Dont Know If You Write Michael Talking But Og Kinda Inexperienced Michael Cums In Reader And He Whispers

Don’t know if you write Michael talking but og kinda inexperienced Michael cums in reader and he whispers raspy quiet sweet things in your ear “oh baby” “feels- so good”

Hmmm...

Silent Michael Myers (asides from his grunts and harsh breathing) is more appealing to me than if he speaks. I don't think there's ever been a moment where he utters any words, so it would be kinda startling if he started talking all of the sudden. 😂

However, I'm a major slut for deep voices so if I could imagine him with one, it would be one of those dark and gravely ones. He would also be a man of few words and not be sweet at all about it.

Just a tinsy little drabble for this, honey.

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WARNINGS/TAGS: Dark, rape/noncon elements, extremely dubious consent, explicit content, possessive, unprotected sex, Michael speaks (a little)

"Tight." Michael practically growled out the word, hands digging into the fat of your hips as he forced you to take every inch of him.

Your ass was pressed firmly against his pelvis, a gasp of pain leaving you at the bruising hold he had on you. Clutching the edge of the table you were bent over on, you pulled your body forward, hoping to escape from Michael's grip.

Noticing this, Michael pulled you flush against him, a scream leaving you when he threatened to penetrate through your cervix with that one thrust. Cries left you when he wrapped a hand around your throat and squeezed a breast with another.

"Mine." Michael muttered into your hair, his chest pressing on your back to keep you immobile beneath him. Your squirming only made him harder, your channel clenching involuntarily around him and making his cock throb angrily.

"Please, let me go." You tearfully hiccuped. You didn't know how much longer you could take this. Michael was not a kind man, the red marks and bruises scattered across your body proving it. Even as you pleaded with him, he was never once gentle with you. Your body trembled pathetically when he bit the nape of your neck.

"No." With that, Michael grabbed both of your pillowy breasts and jerked you back on his broad frame.

Breathless moans left you with every one of his jarring thrusts, your body rocking in tandem with his motions. Before long, you could feel the pressure build on your stomach, thighs starting to quiver as your orgasm neared.

With every wet smack of your hips clashing, Michael could feel himself ready to come inside you again. It had been startling to him when he first came, the feeling euphoric and alien to him. However, after numerous sessions with you, it was something he strived for as he worked your body. The way your pliant body rippled enticingly with his brutal assault had him addicted. "So soft."

Wrapping his arms tightly around you, he pummeled away at your wet pussy. You could do nothing but take it. Your arms were caged on either side of you, unable to jerk free from his hold. He adjusted his stance so that your legs were around his, spreading you wide to take him all the way inside you. His mind set on filling you up once more, your screams driving him to completion as he jerked sloppily inside you.

"This. Is. Mine." He hissed in your ear, punctuating each word with a hard thrust. You only mewled in response, mind clouded with pleasure as slick and cum ran down your thighs.

Michael brought a hand to your lower belly, a pleased grunt leaving him when he felt the swell of him inside you. "You're mine."

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒

𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝑥 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐!𝑡𝑜𝑗𝑖 𝑥 𝑠𝑢𝑏!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

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"𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰?!"

he ruts his hips into you at an animalistic pace. his hands grip at your hips harshly. you were acting like a fool all day, and he finally snaps. his cock bruises your cervix.

"𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 '𝐦- 𝐀𝐇! 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘!!" you cried out, as he bullies into you. "𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲?? 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲???" he says, his pace getting rougher and faster. you two were just out to eat and all you were going was responding to a waiter who was flirting with you. you didnt know how else to respond, you were only just talking. and toji knew that.

"𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄!!" you cried once more, drool was pouring out of your mouth, coating your neck and your breasts. "𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐡??" toji taunts, biting his lip at the sight of his cock dissapearing in and out of you.

"𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐩!! 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬!!" that makes him chuckle. that was his original plan. "𝐢𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐩, 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭." this makes you gasp. immediately, you start begging for him as he keeps thrusting.

"𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥. 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭." he says, grinning as his seed spilling deep inside of you. you moan so sweetly, falling onto your side. "𝐡𝐞𝐡. 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥." he praises, rubbing your scalp.

[an- first this was a geto. then gojo, and i rested with toji, part 2 of teeth coming soon..]

☆ WHEN YOU HAVE SEX WITH YOUR PROFESSOR — NANAMI, TOJI, GETO, GOJO.

summary: you have sex with your professor. for many different reasons.

wc: 4.2k (each of these were meant to be 500 words long so idk what happened)

cw: smutty smut afab!reader who's in university, mutual masturbation, spanking, semi public sex, toji is not a professor but a gym coach who rails you in a supply closet, but theres a lot of sex on a lot of desks so mdni.

an: theres actually a smidge of plot in this just a tiny bit if you do a deep squint, but the smut id personally say is my best yet. so give it a chance people, but come for the smut stay for the dialogue. hope you enjoy! not proofread ignore mistakes pls <3

☆ NANAMI

nanami kento, was the strictest teacher you have ever had. you couldn’t get away with your usual tricks that you did with some of your other professors — strutting past their office during office hours in your skimpiest clothes to get a better grade. it was as if nanami was immune to all your devices.

but with a big exam coming up, you knew you had to make something happen since studying was not your forte. so you were prepared to do anything to get that A.

“come in," his deep voice calls from inside.

as you enter his office, you are met with the sight of your professor, his glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, reviewing a stack of papers. he glances up at you briefly before returning his attention to his work.

