power—“

“ ‘scuse me,” you shoved past them, toji having overheard the entire thing.

“y/n, honey? ya still there?” you quickly turned the corner running into the train station.

“fucking piece of shit, fuck me—I don’t want this, I’m getting fucking dragged for doing a stupid story,” you stop for a moment, taking a deep breath. the emotions were suffocating, you were angry, upset, think think! what to do what to do—

“i’m coming to pick you up—“

“no,” you interject quickly. “don’t come,” toji was quiet. he could hear you breathing. “I need to go to work, i need to clarify…things,” you hang up.

“toji you alright, we needa wrap this meeting up—“

“make some calls,” sukuna raised a brow. toji turned around storming to his manager. “make some fucking calls and tell me who the fuck took those fucking photos!” toji threw his phone at sukuna who finally saw the trouble.

“fuck,” sukuna cursed, blood boiling, this was not the fucking time to have peoples attention away from the fight and doubting toji’s ability.

you wore sunglasses, as you sped into your building. you were overwhelmed, the eyes of your co workers were all on you as you maneuvered through the building, until you finally reached his office, knocking a little too frantically.

“l/n-san,” your boss nanami was not very surprised. nanami looked up watching you anxiously close the door before taking a seat in front of his desk.

“i have to clarify…things…” you started. first breaking down your relationship and job and so on.

“so in other words, you fell in love,” nanami’s words sent a flush as you looked up. concern for your job was written on your face. nanami sighed. “it’s not a crime to fall in love, especially when you’d gotten the job not knowing the outcome. you were given this job for your journalism ability and instincts, this… “scandal” does not erase that,” nanami reassures you, watching the way you still anticipate his next words.

“you can relax, your job is not on the line. however, I am worried about the publication of your story this week. though you’re not in the sports department, your name has been spreading everywhere. since you are an up and coming journalist, I cannot do much with covering your name, but I can keep your job safe. the rest is something you have to deal with,” nanami finally concludes.

“that’s more than enough, thank you so much nanami-san!” you thank him over and over.

at least your job was safe. but that’s for now. if you don’t get a handle on this, your career might be ruined because of your name.

you felt a buzz in your pocket, opening your phone to thousands of tags and comments, every social media was blowing up. a fucking headache honestly. you should stay away from toji, you cannot afford to be caught with him again, nor does he have time for that.

“what’re ya sayin, just come—“

“you said it yourself, the entire block is crowding your building, and if they’re not, then they’re across the street watching—“

“I’ll get you through—“

“I don’t want to be seen,” you huff, groaning into your hand. “just focus on your fight, i don’t want you to get distracted—“

“i’ll find the fuckin scumbag that took those photos,” your brows furrowed at his words.

“it’s not about the photographer, it’s already released, people have seen them. just let it die down,” you argue back.

“then come home,” toji snaps back. “stop hiding,”

“I’m at my apartment, I’m not hiding, I still live here too,” your blood was boiling. he understands, he knows this, so why is he acting like that?

“bullshit, you said it yerself, you don’t wanna be seen together—“

“because we’re being watched—!”

“who fucking cares, werent you planning on moving in too— they all know already, so just come—“ you hang up. “fuck!” toji tosses his phone.

“annoying dumb fucking stupid fighter,” you curse, why is this so fucking difficult?! your roommate soi, steps out of her room as she comes over to you.

“you alright?” she asks taking out some food.

“no, hate my life, hate all this, so stupid,” your face is smooshed on the counter, as you groan in frustration.

“i think it’ll all settle down by the end of the week,” soi tries to reassure you.

“ya think?” your head perks up. heart dropping at her body cringing. she’s lying.

one week later, and no goddamn change. no sorry, my apologies, it in fact got worse, because why wouldn’t it? all of toji’s past scandals were resurfaced, your face in his past fights were front pages as they tried to dissect your intentions and “unprofessional” behavior towards the fighter.

toji was pissed. of course at the paparazzi, but most importantly at you. his attention and anger all pouring onto you avoiding him like the plague in public. hang ups on the phone, messages telling him she saw him in front of her apartment. again and again and again. the only times he can see her is on the phone or now—

“sweetheart! stop acting like a fucking brat!” he shouts into the penthouse. door slamming shut as he storms further into the house, shoes tossed as he hears the water running. he doesn’t bother to knock as he swings the bathroom door open.

