Prone Bone Toji Kissing You Whispering How Good Your Pussy Feels

prone bone toji kissing you whispering how good your pussy feels

hes not as much the type to be verbally romantic so he shows it in the way he fucks you some nights

of course, you never mention it for his prides sake

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Toji is the type of man that demands control no matter what aspect of his life. He likes knowing the affects he has on your body. Which is exactly how you found yourself underneath the big tall man.

Your front pressed against the pillows. A pillow at the bottom of your hips to help give him leverage. Truth be told maybe it was on you, teasing him all day. Sending him pictures when he was trying to work.

Could he blame you? Had he seen himself?

Your wrists were pinned on the side of your head. Your mouth slightly parted and drool escaping. Low wines and shaky breaths leaving your lips. Your legs snugly trapped between his. All Toji’s weight is pressed on your back. An unforgiving pace poking that spot inside you that always made you melt.

You feel your boyfriend lean down. Nothing short of groans and whispers to himself, none that you could hear. Too fucked out to really pay attention.

“Pussy was made for me huh?” You feel his breath fan your neck , a shiver runs up your spine.

You don’t respond, the sound of skin slapping fills your ears , and the sting of his balls slapping back against you makes you lose all focus. Your senses are overstimulated. How could they not be with the way he’s treated you to orgasm after orgasm since you both went to bed.

You feel a pair of rough hands slide under your stomach, up to roughly cup your tits.

“I asked you a question, I’m not going to repeat myself again”

Your trance seemed to have broken, because before you knew it new fresh tears streamed down your face. “Yes! Yes Toji it’s all for you” You babble.

The man above you snickers in response.

“Yeah it is” You can hear the smirk from his lips. You want nothing more than to turn around and look at him, touch him, feel him. But you were too fucked out too care.

His lips trace down your neck, to your jaw until finally his right hand pulls your hair back. Your head lifting. A pout graces your lips. He stopped moving. Why?

“Love fucking this pussy so much, you know that right?” His lips meet your cheek, pressing multiple kisses.

“Mhm” you nod eagerly. “L-love when you fuck me so much, feel so big”

“So good I just might not pull out”

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anon from the last post here.. creaming and crying i love the way u wrote my thoughts out i will treasure it 4ever

LOL I LOVE WRITING THEM! I’m so happy u liked it

I hope u didn’t mind it was short 😭 I plan on writing much longer pieces I promise I just have to get the groove

Your mind is gorgeous btw thank you for the request 💗

Definitely would love a part 2 to “I wish you roses” if you ever feel like doing another part! 🩷

yes for sure planning a part 2! Hopefully by the beginning of next week it will be posted :) thank you for reading! 💗

HELLO!

I also write for gojo and geto! ☺️ send in requests for them as well, I’m going to try and get a draft done tonight, possibly will be toxic baby daddy toji! unless I change my mind and post that one later this week 😭

ty for all the follows, likes, and reblogs <3 I appreciate all of you sm :,)