"what can I help you with?" he ask, his tone professional.

“i wanted to see if we could talk about the exam you set for us tomorrow,” you start to say, his eyes still focused on his papers, not sparing you a glance. “i was thinking we could figure out a way for me to get extra credit… sir.” 

you had his attention now. technically you’ve always had his attention — yes nanami was different to all the other professors you’ve ever had but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t a man at the end of the day. 

he always noticed the way you’d sit in his classroom, your pouty mouth always gnawing at your pencil as you never had a clue what was going on. nanami always had to hide his dick feeling tight in his trousers whenever you walk into his classroom. little did you know that you actually would’ve failed his class a long time ago, but because he just couldn’t let go of the sight of how your pretty tits bounce everytime you raise your hand, he always made you pass. 

“well what are you willing to do for that extra credit?” he says, his tone slightly amused.

“whatever you want” you respond a bit too eagerly, you were coming onto him hard. but it was working, you could already see the crack in his usual stoic facade. “c’mon professor nanami, i need to pass this class,” you practically beg. 

“oh yeah, you definitely need to pass this exam, you’re one more failed exam to flunking my whole class,” he affirms — lying through his teeth. “so i think you should come sit up here, and show me what you’re willing to do huh.”

suddenly, you start to feel nervous. usually you’d have control of the situation, you’d flaunt your ass, fuck your teacher and get an A, easily. but this time, you could see in nanami’s eyes that from when you entered his office — that he was running the show.

you saunter over his desk, and he pushes his seat back allowing you to have room to perch on his desk in front of him. “take off your shirt,” he commands, and you’re quick to fling off your top — that was barely covering anything anyways, “wow no bra, why am i not surprised.” he stares at your hardened nipples smirking as he continues to say, “you know i see your nipples peeking at me through your shit all the time in class.”

“really?” you question coyly.

“you don’t think i see how you practically fuck yourself in your seat when i’m doing a reading,” he continues, his arms folding as if he was telling you off, “a bit disrespectful, right?”

“no i-it’s just i really like the sound of your voice,” you stammer, embarrassed at him calling you out. you couldn’t deny that your professor was hot, everybody thought so and you hated school the only thing that got you through your classes was your day dreams of him fucking you.

“oh really, well i wanna see you get off to it for real this time.”

“wha—”

“touch yourself,” he demands with a grin, “fuck yourself on your fingers, put on a show for me,” he loosens his tie, and unbuttons his cuffs, ready to watch you perform for him, “and if you do well, then we could talk about your extra credit.”

you take off your pants, your hands moving directly to your throbbing pussy — since of course you had no panties on. you press your thumb down on your clit as your fingers work their way into your cunt. you were already soaked, just from hearing your professor speak to you, so it was easy to slide your digits in and out of you. 

nanami’s grin grows wider, loving the way your work your pussy,  “you not gonna play with your tits?” and you take his hint, your other hand sliding up to cup one of your boobs, your fingers pinching and pulling at your nipples. “good girl,” he praises.

you add another finger inside of you, writhing down hard on his desk against your digits. you quicken your pace, rubbing your thumb vigorously against your clit. his gaze on you served as an encouragement, your ultimate goal was shifted, at this point you didn’t care whether he passed or failed you — you just wanted to put on a good show for him.

“you gonna cum for me?” he taunts, the sound of your pussy squelching around your fingers as you drive them in is like music to his ears. you barely even noticed him fisting his dick, stroking it hard — matching the pace of your fingers hammers your cunt.  “you gonna make a big mess for me all over my desk?”

“professor i-” you whine, wanting more than just your own fingers inside of you, “please i need—”

“professor? what was it that you called me earlier?” he teases, “remind me of that and then maybe i’ll give you what you’re begging for.”

“s-sir please,” you sputter, barely being able to string a sentence together. you could feel you were about to cum hard. your fingers were still drilling into your pussy, and your hands were still suctioned on your tit and nanami's dick was taunting you. “i need you.”

“you need me hmm?” he mocks, his eyebrow tilting as he stares at your fucked out face.

“yeah p-please i need your dick,” you beg, your pussy was gushing all over your fingers, as your strokes got sloppier, “i need you i-in me.”

“oh really?” he asks with a smirk, a slight chuckle as you nod eagerly, “well too bad.”

“wha—”

“you really thought i’d put my dick in a slutty student that’s not even smart enough to even pass my class?” he lectures, he tuts his teeth, shaking his head, “now finish off for me and leave office hours end in a few minutes.”

“f-fuck,” you moan out, you could barely even process his words, too busy focused on cumming all over your fingers to think about how he just denied you of what you really wanted, your hand falls off your tit, your head jerking back as your release over his desk. he’s quick to cum too, biting down on his fist to surpress the loud moan threatening to come out

“you really made a mess for me huh,” he observes, swiping his fingers across the pool of cum you left on his desk and bringing it into his mouth, “sweet.” you were at a loss for words, you were just coached through one of the best orgasms you ever had from your professor — and he didn’t even touch you — yet you still don’t know whether he’s gonna pass you or not.

“so about that exam…?” you voice trails, as you put back on your shirt, hopping of his desk.

“i’ll think about it, sit the exam first and i’ll see what i can do,” his voice turns serious, and he nods his head in the direction for you to leave indicating for you to get up out of his office. but just before you're about to leave the room he calls out to you, “oi.”

“thanks for the live show.” 

☆ TOJI 

“why do we always have to fuck in such awkward spaces,” you complain nearly tripping on a basketball as toji holds you upright.