“finally come back? were ya just gonna sneak in grab sum things then leave like a fuckin slut?—“ you were in the bath, hugging your legs as your eyes glared up at him.

“someone threw coffee on me,” toji was silent. it was his lobby man that informed him you were back home. his blood was pumping, he’d ran out of promo video at the gym, sukuna screaming his head off for him to come back since the film crew had shown up to record him, but he drove off.

you sank down into the bath hugging your legs. you’d just finished work when you were walking to the train station to get home when someone came shouting at you and throwing the hot drink on you. screaming in the station was embarrassing in itself, but the coffee too, everyone was staring. luckily it wasn’t on your face, but your shoulder burned. you changed course, having enough of it and coming straight here.

“not sum slut,” you mumble averting your gaze to the tub, only to see a clothed leg step into the water. “huh—“ you look up to see him, fully dressed in his suit, step into the tub, grabbing your face.

“I’m sorry, pretty girl,” his lips were soft as you felt them press against yours. his lips like medicine as you feel him gently caress your cheek, only for his eyes to sink into yours. “don’t push me away,” his words went straight into your core. “I’ll fucking handle it—trust me,” he’s holding the sides of the tub as you hum nodding your head as you lean up for his lips.

“i trust you,” you chant, toji granting you his lips as he rolls his body between your legs. he pulls away for a moment, tossing his suit jacket on the ground and pulling his dress shirt over his head and tossing it to the ground. his grip tight returned on the tub behind your head your hands held his face keeping up with his lips.

he smiled as your tongue hung out for him, legs opening wider to press your naked body further into him. “missed my adorable girl,” he mumbles, devouring your face, snaking a hand between your bodies, spreading your pussy lips. “wanna cum on my fingers?” toji bites your neck as you moan, humping into his hand.

“i’m sorry,” your lips trembled as he sinks a finger between your legs, his brow furrowed as he looks down at you. your lips were pressed to his, somewhat feverish, as he tilted away from you.

“sorry?” toji was lost. his fingers remained inside you, only to have you whimper when he continued pumping. your lips fell open as he continued to pump your pretty pussy lips open. the water sloshing as his muscles flexed with each moan of your body. your nails dug into his shoulders as you squeezed around his fingers. tears prickling your eyes not from the pleasure but from something else…

“tojii,” your body was trembling as he kissed your neck. sighing as he felt you whine the more he rubbed your clit. “don’t…don’t leave me…” you’re quiet begging had the man freezing. your chest rising and falling as he slowly pulled back. brows creased as his eyes stared directly into yours.

“why would I leave you?” why would you think such a thing. your lips trembled as your fingers traced the scar on his lip. trying to stop your tears from slipping. his fingers felt so good inside you, his huge body looming over you felt so reassuring.

“they’re saying….a lot of stuff…” when have you ever gotten so insecure, of course his baby was vulnerable. but to have her this shaken up, really made his blood boil.

“it’s shit talk, don’t bother with it. I’m going to handle it, ‘kay?” his words had your lips tremble as his hand wrapped around your wrist, pressing his lips to your palm. “i would never leave my bratty puppy,” he tried to lighten the mood. seeing how his shit talk would only worry you, the best little secret he knew about you was his praising.

“came so fast right now, were you touching yerself when you were hidin from me?” toji rubbed your plush thighs as his lips latched onto your neck.

“i-i wasn’t,” you whimper, making the older man smile as he groaned pressing his bulge between your legs.

“you sure? i know when someone’s touched my pups pussy,” your skin burned as he chuckled. “can you be a good girl and help me out of this?” toji led your hand down to his waistband.

“why’d you get in the tub with your clothes?” you said, trying to suppress the heat from your cheeks. toji hummed as you unbuckled his belt pulling it off as he stood above you.

“cuz someone hurt you,” toji noticed the small pause in your movements, smiling. how adorable. you kept your cool, pulling his zipper down and doing your best to tug the wet material down his fit thighs. your pussy throbbed at the clear print of his cock seen through his white boxers.

“eyes up here,” toji tapped your cheek, your head snapped up, fuck me. he almost whimpered, simply at the sight of you completely naked on your knees in the bathtub, dried tears in your eyes. “can i fuck you?”

“mmm” you lean forward kissing the hairs that peaked out of his waistband.

