#jujutsu kaisen toji

taking what’s mine–

tags: toji x megumi’s gf!fem reader (reader is of age), 18+  smut MDNI, **DUBCONmanipulation/coercion, big dick daddy toji, hair pulling, slight dacryphilia, praise, cheating, unprotected sex, size kink, soft dom toji. no beta ignore typos<3

wc; 2.3k

youwanted to surprise megumi by meeting him home after he had been away training, you didnt think anything of it as you spent plenty of time at his place without him being here. though, the first person to arrive home was not your boyfriend, but his father who you’ve never had the pleasure of meeting before.

mr fushiguro was intimidating to say the least. his tall, built frame could easily tower over you. he had an aura of mystery, of danger, as you examine his face. you rise off the couch to greet him properly. “o-oh mr fushiguro!” you chrip, realizing you’ve probably been staring uncomfortably long. “im sorry, i didnt mean to intrude on your home. im megumi’s girlfriend-” you reach your hand out to shake the older man’s, but he just smirks at you.

“ah, so you’re the one he’s been hiding, hm?” you cant help the way your cheeks flush as he speaks, his eyes peering down at you. “oh, um… im sorry, mr fushiguro sir. megumi is just always so busy, we never really have time to spend here.” you watch his expression twitch at the formality of your tone, but especially at the sweetness of your voice. hes not sure how his son managed to bag such a sweet little thing, and he is a bit upset megumi has obviously taken steps to keep you away from him.

“just toji, darling. mr fushiguro was my father, and im only sir in the bedroom.” he says in a far too serious tone, causing a visible shiver to run down your back. toji chuckles just a moment after. “gosh, just look at you. like a deer in headlights.” he hums, placing a finger under your chin to lift your gaze. “how’d he find such a sweet little thing?” you do feel frozen, like your brain is screaming at your legs to _move, _but they just won’t. “i-i’m sorry again for intruding.” you breathe, voice barely coming out over a whisper. “i should try to call megumi.” 

toji just raises an eyebrow. “naw, c’mere sweetie. make yourself at home, i’m sure my kid will be here soon.” his large hands come around to grasp your wrist, surprisingly gentle at first. “m-mr fushig-” your sentance gets cut off when toji closes the gap between you by tugging your wrist and catching your lips with his. your eyes widen immediately as you feel him kiss you and you try to pull away, but you were no match in strength to your boyfriend’s father. 

when he finally does let you pull away, the look in your eyes was just precious. “n-no, i need to go.” your hands shake even in his grip, chest rising and falling in rapid succession. toji all but pouts,the grown man above you giving you almost a puppy dog face. "whats the hurry, doll? why don’t you stay, let me show you how a real man loves.“ he breathes, eyes darkening by the second.

you hate that your body is reacting to him in such a primal way, heat spreading from your core even though your brain screams that you don’t want this. this is megumi’s dad, he would be your father-in-law if megumi ever proposed. you should be running away, yet your feet barely inch away. "i-i can’t mr fushiguro-” your sentence ends in a quick yelp as toji’s pulls back on your ponytail, pressinc his lips right to your ear.

he essentially has you locked in place like this, strong grip on both your hair and your wrist. “what did i say about the formality?” there’s a low growl in his tone, making you almost whimper in response. “i don’t wanna hear that again, got it? i am megumi’s father after all, why dont you start callin’ me daddy too?” he says with a chuckle, almost like he’s testing the nickname out. slowly, he walks you back until you’re knees buckle against the couch and you’re now sitting in front of him.

he’s even more intimidating like this, your neck craning to look up at him. he tugs once more on your hair, earning a wayward moan from your lips. you try to shake your head, try to say no but you just can’t make it happen. “mmh c'mon now. use your words.” your eyes are glossy with tears as you look up at toji, seeing his broad shoulders and defined chest muscles. your heart pounds as you struggle to comply, lip shaking as you open your mouth to say no.