“you know you love it baby,” he smirks, pressing a kiss to your cheek, thrusting up into you further. 

you were in the gym supply closet, having your weekly sex with your university's gym teacher. you don’t even know how your little routine came about but once he started to hammer into you every friday after basketball practice, you’ve never missed a meet up.

“don’t call me that,” you groan out at the use of his pet name.

“why not?” he grumbles, cupping your tits with his hands as he stands behind you, “aren’t you students s’pposed to listen to your teachers and all that.”

you take a sharp inhale as his large hands smother your boobs, his thick things toy with your nipples, “but y-you aren’t a real teacher, in case you forgot.”

“am too,” he mutters like a child.

“a-are not,” you spit back just as childishly.

“am, too,” he persists, thrusting into you hard. pushing you down by your nape, forcing your hands to grip onto some random gym apparatus. he uses his foot to spread your legs apart wider so he can fit right behind you. fucking into you with something to prove.

“you teach gym to a bunch of brain dead j-jocks, wouldn’t say that classifies as being an actual professor toji.” you continue riling him up, biting your lip as his hammers into you harder. “you’re more like a glorified personal trainer than a teacher.”

he drives into you deeper, “oh and your just an uppity bitch, who still ended up fucking this ‘personal teacher,’ in a gym closet,” his mouth moves close to your ear, as he whispers, “so what does that say about you baby?” he presses a kiss underneath your ear lobe, before lightly sucking on it.

his words go straight to your core, him calling you an ‘uppity bitch’ had the exact effect he intended them to have — you throwing  your ass on his dick, fucking him back as hard as he was fucking you. 

he sends a smack to your ass, biting his lip as it ripples at the contact of his palm. his slaps were merciless, having you scream out every time he hits your cheek. “how’s this for a glorified personal trainer huh?” he coos in your ear, feeling dignified as you rut against him more feigning for more of his dick in your throbbing pussy. 

“ah you f-fill me up s-so so good,” you mewl out, as his dick pumps in and out of you stuffing you with every thrust. his mouth latches onto the nape of your neck, sucking on it as he ploughs into you deeper, hitting your spot with pinpoint accuracy.

“i know i do baby, i always stuff you good don’t i?” he groans out, your pussy was a vice grip on his dick, had him suppressing his moans whenever you clenched around him, “don’t know why you fuck around with these lame ass boys in your classes, they can’t fuck you like i do. do they?”

“well…” you voice trails in a teasing tone.

“dont f-fucking play with me,” he sputters, feeling himself about to bust all inside of you, “i’m the only one you fucking right,” when he doesn’t hear an immediate answer, he shoves himself into you his hips pushing right against your ass, “right?”

“y-yes fuck, right,” you sigh rolling your eyes at his act of possessiveness — ignoring how you pussy got even wetter at his words. “you’re the b-best i ever had, toji.”

“you’re damn right i am,” he scoffs out giving your ass one final slap as he says, “you going finish all over my dick, c’mon baby coat my dick with your sweet sweet,” and you do just that. you cum with a cry, releasing all over toji, as he shoots into you a loud groan leaving his mouth.

“aww i forgot how loud you get for me,” you tease him as he pulls out of you, turning to look at him with a grin, which he huffs out, “anyways what did i tell you about cumming in me, i'm not one of those cheerleaders you run around with,” you fuss swatting at his chest.

“yeah you aren’t one of the cheerleaders i run around with,” he repeats, “hence why i can cum in you, you know you’re my favourite fuck out of all my students”

“ugh you’re so gross.”

“you say that with my cum running down your legs,” he says, giving you a pointed look, his eyes staring down at your thighs, “i do have another hour till my next class i gotta teach, so i could clean it up for you?” he offers, already going down to his knees, knowing that was a suggestion you would not deny.

“if you insist.”

he starts to suck against your thighs as you lean against the wall, sandwiched between a goal post and a hockey stick, but just before his lips latch onto your pussy, he looks up to you with a pout, “do you really think gym coaches aren’t teachers?”

“oh shut up toji,” you mutter, pushing his head to your cunt.

☆ GETO

you storm into your professors office, pissed off. professor geto was the worst teacher you’ve ever had. he was cocky, arrogant and most of the time he didn’t have a clue what he was teaching. 

“ah miss know it all,” he muses, his personal nickname he created for you during his first semester of being your professor, “to what do i owe the pleasure this time.” you were no stranger to geto’s office, you were practically the only student that actually used his office hours. geto didn’t mind it though. the unplanned visits, your impoliteness — he was amused by it. 

“could you explain why you gave me a B, on my last paper?” you interrogate, waving said essay in his face furiously, “when we both know that this is easily worth an A.”

“i just think you could do better,” he shrugs nonchalantly, “i just think you haven’t harnessed your true potential, that’s all.” geto knew you were smart, the smartest person he’s ever taught. he just needed to get you in his office. and he knew a below average grade on an essay, that didn’t even matter, was the way to do that.

“and what do you know about potential?” you mutter, more to yourself than anything, “i don’t even know how you managed to get this job.”

he rolls his eyes at your comments, “do you really want this A?” 

"of course i want the stupid A," you reply, your tone determined. "i've put in the effort, and i've met all the requirements for this paper. there's no reason for you to give me a B except for your own personal bias against me."