“cuz yer rubbing your face all over my dick, I’m afraid—“

“you’re afraid?” you tease, drool staining his wet boxers. what a brat, he swore. your tongue flat on the head of his covered fat cock.

you missed him so much. it’s barely been a week, but you always want him. just him. no one else could ever compare to him. your fingers pushed up the leg hole just a bit, to reveal his cock head stuck to his upper thigh. you audibly whined, toji felt a buzz at the sudden rush of heat that overcame your cheeks.

“fuck baby, don’t,” toji was warning you. you knew the tone in his voice, he meant it. he did not want to deal with this side of you right now…yet that look. the bright shine in your eyes, the pout and drool on your plump lips, the slightly dazed look on your face.

“but…please,” your tongue was hanged out slightly. drool dripping down, as you pressed your cheek to his thigh. his stomach flexed feeling your hot breath fan against his wet cooling dick.

“don’t…” his jaw clenched. you always get like this. it was not surprising. you had no control when it came to your slight oral fixation. he’s realized their was a word for the way you always suck his cock. even after he’d cum, you still suckle on the tip or drool on his balls. the amount of times he’d have to cum until he’s forced to pull you off because the overstimulation was too much sometimes. he always needed to occupy you with his mouth, or fingers, or fuck you enough so you’re mind would go hazy.

right now though…he knew you couldn’t resist. though it’s been a week for him, it’s also been a week for you. his cock had not been properly pleased all week. his baby girl all wet and ready for him, but of course she wants something in her mouth right now.

“just a taste…” he gently pats your head, your pussy fluttering. he knew that was a lie. nonetheless you didn’t wait for his answer to take an “innocent” little lick. a wave of pleasure coursed through your body.

“okay, now—“ toji was ready to pull you away, until you latched onto his tip, sucking harshly. “fuck!” his hand held the back of your head as you whimpered and moaned, panting as you swallowed more and more. toji groaned as you pulled out his cock from the boxers and gave him some attention.

after awhile he had to do it. “that’s it pup, shit, cmon,” toji pulled you up, he had to quickly drop down to his knees and lift your legs up, not giving you a second to think before he pushed into you. your eyes nearly popped, he was resting his head on your shoulder for moment, god you were sucking him like crazy, he could feel his dick trembling in your hole.

“toji, ah, ‘s big,” you whimpered and whined, drooling as toji lifted his head, his eyes rolling as you squeezed him. god he missed you so much.

“such a fucking—brat,” he snapped his hips, picking up speed as you cried out, his babygirl was so good. your nails dig into his back as the water splashed onto the floor. your tits bouncing with every sharp snap as he bit and sucked every exposed part of your body.

“i’m sorry,” you kissed him, toji remembered you saying that earlier.

“why’re you sorry, ugh,” toji seemed to always get your real thoughts out when you were really fucked out.

“sorry for ah —hah being a brat,” your moans echoed through the huge bathroom. “I want you to win the fight…ahh,” your legs shook as your head went back, cumming around his relentless pace. “I’m sorry I was avoiding yo—ahh—“!

“don’t fucking apologize,” toji snapped, his grip on the tub had his veins bulging, his biceps flexing as he watched you whimper and moan underneath him, thrashing in the water as he fucked you some more. he wanted to see more. his arm wrapped around your body as he lifted you up to sit on the outside of the tub, kneeling on the side he opened your legs to see the pretty sight of the juices frothing at the base of his dick, sliding down his heavy sack.

“ya always take me in so well,” he rubbed your clit as he slowed his pace, so drunk on you he couldn’t stop. the slow reveal of his large thic cock, then disappearing back into your dripping warm pussy, the squelching of your juices as you whined.

“who cares about everyone else,” toji held your chin up. your eyes foggy. “doesn’t matter what everyone thinks, ugh—i love you.” his lips swallowed your cries as he picked up the pace. his large palm grabbing your tit as he fucked you with all his love, until his heavy balls finally emptied inside your warm walls. he groaned into your lips, milking the most of his hot white cum. his lips pressed against your own as he caught his breath.

your hand was deep in his hair, caressing his head as he drooled on your shoulder, rocking some more cum in before slowly pulling out enjoying the sight of his thick cum leaking down to your asshole.

“everyone thinks I’m using you, or that I’m too young for you…that you need someone smart…” you held his wrist that caressed your perky nipples. his eyes lift up, noticing the worried concern written all over. your pussy pulsing as more thic cum squeezed out as he massaged a palm on the inside of your thigh to keep your legs spread for his eyes.