“d-daddy…”

you barely mutter the word, a tear falling down your cheek as you do. toji’s thumb wipes it clean, before his hand grips your jaw. “atta girl, i knew you could be good for me.” he coos, coiling your stomach into knots. his voice, somehow so sweet yet condescending at the same time, was starting to wear you down.

toji was nothing like megumi. you would never guess they were father and son other than the fact that megumi was the spitting image of his father. you keep thinking of your boyfriend, of what would happen if he walked in at this moment to see his father looming over you.

but as if toji could tell your mind was wandering, he grabs your attention back by moving his leg and parting your thighs, earning a shuddering breath from you as your skirt inches higher and exposes more skin. “what’s the matter, doll? don’t worry. daddy’ll show you a good time. you sure do look pretty all teary eyed like that, though.” your thighs shake as toji’s hand pushes the fabric up further, inching it up your waist until your panties are unveiled. your eyes once again well with tears, embarrassment surging through you but toji just shushes you.

the touch on your cheek was surprisingly soft, you found yourself leaning into it as if it was your boyfriend. but it was still in fact toji, but when your eyes clear up, he wears an even more surprisingly gentle expression. “you’re okay princess. daddy just wants ta’ have a little fun, that ain’t so bad, is it?” you struggle to answer his question. ’of course its bad!’ the part of your brain still functioning screams. your body unfortunately has other thoughts, you can feel your panties becoming more damp by the passing seconds. every inch of your skin burns hot from desire and toji knows that.

toji knows you won’t be leaving, he knows as soon as his hand pushes aside the silk of your panties and your legs spread further for him that you are indeed going to let him have his way with you. precious, he thinks. he can’t wait to ruin you, his fingers dancing around the plush of your lips before he slides two into your aching cunt. you wish it wasn’t so good, the stretch of his digits already making you want to make a mess on his hand. “d-daddy no-” you whimper to yourself, clenching around his fingers as he preps you for his cock. “no?” toji raises an eyebrow, watching your juices coat his skin. “you wanna stop when you’re this wet for me?” pulling his fingers out, he holds them to your face. your cheeks burn with embarrassment as you see what you’ve done to his hand just within a few seconds.

toji presses his still wet fingers to your lips, watching with a groan as your tongue darts out to clean them without him even asking. “fuck, baby. there is a little slut hiding in there, after all.” you watch with puffy eyes as toji’s free hand tugs at the waistband of his pants. you can see the outline already, his cock entirely too big for you it seems. your mouth waters at the thought of it stretching you open, as much as you fight against those thoughts.

“here, since you wanna suck on somethin’ so bad…” he removes his fingers from between your lips in favor of freeing his cock and sliding it up against your mouth. you can’t suppress the whine that leaves you as your tongue darts out, kitten licking the salty head before toji’s hand grips your jaw. it forces your mouth open wider, letting toji slide his cock further into the warmth. he groans, head thrown back as you finally give in to the primal desires running through your body. your jaw aches already, lips stretched around the width of toji’s cock. it’s quite the sight, toji thinks, as he forces his gaze down. “good fuckin’ girl…” toji sighs, running gentle fingers through your hair.

your eyes water not from your tears this time, but from the force of toji’s cock sliding down your throat. its too much, you’re forcing yourself not to gag but every purr of praise from the man above you sets your core ablaze. you can’t help your desire to please, to be a good girl and to impress him. why? you have no idea. there’s still a sane part of you that’s screaming, but its getting smaller and smaller as the seconds pass.

toji takes a step back, freeing his cock from your mouth as he stands over you. he takes in the wide eyed innocent look you give him, a deep chuckle following as he strokes his cock. “what a pretty little whore…” he muses, the thumb on his free hand running across your bottom lip. toji reaches for your arm, gently pulling you from your spot on the couch before flipping positions with you. you now look down at him as he sits, cheeks flushing as he guides you onto his lap. 

this is wrong this is wrong this is wrong-  

but as you straddle his thighs, feeling his cock pressing against the fabric of your panties, you can’t make yourself stop. you wantthis. you want megumi’s father. the man megumi has specifically tried to keep you away from. as your thoughts spiral, your eyes fill with tears once again. toji’s voice brings you back to reality, a soft shushing sound falling from his lips. “hey, baby it’s okay.” he reassures, easing your tension as he slides aside your panties.