“personal bias? some may argue that you’re actually my favourite?” geto leans back in his chair, a sly grin on his face. "but alright, then. here's the deal," he says, folding his arms. "if you can convince me right now, in this very moment, that you deserve an A for this paper, i'll change your grade. but you'll have to persuade me.”

“persuade you?” you retort, “what you want me to do a powerpoint presentation or something…?” 

he chuckles, shaking his head at your naivety, for someone so smart you somehow lack social awareness, “no i wanna see if you taste as good as you look.”

“you mean…” your voice trails, finally catching on to what he was getting at.

“come lay down on my desk,” he says casually as if this was a usual ordeal between the two of you. he could see you hesitating, “you do want that A right?” 

your feet were stuck in the ground, you never wanted to be one of those girls — ones that had to fuck a teacher just to get through university. but, regardless of your below A grade, you were more curious about what it would actually be like. especially with a professor that looked like geto. 

you lay down on his desk, nervous, you could feel his breath on your stomach as he slides down your jeans. he was kneeling down, his face at the same level as your pussy. he toys with your underwear, pulling at it and snapping it against your skin, giving you a smile of approval in your choice of panties. but just before he pulls them off you he asks, “you sure you want to do it smarty? you can run back to your dorm if you want?”

“anything to get the A,” you grit out, basically lying, since getting your grade improved was the last thing on your mind as he pulls off your underwear. 

he takes his hair — that was usually tied up in bun —  down, releasing his long hair, “just in case you need something to pull on,” he smirks.

his fingers slide across your wet slit, spreading your lips. he presses a kiss on your clit, slightly nibbling on it before working his mouth down to your pussy. you gasp at the contact as he latches his mouth on you, his tongue darting into your cunt at a quick pace. 

geto hums in satisfaction as you hands immediately go to grab his hair, pulling at it as his tongue gives you long strokes, lapping up all the juices already spilling out of you. “i didn’t think my star student would be this needy, if only the class could see you now.” he taunts lifting his head up, “i guess they wouldn’t be surprised though, your as hungry for my tongue as you are to answer questions in class,” he finishes with a chuckle pressing a kiss to your thigh.

but you’re quick to silence him, clenching your thighs against his head, “s-shut up,” you whine, thrusting your hips up in his face to meet his tongue. your head was swirling, you could barely remember how you ended up on your professors desk in the first place. but all you were focused on was clawing your fingers through his scalp as he slurps and sucks on your pussy.

“oh m-my god,” you murmur, soaking his face. he could tell by the way you pushing his face deeper into your cunt, his nose forced into your arousal that you were close.

“ready to let me taste you” he asks, his voice sending vibrations over your pussy, “wanna taste you so fucking bad.”

“fuck d-didn’t think it’ll be this g-good,” you whine out. he brings his thumb to you clit rubbing it as fast as he could taking you over the edge. you moan out, practically squealing, as you squirt all over his face. he smirks, trying to get as much as it as he can.

“i didn’t know my star student could squirt,” he teases, his mouth glistening with evidence of you, “or should i call you my star squirter.”

“haha, very funny…” you deadpan, becoming slightly shy at seeing him lick his lips wiping the last remains of you off of him.

“i guess my theory was right,” he concludes.

“what theory?” you ask, puzzled, forgetting the whole reason you let him eat you out in the first place.

“you do taste as good as you look,” he comments with a pleased grin, already reminiscing about you squirting all over his face.

“so about my A?” you ask pulling up your jeans, and collecting your things.

“yeah i’ll expect your rewrite on my desk by friday,” he shrugs, going back to his nonchalant persona.

“rewrite? did you not promise me an A if i can ‘persuade you,’ at how badly i want it?” you question, going back to your original state of being pissed off, “did i not persuade you mr ‘you do taste as good as you look.’ this is so unfair”

“ask me if i care about fairness?” he smirks, a laugh leaving his lips as he watches you storm out of his office, “hey! you left your underwear,” he calls out behind you, his laugh growing as you say nothing, putting up your middle finger at him and slamming his door shut.

☆ GOJO

“do you want to lose your job?” you chastise, “shut the fuck up.”

“but i can’t help it,” he purrs, nuzzling into your neck to suppress his non stop moans and whines that he was doing as he pushed his dick in you, “your pussy’s just too good.”

you were leaning against the desk of your professor gojo’s lecture hall, your legs wrapped around his bag as he hoisted you up, grinding his body against yours as his dick drives in your pussy. 

it was after hours, and gojo forgot to lock his classroom doors. as soon as your peers left the room he was quick to put his lips on yours, throwing all the stationary on his desk on the floor in the most dramatic fashion ever. 

you don’t know how you got entangled in a relationship with your teacher. since you didn’t actually benefit from it, and he was needier and clingier than an actual student your age. but the mind blowing orgasms he gave you every now and again made you forget all of his ‘bad qualities.’

“c’mon don’t tell me it’s not making you feel wetter,” he murmurs in between kisses, “the idea of someone walking in on me fucking your pretty little pussy.” you ignore him, your arms tightening around his neck as you bounce on his dick. “tell me that doesn’t make you hot,” he eases his dick out of you slightly, drawing both of your attention to his member already covered in your juices. his eyebrows raise when you look back at him as if he’s just proved his point.

“whatever, i guess the idea of us getting caught isn’t that bad,” you lie, knowing it was causing you to get better, “but if we do get caught then it's your ass gojo.”

“aww you’re so thoughtful,” he coos, “you really care about me and my job, will you miss me if i get fired?”

“well i’ll miss my on campus dick,” you mutter, scratching at his back, as he thrusts into you deeper, “but i’ll be able to replace you quickly i guess.”