“you are bossy, and can act like a brat,” he replies, your brows crease in annoyance,

“I’m not bossy, you’re just,” you scoff, “and I’m not a brat—ah,” you’re face beats red as toji flicks your clit. “don’t do tha—aht,” he gives it a harsher slap this time. your face bursts into deep red. he snickers as you try to close your legs, but accidentally slipping down into the bathtub, with a yelp knocking his legs as well as he fell. he quickly catches himself, looking down at you bursting out of the water.

“I almost drowned!” you cry dramatically. “i was abouta die.”

“smart isn’t the word…but yes dramatic,” toji continued, you huff pushing his chest back. he couldn’t stop laughing as he sat in front of you. The tub water was all over the ground as he filled it up again. “like I said.”

you looked up at him. “even if the whole world doesn’t understand…as long as we do, then that’s all that matters,” toji held your face gently.

after some more discussion, you finally allowed yourself to trust the fighter. you also decided that their was no point in hiding anymore. it was not liked by some. but others were just in shock. because who wouldn’t expected this scary huge man to actually be a sweetheart.

“my girlfriend did it for me,” toji answered the directors question. they were filming him in the gym as he trained for the upcoming fight. it also was the best place to fix all the misconceptions that were spreading around them.

the director and the crew were shocked. the cute little earring that toji had pierced a month ago on his right ear was revealed to have been done by you. not only that, but you had a matching one as well. toji has collected tattoos over the years and a recent one of a crescent moon over his heart was revealed to have been gotten because of a special person in his life.

“we’ve been dating for almost a year, she’s very private, so that photographer is a fucking bitch for taking those photos,” toji snapped, sukuna was behind the cameraman telling him to calm down. the director ran with how open toji was being. though he never went into detail about personal information about himself or you. that meant the most he talked about was how much he adores you.

new headlines took place, some twisted his words trying to read between the lines, while others believed the truth. but it still wasn’t enough. not until the day of the fight. everyone’s eyes were not only on the fighters, but the girl with a crescent moon necklace and wearing toji’s mma shorts cheering him on.

he reassured you over and over and you finally listened. because who cares? at the end of the day it’s only you and him. you sat beside his team instead of the usual seat beside the journalists.

your nerves were high, you were afraid this whole scandal deal distracted toji from his training. you were worried as you watched him in the ring. he was taking a lot of hits, your heart hammering as he continued to take the punches. your voice was numb in the loud audience that cheered for him.

your hands grasped at your jacket as you winced when he took a harder hit to the ribs. toji slumped over, coughing some blood, when the wind got knocked out of him. your eyes were wide with worry.

you were shouting nonstop. “toji! get up!” you were grasping the sides of your head as you watched him push back up, holding his side, his breathing was slightly off, but his eyes flickered to the side, noticing you’re worried expression.

your smile grew hundred fold when toji knocked his opponent. your cheers were ear piercing as you jumped on the seats as you celebrated with the whole team. toji’s undefeated streak! geto and gojo screaming along with you. journalists and cameramen flooded the ring as you continued cheering on top of the stadium seat. however your eyes caught the fighter pushing his way through the crowd.

he jumped out of the ring, ignoring the sharp pain all over his body, and instead made his goal you. he grabbed your waist, pulling you down as his lips crashed into yours. your entire body was leaning into him as your feet fell down, standing on your tippy toes as his lips devoured yours. audiences screamed as journalist surrounded.

you whined as his tongue played with yours, letting his hand travel down to get a handful of your ass. right on top of his name that was printed on the back. you moaned so quietly that only he could feel the vibrations, letting his tongue pull away, only to capture your lips again. your arms were wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer, until he winced.

“how’re you feeling?” you whispered, as he groaned, burying his face in the your neck. your arms securing around him brushing the sweaty mess of hair. she’s so warm. toji sighed, if only it was just them.

“so many people,” he complained, your hand combed through his hair. “hate the fuckin press.”

“then why’d you make a whole scene?” you mumble, trying to calm your heated face. only for him to come up and kiss your cheek, wrapping a secure arm around you. as he kissed your cheek again and again.

“so people can see I’m yours,” he winked, you cringe at the attention, hugging toji in embarrassment as he laughed, and pushed through the crowd. he answered some questions on the way, however you hung around answering some questions for him.

“were you confident about the match? any nerves?” someone asked.

“hard work pays off” his answers were so simple.