 “you’re gonna feel good, okay?” he shoots you a soft smile, a manipulative smile that makes you shiver. but you’re caught in his web, it was too late to escape. you nod, tears still soaking your cheeks as you shift into a better position. toji takes the lead, one strong hand on your hip while the other helps you sink onto his cock. 

you’re gripping his shoulders, feeling the muscles under his shirt flexing as he fits you onto his cock slowly. you shake in his grip, thighs on fire as you attempt to get used to the burn and stretch of being so full.  you can’t even imagine sitting fully in his lap at this point, you feel like you’d split in two. but toji ushers you down further, further further-

you sit with your ass pressed against toji’s still clothed thighs, your body trembling as his cock spreads your cunt. it burns, the head of his cock pressed snug against your cervix. toji’s hands run up your back in a soothing manner, giving you your time to adjust. “aw baby.” he coos, condescension dripping off every word. “never been fucked by a real man, huh?” he grunts, hips pushing up to make you gasp as he fucks impossibly deeper in your womb. “ ‘ts too much-” you cry, clinging to his strong chest.

toji just chuckles, his hands settling on your hips. he can easily lift you even with an awkward grip. “naw, you’re takin’ it so well baby girl. you’re fuckin’ making a mess on my pants.” he smirks when you bury your face in the crook of his neck. toji fucks into you with quick shallow thrusts before pushing you onto the full length of his cock.

your nails dig into his shoulders as you take everything he gives to you, the coil in your stomach tightening with every pass of his cock. you don’t want to cum, but your body has a mind of its own as you start fucking back against toji’s brutal thrusts. “atta girl.” toji groans, feeling your walls flutter around him. its intoxicating, the drag of your pussy around him. it’s a shame he probably won’t get to feel this again. as he feels you squeezing around him more, he sneaks a hand between your bodies to play with your clit.

the immediate stimulation makes you mewl, hips arching between the roughness of toji’s thrusts to the soft way his fingers dance on your skin. your body feels hot, too hot, as you shudder against him. “d-daddy…. ’m gonna…” you pant against his skin, hot tears forming in your eyes. “yeah, baby. cum for daddy.” toji watches your face as your jaw falls slack, eyes shut tight as tears roll down your face.

god he hopes he never forgets that look, he needs something to jerk off to on his next mission after all. he’s getting tired of the whores he finds when he has a perfectly good doll waiting at home, even if she’s supposed to be for that damn kid of his.

and you cum, body quivering against the stong form beneath you. you immediately fall slack, your legs burning from the position and your mind in the clouds. you barely even notice toji lifting you off his cock as he cums, the thick ropes painting your thighs and all around your cunt. there was something sweet about the notion that he didn’t cum inside you, something almost caring?

maybe toji was just a little like his son, the caring part of them both hiding behind a scary mask. or maybe you were just coping. you couldn’t really tell as you start to fall unconscious. you’re tired, physically and mentally. toji presses a soft kiss behind your ear before he lifts you as he stands and carries you to megumi’s room. he lays you down and goes to run you a bath before he makes his departure. he wouldn’t dare be here when megumi arrives. your heart and head fight as you force yourself into the bath.

what have you gotten yourself into with this damn family?

toji bein mean, throwing your legs over his shoulders as he fucks you. every thrust pushing you passed your limit as he threatens to fuck into your cervix. he knows it hurts, knows your tears are genuine but god do you look pretty taking it so deep. he’d be so relentless, pushing your hips higher and higher, slurring mixes of praises and degradation. “my pretty whore, s'too much?” his tone teasing and condescending. even when you pout your puffy lips and nod your head, toji would just laugh. “too bad baby- daddy’s not done.” he eats up the look on your face, too blissed out to fight him off.