“oh how you wound me,” he mocks, pulling you into a deep kiss, desperate to taste you. that was gojo’s favourite thing to do to you, of course your pussy was great, but your lips were his favourite thing. sometimes he’d even drag you out of the hallway into his office —not a care in the world if anyone was around— and pull you into his lap just shove his tongue into your mouth and fondle your tits.

for a lousy professor, gojo sure knew your body well. he knew every spot to hit, every place to kiss, every stroke to make and you loved it. the scratches you were giving him on his back, encouraging him to go deeper, stuffing you to the brim. “f-fuckk you take me so so well,” he moans in your ear, whining and grunting as you tighten your hold around him. 

“i’m close,” he mutters, his pace slowing. he lowers you down so your back is laying on the desk and he swoops his mouth down to your tits. enveloping your left breast with his mouth, greedily suckling at it. 

“wow already?” you taunt, “you’ve really lost your touch professor, when i was an undergrad we could go at it for days.” his mouth pauses, as he looks up at you with a pointed look that reads as ‘girl really? as if you aren’t close.’ he wasn’t wrong, from his deep long strokes in your pussy, and his tongue twisting on your nipples, you were ready to cum all over him.

“gojo shit,” you curse, your hand coming down to your clit, flicking at it fast to speed up your orgasm. but gojo slaps your hand away, almost offended that you would try to cum off of something other than his hands and mouth. he bites down on your nipple, punishingly and that sends you overboard. you let out a shriek as you cum all over his dick, your hand quickly coming over your mouth to suppress your whines.

“what happened to being quiet huh?” he mocks your warning from earlier, “don’t want to get caught, do we now?” but he’s quick to let out a deep moan, as he releases into you, spraying your walls with all your cum. he slumps over you, exhausted, and wanting to just feel you — gojo was always needy after sex.

after you both come down from your highs and clean up — thankful that nobody stumbled across you. gojo pulls you into his lap, dabbing kisses all over your neck, “so when you gonna let me take you out, outside the classroom?”

“y’know that’s not allowed right?” you remind him, looking at your professor as if he’s lost his mind, “what we’re doing now isn’t allowed, but out in public is a no go, gojo.”

“not allowed?” he retorts, as if it’s news to him, “i thought it was just heavily frowned upon?!”

an: sooo what did you think? which one was your favourite. me personal lame gym coach toji really did it for me. tagging my girl @jabamin mainly just for nanami. but yes ALSO IDK WHY I MADE THE READER DUMB IN THE NANAMI FIC, but I juxtaposed it by making you super smart in the geto fic so it balances it out. anyways lmk what you thought, thanks for reading!! DONT USE MY DIVIDERS

♡ — toji promises to give you his cock, but just the tip okay ??

pairing. toji fushiguro x virgin fem black! reader

cw. smut, minors dni, dom!toji, 18+, first time

“toji please,” you mumbled, hips jerking as he smoothed the length of his cock through your folds. coating himself in your slick as the swollen head bumped your clit, causing your eyes to roll back as you reached out for him. desperate for some semblance of reality as pleasure clouded your vision, hands blindly stroking against his dewy skin.

“please, what?” he teased, knowing exactly what it was you wanted. that tight little hole was practically winking at him as it clenched around nothing, desperate to be filled. but he wouldn’t give it to you, no matter how much he wanted to, not yet.

“please-” you couldn’t say the words, face flushed as you wrapped a hand around his wrist. trying to move him towards where you wanted him the most, feeling the blunt tip of his cock press against your tight entrance. 

“so fuckin’ naughty,” he groaned, feeling the way your walls tried to pull him deeper. trembling around the tip of his cock as he rocked his hips forward, feeling just how tight you were, “I’m not sure you can take it all, sweetheart.”

“I can, I can take it.” you slurred, toji moved his tip back through your folds, focusing his attention on your clit as your hand around his wrist tightened.

“you can take it, huh?” he grinned, nudging your clit with his cock, “you want my cock deep inside this sloppy little pussy?”

“yes,” you almost hissed, shamelessly grinding against him as he tapped the underside of it against your slit. 

“I dunno, pretty girl.” he teased, tapping his tip against your clit, “not sure you can take it all..”

“I can,” the pressure inside you was so tight you were certain you’d burst if he didn’t give you the relief you craved, he’d been teasing you like this for weeks. you just needed more— “I promise I can.”

“shit, you’re so cute, you promise?” he cooed, moving back down to your fluttering hole as he began to breach it. 

“promise.” You gasped, the stretch knocking the breath from your lungs as your eyes rolled back. nails digging into his wrist, leaving marks against his skin as you tried to pull him deeper inside you, impatient for more. 

“ugh, sweetheart.” toji groaned, “just for a second, yeah? and then I’ll pull out.”

“no—“ you whimpered, thighs squeezing his as you already tried to keep the thick tip of him inside you, not wanting to lose the sensation.

“come on, pretty girl. I’m already giving you what you asked for, don’t be greedy, okay?”

“but daddy-“ You trembled as your slick heat clamped down around his thick tip, “I want it all.”

“oh, fuckin’ shit-“ his hips stuttered as he moved forward, more of his length disappearing inside your tightness as you writhed against his mattress, arching your back as toji looked down to where your bodies were connected. watching more of his fat cock disappear inside your tight hole as he almost came on sight, “jesus.”