“he was very nervous. he always trains hard, but before matches he goes like crazy and is all jittery when he’s not at the gym,” you chime in brightly, the journalists all laughing, as toji looked at you with bewilderment. the journalists took complete advantage of you, and you were having a blast.

toji had to be stitched up, cuts on his face and ribs meant the journalists could go on and on and you were all laughing as he gave you multiple side eyes. of course journalists get along with each other.

On the return home, he was leaning completely into you. this had to be one of his most difficult matches in his professional career. he was so worn out, yet his hands could not stay off you.

“let me open you up till we get there,” toji was pulling at your shorts, slipping his hand into your panties.

“wait—dudeeee,” you gasp holding his wrist as he played with the slick that built up. his lips curling into a smirk as he sighed against your ear.

“what was this from? the make-out right now, or when my tongue was down your throat in front of all those people?” toji sent shivers running through your whole body. thighs squeezing only for him to lift your leg over his lap opening you up. “don’t be shy now,” his middle finger circled your clit as he licked your ear, earning a small whimper from you. so cute.

“could feel your lips begging me to give it to you. in front of the cameras?” you went red, he could always read your body better than you. his fingers opened your folds, going down to circle your tight little hole. “didn’t know my puppy was a dirty little brat, chatting with those fuckin journalists.” he pushed two fingers inside you, earning a moan. “now now, don’t want to bother the driver.” Luckily the screen was up but it wasn’t sound proof.

“stop teasing me. you’re so annoying,” you roll your shoulder making him huff, fingering you faster as you clawed his arm.

“stop fucking with me,” he groaned, “stay still,” he hummed as you squeezed around his long digits, as he curled them. “love you, love my pussy, lemme see,” man gets too drunk on your most intimate parts.

the moment you arrived at the penthouse, he pulled you into the bedroom, stripping your clothes as he devoured your pussy. his body was wincing as his tongue lapped and slobbered on your sopping pussy lips. his entire body making out with the heaven between your legs.

“we can do this tomorrow, you’re all patched—“

toji slapped your wet little pussy, earning a surprised moan. “what the fuck?” you gasp looking down at him, as he rubbed his fingers quickly seeing how wet your pussy is getting. his chin and lips were already drenched in your juices as he panted. he was purely going off adrenaline and lust.

“don’t care if I’m fuckin dyin, always gonna eat my puppy up,” toji was sucking all your worth as your back arched, nails digging through his scalp as the sounds of his lips echoed through the room as he pulled back after you came.

“so hard for ya sweetheart, mmmm” he smiled, “so pretty baby,” toji licked his lips as your legs shook from the aftershocks only for his palm to come down on your pussy.

“wait! ahh toji!” drool was slipping down your cheek as he had your pussy wiggling from his relentless slaps. “uhh gon..ahh cum!” you cried out, toji immediately moved up. his fingers slapping your clit, humming as your legs shook.

“yer gonna take me all like a good girl?” he stroked his heavy hanging dick. Kneeling up, his arms coming up to move his wet black hair out of his face letting you get a full view of his sculpted patched up chest, the sweat trickling down his dark happy trail, leading to his full balls hanging in anticipation, his dick too heavy to stand tall and slumping forward, grazing your pelvis. your cheeks blew red as you watched his cock twitch.

he noticed you catch your breath. your nipples brushed by his teeth and wet with his saliva from earlier when he was taking your clothes off. you threw your arm over your face, he was about to ruin you— “drenching the sheets too soon, sweetheart,” he slapped your pussy with his dick, licking his lips as you whimpered. his hand coming to push your legs up, spreading your hole for him.

“ugh wonder what—uh you’d be like if I didn’t stretch you out,” he groaned as he pushed in, his eyes rolling back for a moment. definitely the best feeling was entering his love after a long fight.

“ah ‘ts big—ahhh,” you grab at the sheets beside you as he holds your thighs up, crashing his hips into yours. he moans loudly, your eyes were shinning, he was so loud tonight.

“so fucking perfect, perfect love,” he snapped his hips faster, relishing in the lewd sounds of your pussy squelching. his lips crashed into yours. “wanted to fuck you right there ugh uh in front of everyone.” your jaw slacked at his pace and words.

“in the ring, ahh!” you added on, making toji groan deeply, driving his hips deeper only to hit your soft spot, sending your vision white.

“show em how good of girl you really are, not such a fucking brat?” toji groaned, slightly wincing as he continued his pace, feeling your walls squeeze him. your mind loosing grasp of his lust and your pleasure.