TW: breath play, head, choking, saliva play, cum eating, straight up fucking filth and some writing errors, i wrote this at 3am. do tell me if i missed any!

think about giving toji fushiguro head and it being so nasty.

he doesn’t go vanilla and allows you to lean back and take control. this man is straight up just cruel, mean, and a fucking bully about it.

he‘ll grab you by the roots of your hair and push and pull you on his long thick cock. not just that, he‘ll even thrust his hips and and out of your mouth as if it were your hole.

he shows no mercy towards you, simply using you as if you were a public toilet and lets you choke on his long dick as if he were not aware of his size. not only that, he menacingly laughs at you when he sees tears running down your cheeks because it turns him the fuck on.

after a few more minutes of that, he‘ll pull you out of his cock. you may think you‘re free, but no. he won‘t even let you breathe, he takes you by your hair and leads you to his balls. he‘ll let your slobber on them, lick them as if they were ice cream that‘s going to melt within seconds.

when toji fushiguro feels like he‘s about to cum, he does not waste time nor his potent semen. he‘s going to bend and shove that cock down your throat again.

you choke and gurgle, hands on his thighs as you look at him, begging him to have mercy on you. your wet lashes flutter as more and more tears escape your eyes, eyes so glossy like your lips and chin and his cock, all covered with saliva. he can’t help but smirk and snort at the sight before he thrusts all the way in and cums down your throat.

you feel all of it go down your throat too. it‘s sticky, thick, and a lot. his cock past your throat twitching inside there as he groans, slightly rocking back and forth. and he stays there for a few seconds, making sure you‘ve got it all before he pulls out of your mouth.

“tongue out.” he‘ll say, and you do as told. you put your tongue out and he‘ll laugh at that, hand on your head as he chuckles about how much of a good pet you are before he taps his red tip against your tongue and lets your slobber on it, making sure all your drool is over his tip before he simply puts it back in his underwear as a little wet gift.

then, he‘ll bend down take your tongue into his mouth for a few seconds before he pulls away and spits on your tongue. he smirks, pressing two fingers against your tongue and putting it back to place, closing your mouth too. and with those same fingers, he‘ll put those in his mouth and savour that flavour of your saliva and his cum.

and of course, he‘ll then tell you to sit on his lap and he‘ll play with your body for a bit because he‘s a gentleman like that.

very suggestive content!

RED BONE.||toji fushiguro

surely, you‘d think that playing beach volleyball would be all fun and games. there would be no strong negative feelings, just joy as you enjoy the heat and humidity by the beach.

it was like that.

until it wasn‘t.

it’sfushiguro toji whofeels his anger rise with every passing second.

he watches your darling face as you play volleyball with gojo satoru. in his eyes, you look unbelievably delectable for someone who‘s only playing volleyball. the way your smile beats the beams of the sun is something that‘s so eye capturing.

but that isn‘t the only eye capturing thing in here.

the way your pretty bikini slowly hikes up with every effort you exert to jump high to catch the ball is not something that he thought he would be witnessing today, yet here he is.

it wouldn’t have been bothering him, had it been you and him playing. he probably would have made you jump on purpose. he‘d love the way your tits would bounce, and with every little action your bikini hikes up, showing more and more of your underboob before it just gives up and shows your pretty tits.

but now that you‘re playing with gojo who seems to be doing what he would have done, he feel his anger rising instead of his erection.

he can see the shit eating grin gojo holds as he makes every hit high just to make you jump and expose more skin. that action does nothing but make the irk on toji‘s forehead grow.

with a click of his tongue, he stands up from his seat. and as he does so, he notices that gojo isn‘t the only one looking at your boobs bounce. almost everyone in the beach is doing so.

a scowl shows on his handsome face as he grabs a bottle of water and opens it before he stops where the rope indication is and calls you over.

you look at him then nod, walking over and calling a break. the smile on your face almost makes his anger dissipate. the sweat that makes your body glisten makes his mouth water like a dog in heat, but he holds it in.

“hey baby,” you smile as he stretches out his hand to hand you the bottle. he smiles back and motions you close up until you’re only centimetres apart.

“enjoyin’ yourself sweetheart?” he asks so innocently, as if his hand isn‘t rising in the most sensual way known to man. deft fingers trailing on your sides up until they‘re halfway your ribcage.

“mhm. i haven‘t had this much fun with volleyball in such a long time.” you smile.

toji smiles sweetly back at you, all while side-eying gojo who has his eyes on your tits that are already half exposed, something you somehow hadn’t noticed yet.

toji‘s eye twitches before his hands ghost your tits. “mhm, seems like it.” he then places his hands directly on the bottom hem of your bra and pulls it down. “seems like your partner is as well.”