“you always get what you want, huh sweetheart?” he grunted, his hands moving to your hips as he held you tight, pushing his hips forward as he finally bottomed out inside you. your warm walls finally wrapped around every inch of him, his pubes tickling your clit as you trembled around him, “this greedy fuckin’ cunt just sucking me in.”

Mileena

Mortal Kombat S/O Kombat intro’s (Part 1)

I will be making this into a series of post, I plan on having each mortal kombat character so Please request any Mortal Kombat character that I missed! All reader intros are gender neutral!

Ermac

[S/O] Did you know talk in your sleep?

[Ermac] No, we hope we said nothing that would cause you to think less of us?

[S/O] No, nothing like that, you say sweet things.

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[Ermac] The souls within our being have been cooing and whispering lately.

[S/O] Oh? About what?

[Ermac] You.

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[S/O] Tell me more about your recent vision.

[Ermac] We are on Shang Tsungs island, somthing attacks, we are helpless, we fall down onto a field of death below.

[S/O] Perhaps sparring would take your mind off of it for a bit?

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[S/O] Ermac, you seem distressed.

[Ermac] Nobody in this strange future seems to know what happened to us.

[S/O] Based on Shang Tsungs obvious smirks when you pass by, I have a pretty good idea where to look for answers.

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[S/O] Tell me Ermac, do all ten thousand souls in your being share your love for me?

[Ermac] Explaining emotional projections of ourself and the role the souls have in it, is a complicated process.

[S/O] You know, I knew were going to say exactly that.

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Quan Chi

[Quan Chi] What do I owe this little act of rebellion, pet?

[S/O] Just looking to stretch the muscles.

[Quan Chi] There are many ways to accomplish that.

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[S/O] Shang Tsung told me a horrible lie, you’re going to tell me that it’s not true, right?

[Quan Chi] What horrible lie would you be referring to?

[S/O] The one where you plan on turning me into a revenant should I ever leave your side.

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[Quan Chi] Tell me pet, where have you been sneaking off during the night?

[S/O] You know about that!?

[Quan Chi] Nothing happens in my realm without me knowing so.

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[S/O] You don’t seem to care for working with the mighty sorcerer anymore.

[Quan Chi] I am finished with that snakes lies.

[S/O] So is this the end of the deadly alliance?

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[Quan chi] Prove yourself worthy, pet.

[S/O] Worthy of what?

[Quan Chi] Worthy of the right to sharing my bed.

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Scorpion

[Scorpion] You... you are my spouse in the future?

[S/O] Yes... Wait. Where is your future self?!

[Scorpion] I can explain!

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[S/O] How strange, my face is getting warm.

[Scorpion] Perhaps it’s simply the heat of my hellfire in the air.

[S/O] Perhaps.

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[Scorpion] The fire gardens have been restored...

[S/O] They are just beautiful as you described.

[Scorpion] Yet, not the most beautiful thing I’ve seen today.

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[S/O] My future self is heartbroken over your death.

[Scorpion] Is that an accusation I hear in your voice?

[S/O] I simply wish that you wouldn’t let your anger guide you to your own destruction.

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[S/O] You know, you and Sub Zero become allies in this future.

[Scorpion] He murdered my family!

[S/O] The only thing he murdered was the darkness corrupting your soul.

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[S/O] What D’Vorah did is unforgivable.

[Scorpoin] It wouldn’t have happened if I hadn’t been such a reckless fool.

[S/O] Quit sulking and help me squash a bug

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Sub-Zero (kuai Liang)

[Sub Zero] You are shaking, darling.

[S/O] Well since you arrived, there seems to be a chill in the air.

[Sub Zero] How odd, shall we warm ourselves up?

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[Sub Zero] Hanzo has been quite troubled recently.

[S/O] You are worried, love?

[Sub Zero] His soul burns with hatred, I can only hope he can learn to forgive.

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[S/O] You have been thinking of Bi-Han?

[Sub-Zero] At times, I wonder if there was something I could have done.

[S/O] He chose his own path, all we can do now is hope he realizes what power has done to him.

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[Sub Zero] Why do you protect frost?

[S/O] She is a child throwing a tantrum, let her mature and learn from her misdeeds

[Sub Zero] She is lost, nobody can save her now.

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Raiden

[S/O] So, you become a tyrant god in the future?

[Raiden] Attempting to deny this would only seal my fate.

[S/O] Accepting it won’t help either, Raiden.

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[S/O] I’ve noticed many scars on my future self.

[Raiden] Many battles are in your future.

[S/O] Why are so many of them Lichtenberg scars?

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[S/O] Sindel is flirting with you again?

[Raiden] You think me the type to wonder, S/O?

[S/O] With one such as the traitor queen, one can’t help but worry.

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[Raiden] Do you fear me, S/O?

[S/O] I fear what you will become.

[Raiden] And I fear what we will become.

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[S/O] Quite a storm out today, any reason why?

[Raiden] With all that has happened recently, I feel lost.

[S/O] Then let us search for a way out together.

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(Dark) Raiden

[S/O] Oh gods, what have you done?

[Dark Raiden] I have become the god that earthrealm needs

[S/O] You have become a monster!

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[Dark Raiden] Do not abandon me my love.

[S/O] And of I decide to leave your side?

[Dark Raiden] Then I cannot guarantee your protection.

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[S/O] You could have showed mercy to shinnok.

[Dark Raiden] You dare question my judgment?

[S/O] You once invited my input.

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[S/O] Raiden... do you still love me?

[Dark Raiden] Have I not proved my love numerous times?