“d-don’t sa-ahy things like—“ you whine, tongue lulling out as toji licked it up, salvia running into your mouth as your tongues played, his hand pushing your thighs further up to your stomach as he slammed his hips into yours.

“ah fuck puppy, gonna gush on me?” toji dropped his head to your neck as he continued his pace only for his body to convulse, you were so close, yet toji was whimpering so gently into your neck.

“uh—‘oji?” your hand caressed the back of his head, fingers tangling in his hair. toji whimpered again, his pace slowing down. your concern grew as he panted against your neck.

“just a second pup,” he kissed your neck, his breath was heavy, your mind trying to clear up, trying to ignore the fat pulsing cock that was still intruding your insides. “gunno cum if you keep squeezin me,” toji rocked his hips, biting your shoulder only for you to finally realize what was happening.

“shit! your stitches opened,” you noticed the blood that soaked the bandages around his torso.

“ ‘is fine, give me a moment—ah pup don’t mov—shit,” toji groaned as you pushed his shoulder back, trying to be careful of his bruises and other cuts. he fell onto his back with a distressed face, you took a deep breath, lifting your body up.

“no, pup, keep me inside you,” toji begged, thrusting up, only for you to yelp, pushing down on his chest firmly and lifting up. a shiver went through your body as his fat cock slipped out of you. shuddering at the loss.

“what’re you doin—we didn’t fini—“ toji tried to pull you back onto him. your slippery folds rubbing against his drenched cock.

your hands stopped him. “you’re injured, don’t need you bleeding out as we’re fucking,” you scold him. toji groans as he tries to pull you back as you move off the bed.

“I needa be inside you, i won. lemme me feel you?” he grumbled, only for you to pull him up.

“then let me fix your stitches, and let’s change the bandages,” toji groans but ultimately listens since that would be the only way he’ll fuck you.

you slipped on a robe as you had him sit on the wide ledge seat against the windows in the bathroom. you handed him a towel to wipe himself only for him to roll his eyes. “leave it, wanna slip back into you easily.”

“animal,” you grumbled, trying to hide the heat it sent through your body. you carefully unwrapped his dirty bandages. he pushed his sweaty hair back as he watched you move around the bathroom, carefully examining the open cut. going back to wash your hands, toji puffs out his cheeks.

“you’re welcome,” you sarcastically say to his expression.

“gonna wear a little nurse outfit fer me?” he teased.

“ha ha,” you rolled your eyes with a smile, making toji smile. his insides filled with warmth as you tightened his stitches back. he’d wince every couple seconds. and you’d mumble a bunch of “sorry” “almost done”

“it’s fine,” toji leaned his head back against the window, eyes screwed shut. you were gentle wrapping the bandages around. he’d peak his eyes just to get a look at your focused expression, brows creased in concentration. so cute. you’d leave a delicate kiss on his stomach a few inches above the cut. toji looked away, trying to ignore the sudden warmth it sent to his face. his hand couldn’t help but come up to caress your cheek. your eyes flicked up to his face to see his soft expression.

“what?” you wrap a new bandage around his torso, while also cleaning his other wounds. rubbing some ointment on the bruises.

“nothin,” he lifts his arms up to help you. you sigh as you finish up, unbeknownst to his adoring thoughts. you wiped some sweat from your forehead.

“all good?” he asks, hands coming up under your robe to hold your waist. your hands fell on his shoulder, nodding as your hands caressed his tousled hair.

“don’t like seeing you hurt,” you mumble, toji smiles, leaning forward to kiss your sternum. his hand slipped to the back of your thigh to lift your legs onto his large thighs, letting your legs spread hovering over him.

“It is my job,” he smiles making you roll your eyes.

“ya I know,” he laughs, kissing the space between your tits again. his lips getting sloppier as he pushes the robe to allow him to suck your nipple. he allows himself to fall into his pain from the injuries as well as his heightened neediness, as he whined for you.

it was so incredibly rare to see how vulnerable he was being. half lidded eyes as his drool covered your tits as he sucked and bit letting his cock grow on his thigh, your sighs filling his ears. to hear his angels voice echo always had his blood rushing south.