“gojo? yeah he‘s—”

you don‘t get to finish yourself. not when his large hands suddenly squeeze your tits sweetly. you almost emit a moan, but not when his mouth covers yours for a sweet kiss.

your eyes fall naturally close as your hands wrap themselves around his neck. but his eyes remain open. he makes eye contact with gojo whose eyes suddenly burn with jealousy seeing you fall putty into toji‘s hands.

though they don‘t exchange words, toji sends him a message with his eyes, something that goes along the lines of:

you can look, but you can‘t touch what‘s mine.

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Let’s pretend Toji was a good father

FUSHIGURO TOJI YEAHSSS

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—who says we’re through?

pairing: toji fushiguro x fem!reader

warnings: mild manga spoilers, smut, dubcon (if you squint), cursing, cunnilingus, reader is lowkey a sugar!mommy, size kink, edging, choking, name-calling, slight body impact (spanking), biting, no condom (creampie), lowkey angst but happy ending </3, confession of love, takes place in jjk world (au where toji hops around but only depends on one woman hehe)

a/n: all i ever wanted was you.

“No way in hell—”

“C'mon, sweetheart, I’ll just be here for the night, that’s all—”

You sneer. “Don’t ‘sweetheart’ me, asshole. The last time you said that, you cleaned my whole fucking wallet—”

“You know I didn’t mean that, darlin’.” He grins sheepishly, scar widening. “Besides, you know I pay you back. How much ya charging tonight? Three orgasms?”

You slam the door on his face.

“Four?” His voice echoes from outside.

“I’m not letting you in.”

“When’s the last time you had a dick in ya?”

“Toji!”

Cheeks flushing, you pull open the door again. “Shut the fuck up.” You hiss, dragging him into your apartment. “Do you want to embarrass me?”

He raises his arms, as if to prove his innocence. “I just asked a question.”

You glare up at his mischiveous eyes, watching his pupils dilate in amusement. “Sleep on the couch. Don’t even think about it.”

“About you?”

You walk towards your bedroom, refusing to look back at him— if you do, you know you’ll be caught up in his lust. “About anything.”

Toji is stuck on your mind, late into the night as you lay in bed, blankly staring up at the ceiling. The last time you saw him was a few months ago. And just like you’d scoffed at him, he did take the cash from your wallet on his way out. That fucking asshole. But even though he’s a terrible thief, that isn’t what pisses you off about Toji.

It’s just… he never contacts you. He comes and goes whenever he feels like it, making you worry. He could be broke, homeless, dead— and you’ll never know, waiting until the next time he stops by your apartment. You’re well-off, you could help him— he simply won’t let you.

And that’s what makes you mad.

But he never lets you be mad at him, because he apologizes. Well, never verbally, but with his fingers, with his lips, with his—

Knock knock knock.

Thanking the heavens that your filthy thoughts are stopped, you drag yourself out from under your soft blanket to the door. Toji towers over you, the shadow of a smile on his lips.

"What do you want?”

“Water.”

“No.” Your hand reaches to pull the handle, but Toji sticks his foot out.

“Hey, ya can’t let me die of thirst.”

“I’d kill you before that happens.”

He juts his bottom lip out, slightly furrowing his brows. Pouting. “Want me to beg? I can do that for ya.”

“Fuckinghell.”

You push past him, rolling your eyes. You’re desperately trying to keep your anger at bay but it’s so difficult whenever Toji is around. The worst part is that he knows it too— the corner of his lip keeps twitching in amusement, his brilliant eyes glimmering as if he’s winning. Like this is some sort of game.

“Here.” You present him with a glass filled to the brim. He takes it with a “Thanks” before proceeding to down the entire thing in three gulps. Not that you were counting by looking at his adam’s apple, or the prominent veins of his neck, or the gentle scars—

“Hey.”

Too busy in your ogling, you didn’t realize that Toji had boxed you in with his hands against the counter. The smell of his sharp, sea-scented cologne holds you hostage, stilling your body, your mind—

“Toji…”

This is bad, this is bad.But,fuck, you can’t think anymore, not when his thick fingers drum against your hip, his other hand sliding up to rest on the base of your neck. His thumb sweeps against your soft skin, making you extremely aware of the fact that you aren’t wearing a bra under your sheer nightgown, that his finger is just a few inches away from your achingly sharp nipples.