[S/O] Is that what you call the things you’ve done to me?

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[Dark Raiden] Sacrifices must be made, when will you understand that!?

[S/O] What if it were me that you murdered on that building! Would I just be another “sacrifice”?

[Dark Raiden] Is... is that how lowly you think of me?

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[Dark Raiden] Tell me it isn’t true...

[S/O] I’m sorry, but you need to be stopped.

[Dark Raiden] You were the only one I trusted!

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[S/O] What the hell are you doing!?

[Dark Raiden] I am sorry, but to ensure earthrealms safety, you must be destroyed.

[S/O] Fuck you!

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Kung Lao

[Kung Lao] Come to see the great Kung Lao, love?

[S/O] Heh heh, the great Kung Lou? What gives you that tittle?

[Kung Lao] Allow me to show you.

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[S/O] I spent the day with your nephew.

[Kung Lao] Please tell me he didnt-

[S/O] I saw ALL the baby pictures.

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[Kung Lao] According to Cassie cage, after Raiden gets me killed, you die under mysterious circumstances.

[S/O] Do not become obsessed over a possible future, and do not lose faith in Lord Raiden.

[Kung Lao] How can I keep my faith when it’s your life on the line!?

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[S/O] I must confess, your family breaks my heart.

[Kung Lao] How so?

[S/O] Their harsh words about your nephews choice of love.

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[Kung Lao] Why so focused on my clothes today, love?

[S/O] I simply thought that a higher neck collar would cover those... marks.

[Kung Lao] Why assume I want to hide them?

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[S/O] Mind if I try on the hat?

[Kung Lao] Think you can wear it better darling?

[S/O] Only experience will tell.

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Mileena

[Mileena] My love, your lip is bleeding!

[S/O] What can I say? You’re one hell of a kisser

[Mileena] I did that? My apologies my love!

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[S/O] Mileena, perhaps you should reconcile with your sister.

[Mileena] You do not think I have tried!?

[S/O] Give her time my love, she has been through hell.

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[Mileena] ooo don’t you look delicious~

[S/O] Why don’t you come take a bite?

[Mileena] Gladly.

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[S/O] Mileena... about your father...

[Mileena] What!? Has he hurt you!?

[S/O] From the way he watches me, I fear he might.

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[Mileena] Ha! Baraka is still practicly humping my leg!

[S/O] You plan to use him?

[Mileena] Only until that fool realizes I belong to you.

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[S/O] Exactly forty three pieces of pure perfection.

[Mileena] And what exactly would you be referring to, love?

[S/O] Your teeth of course.

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[S/O] Can’t lie, I have started to get attached to the new outfit.

[Mileena] Why? Because it shows my cleavage AND inner thighs?

[S/O] Something tells me you did that on purpose.

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Shao Kahn

[Shao Kahn] Come to me spouse!

[S/O] You have need of me, emperor?

[Shao Kahn] I need somebody to take my mind off of my minions failures.

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[S/O] Shao Kahn, is that you!? Your back!

[Shao Kahn] It’s been years, yet you have stilled remained faithful.

[S/O] You dare question my vows?

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[Shao Kahn] Once I reclaim my throne from that fool, you will sit on it with me.

[S/O] Surly the throne isn’t big enough for both of us?

[Shao Kahn] Oh, I believe we’ll make due.

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[S/O] Whats all this about sindel killing jerrod to earn your love?

[Shao Kahn] I have no damn clue what that woman has been spewing since she was resurrected.

[S/O] You told me she was nothing but a trophy for your power!

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[Shao Kahn] They tell me you were in-prisoned after my defeat.

[S/O] Kotal Kahn wanted to make an example out of me, but reptile convinced him to spare me.

[Shao Kahn] That false king will pay for your suffering!

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Kano

[Kano] Mmm I’m loving the new look

[S/O] You like all my looks

[Kano] cuz your one hell of a looker.

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[S/O] Kano, maybe you should stop getting drunk before Kombat?

[Kano] You know I get stronger with the booze in me system.

[S/O] Then show me.

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[Kano] Come on, come sit on daddy’s lap.

[S/O] I can literally smell you from here, hell no. Take a shower.

[Kano] Such a tease.

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[S/O] How long do you plan to work alongside D’Vorah?

[Kano] Whats wrong? Scared of a bug on my foot?

[S/O] Just worried that it won’t be long until that bug EATS your foot.

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[S/O] Kano, put on a shirt.

[Kano] oh cmon luv, don’t cha know, the less clothes on, the more damage ya do. You should try it.

[S/O] This was just an elaborate scheme to make me wear some skimpy outfit, wasn’t it?

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Part 2

*busts down your door* OKAY LISTEN HERE. I DONT SIMP FOR TOJI BUT I WANT YOU TO HAVE FUN AND CREATE CHAOS SO THIRSTY ASK: TOJI HUMILIATING READER CAUSE SHE WANTS TO RIDE THAT DICK SO BAD BUT HE WONT LET HER 😭😭😭😭

for meeeeeee? :O

WHO: TOJI FUSHIGURO x FEM!READER

+degradation, dacryphilia, dirty talk, overstim, use of bitch (half affectionate or not idc >:)), brat-taming.

MINORS + ageless blogs DNI.

You think it’s over. He’s finally given you what you want and you’re grinning…

“No,” Toji suppresses the urge to grin at the sight of your reactions, his hands only coming up to brush away your hands gripped on his shirt. “Not in the mood t’night.”