“drip all over me puppy, please,” he groaned from the back of his throat as his cock bounced from the heaviness hanging between his open legs awaiting your pussy to leak onto him, “wanna fuck ya , feel you—uhh,” he latched onto your nipple again, whimpering when he felt your juices rub against his cock. “so full for ya—ugh, just like that—“ toji groaned as you stroked him some more rubbing him through your folds. you could feel how heavy and full his balls were making him whine some more.

he hung his tongue out, lapping at your nipple as he made eye contact, his cheeks were flushed a deep red. he was acting like a needy brat and you couldn’t help how much it was turning you on. you brushed the hair from his face, stroking his cock between your folds as he begged for more. yearned for more.

“wanna fill me up? huh?” you wanted to know how far he’ll beg.

“please, needa be inside you,” toji whined, biting your nipple as you rubbed his head in encouragement. “cmon pup, put me inside,” he drooled. you couldn’t get any words in, your face was too heated to reply to his submissiveness, so you obeyed his begs. slipping his heavy length inside your squelching hole.

“shit!! so warm,” his head falls back as you take the lead, careful of his injuries.

“uhh feels good—“ your head is back as he drinks up the lustful view of you bouncing on his dick. his grip is leaving bruises on your waist and thighs as his body shudders. he yanks the robe off, groaning as your tits bounce in his face.

“close puppy, uhh fuck—if ya keep lookin at me like that—‘m not gonna last—“ toji groans as you shiver above him, wanting so badly to cum with your lover. it was so rare to have him cum with you. you always lost to his stamina, but not now.

“cum inside me,” you moan into his lips. licking his tongue as he groaned so deeply.

“don’t say that y/n/n,” toji’s veins strain as he feels it coming. his abs clenching as his groans came from deep inside him.

“rub me, gonna do it for ya,” you whimper as you bring his fingers to your clit, letting him rub quick circles as your eyes roll back, shuddering as you let go, but he’s waiting. his hand slaps your clit repeatedly, your jaw dropped as a silent scream comes out as he rubs quick circles until your eyes fill with tears and you finally feel a rush. you squirt, toji shudders at the splash on his lower half, finally giving the last of his energy to thrust up into the gushing hole until he finally lets go with you.

“fhuck! ah shit—such a good girl, ugh fuck,” toji whimpers as his cum mixes with your mess as your nails dig into his shoulder. “ah sweetheart,” his lips latch onto your neck as you whine, shaking above him, letting him empty his fat balls, as he has you bounce until every drop is pulled out.

you’re panting holding his head against your chest as you slowly tried to catch your breath. with toji at his limit, you had to screw your head back fast. you could feel his body slumped on your chest as his arms lazily wrapped around your body for security. he sighed.

your body gently moves back, holding his face in your hands as he looked up at you with half lidded eyes. you brushed the hair from his face as he rubbed gentle circles on your waist. his lips were swollen, chest heaving, cheeks flushed a deep red. his eyes fluttered from the gentle feel for your hands on his face.

“wanna go again?” the man was funny. he could not go again, and yes you were sure.

“let’s clean up,” you laugh, he hums helping you get off him. he gives a small shudder at the juices that spill out. humming as you stand on shaky legs to turn the shower on. licking his lips at the mess that drips down your legs.

you help him in the shower, washing his hair and body as he sighs. he was beyond exhausted, and having you taking care of him was the only thing keeping him slightly awake.

“you feeling okay?” you were kneeling up on the bed as toji sat in front of you, drying his hair. a fresh bandage on him again.

he only hummed, he was tired. you gently turned his head, making him look up over his shoulder. his eyes were barely open, arm wrapping around your waist inside your robe as he fell on top of you.

“wait—lemme grab some clothes,” he doesn’t respond, only kicking his towel off the bed and wrapping his arms around your waist from the exposed open robe. his lips pressing lazily on your sternum until he rests his head above your breasts immediately sinking into a deep sleep.

there was no moving from this position.

you brushed his hair. the blankets enveloped the two of you as you fell asleep. unknown to the new headlines that would spread across the news. all along the lines about toji’s insane match, but also the sunshine of a girlfriend.

one fan even stating, “i couldn’t take my eyes off them! when they were whispering in the middle of the chaos, my heart was melting! that’s when I knew all the rumors were bs, because the two looked so in love!”

“the first time I’ve ever seen THE toji fushiguro simp for a lady!”

#you’re writing is soooooo good #♰ : 𝐇𝓐𝐍𝐍𝓐𝐇 𝐑𝐄𝓐𝐃𝓢 !#♰ : 𝐓𝓞𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝓤𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝓤𝐑𝓞 !

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