You sit back, palms spread across the expanse of his chest as you peer up at him. He offers a scowl in return before his hips are bucking, a signal for you to get off. Flopping beside him in defeat, you glare at the magazine he deemed more important than what you were offering. Baiting. And needing.

“Why’re you being like this?” He sighs emphatically as if your very presence in the shared bedroom was a complete hindrance to the mundane task of reading at ten in the evening.

“Why’re you actin’ like you call the shots? It’s a turn-off y’know?” He sneers.

“You’re a turn-off,” You mumble half-heartedly. He’s intentionally silent.

Toji’s left you unsatisfied for weeks, his grumbles of work becoming redundantly annoying. It only drives the desperation and lowers your dignity as you find yourself overwhelmed with need for just an inkling of his attention.

To him, it was one of many games he enjoyed playing in way of fucking with your head. Oh, how you looked with dumbstruck eyes as he brushed you off as any other woman and not his lover, The gears in your head turning as you tried desperately to force your way back into his arms. His curt responses and blatant rejection only fueled you to push harder. He enjoyed pushing you to the brink of crumbling only for him to grip all your pieces back together.

Your brazen shows were adorably tempting but not enough for him to loosen his resolve. (Not yet.)

Like now, as you’ve deliberately flexed your body toward your nightstand to retrieve your water. The shirt—his shirt—rises up over your hips to expose the cheeky thong embedded between your ass and Toji’s eyes move to the back of your head until you turn around, an incredulous expression on his face.

“Desperate huh,”

“I don’t know what you mean,” You shrug, eyes darting away. “‘M not gonna force you to be intimate, I’ll just find someone else to occupy my time. Maybe G-”

“Look at you, fuckin’ slut.” He places his reading material on the nightstand as he stands. “You’re pouting and baiting after I said no to touching your little cunt. Why don’t you go fuck yourself, hm?” There’s an amused lilt to his words as his brow twitches implicitly.

You frown, thighs flexing at his cruel, harsh tone, completely unfazed. Why would you waste time with your toys when you could have the real thing in all its thick, heavy glory?

Toji was absolute in his decisions up until now, never looking your way all week in your skimp sets and not bothering to say anything to your advances. But when you tried to act innocent or even worse, play on his emotions, it made him wanna see you cry.

Literally.

It’s why his grip is so bruising and his body is hard stone as he looms over your trembling body, ecstatic at the fat tears rolling down your swollen cheeks.

“It’s t’much!”

“Too much she says,” He chuckles, a maniacal grin on his face. He merely shoves your punily fumbling hands aside, attacking your swollen clit with his calloused thumb. “No, I think this is exactly enough. For needy little bitches like you?”

Your hips rear off the bed electrified, tears falling as you slap at his wrists in desperation.

“Won’t do it again! T’much….TOJI!”

“Mhm, lemme hear you again slut,” His hand strikes firmly against your tits, the sting sending your body squirming. His fingers are merciless as they pinch and pull at your taut nipples, his grin only widening when he feels you coming undone.

Your essence flows like a flood, drenching his arm and sheets in downpour. He’s still going, arm flexing with finesse as his fingers rub against your ridges, that abused spot inside you making more tears fall.

“Please, no more! N’more!” Your cunt squelches as it weeps around his digits, your frantic whines falling on uncaring ears. Your legs splay instinctively in an attempt to kick him off but he’s shoving them away, crawling over you with his weight.

“Stop moving. You asked for this,” He grumbles, pinning your wrist under his large palm. His others are shoving your sticky thighs apart again, exposing your sloppy cunt to the cool air. You’re too stunned to realize the fat head of his cock slickening your folds until he’s shoving himself in, grip tightening on your wrists when you buck off the bed. His hand smushes your damp cheeks together, drinking in your disheveled state as his stroke begin, punishable.

“Oh baby, look at me now. Talk for me like you were doing earlier,” he cooed wickedly, your blubbering incoherent.

“‘M sorry, please!” You’re not sure whether you’re begging him to stop or ravage you more, you’re only stuck on the overbearing pressure building in your tummy again. His cock is fat and heavy as it drags through your slobbering cunt, the paps of skin deafening over your whines.

“Keep crying, just gonna make me fuck ya’ harder, heh.” He releases you, hands palming your thighs flush against the mattress as he thrusts into you. The bed rattles on its legs as you cry his name, the noises around him synonymous to his own growls.

“Take it. Take daddy’s fat dick baby, I wanna see you cryin’” You’re clinging to his wrists, your whining incoherent as your vision doubles with tears. There’s a blurry Toji above you, grinning down like a fucked god at its prize, watching as you cry and squirm in his grip. It isn’t until his hand comes up to snake around your jaw when you’re mumbling promises that you’ll be good from now on. That you’ll love him forever no matter how mean he is! That no one ever compares to Toji! Not even him!

“‘M cumming! T-Toji!” It isn’t until his hand delivers a quick succession of pats against your wet cheek does your cunt clamp him in like a vice. He grunts as you grab him, wrapping your arms around his thick neck, your heels digging into the small of his back as you tug him close. His nut jets into you, Toji’s hips shallowly grinding against your ass. He stills momentarily, face nuzzling the side of your damp neck before he rises.

You think its over. He’s finally given you what you want and you’re grinning. A fucked-out mess, sighing blissfully as you prepare to move. In one lithe motion however, he has you by your ankle as you’re now on your stomach, face smushed into the mattress by his palm.

“Now tell me again about Gojo.”

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