“Hmm?” He hums, dipping his head into your neck, lips puckering to peck you right on your shoulder. He deeply inhales, taking in your sweet scent, the gentle smell of your skin. “I missed you.”

You pretend that his words don’t make your heart race. Glancing at the ceiling, you bite back your moans. “I didn’t.” You lie, voice slightly wavering.

Toji glances up with his eyes narrowed, calculating. “You didn’t?”

You shake your head deliberately, not trusting your voice. But Toji simply smiles, bending down to lift you up on the counter.

“You’re still mad at me, aren’t ya?” He pushes your hips back further, forcing you to lay back. A gentle kiss is planted on your knee, bare from how your nightgown has shimmied up your thighs.

“I’ll make it up to you, alright?”

In, out. You have to focus on breathing because it’s getting terribly shallow, especially when Toji hasn’t even started. His teasing fingers push up your nightgown up to your waist, exposing your plain panties. Toji takes his time pulling the lace down too, smirking as you squirm.

His breath hovers against your thighs, a gentle heat that warms your insides. You shiver again, forcing Toji to hold you down by the insides of your thighs. The new position gives him an open view of your cunt, slick and pulsing.

“Didn’t miss me, huh? Your pussy says otherwise.”

“Toji, I swear to God—”

You can’t even finish your sentence because his tongue is prodding you open, pure sin flooding your nerves and forcing your back into an arch.

“Nghh!”

He feasts like a starved man, slurping and flicking his tongue messily, letting his spit mix in with your arousal. You feel debauched, corrupted by his vulgar actions, but you ignore the shame as you roll your hips into his face, letting your clit catch onto the point of his nose.

“‘M gonna cum.” You whine, squeezing your eyes shut as you feel the coil in your belly tighten a bit more. Toji squeezes his palms around your ass in encouragement, pressing you even closer to his face.

“Let me taste you, sweetheart. Come f’me.”

His lips latch onto your clit, and it’s the end of it. You gasp, nails desperately scratching against the counter as you ride out your orgasm, hips still twitching against Toji. He doesn’t let up either, tongue lapping up every drop of your nectar and forcing you into overstimulation.

“Ah, Toji, too much, s’ too much!”

Tears well your eyes, feet kicking out involuntarily, but Toji’s large palms wrap around your ankles. As he stands, he pulls you towards him, forcing you to straddle him.

His eyes are bright, a smug smirk tracing his slick lips. “Tell me you missed me.”

You pull down your brows, desperately trying to keep your fury in control. “Why would I miss you?”

He smiles now, teeth sparkling in the little flicker of moonlight that presses past your window. “Because…” For his answer, he glances down at where the two of you meet, your core right against him, wetting his trousers. When he looks back up, you can barely see the green in his eyes— his dark pupils are eating away at the color. Eating away at you.

You blush, cheeks flaring red. “That doesn’t mean anything.”

“What does it mean, then?” Toji traces your bottom lip with his thumb, pulling it down the slightest before letting it pop back up. You don’t say anything, too absorbed in his motions.

His thumb pushes past your lips, resting heavily on your tongue. Without thinking, you suck it in, tasting him off. You swear you hear his breath stutter, eyes widen as he looks at your lush, glossy lips.

Before you know it, he’s sweeping you off the counter with ease, like you weigh nothing in his arms. His mouth distracts you, tongue prodding against your lips until you part them and let him in. He’s sweet— the slight taste of your arousal and the smell of him making you lightheaded. You’re terribly aware of his hands cupping and squeezing your ass as he guides you to your room, dropping you on your bed.

“You’re a bad liar, y’know that?” Toji leans back, pulling his shirt over his head. You know he’s flexing, and it should make you cringe and scoff… but beyond the new scarring across his chest that makes your stomach twist in worry, his taut pecs and defined biceps distract you in the best way possible.

“Your body can’t lie to me.” He yanks down his pants, cock bobbing in your peripheral vision as you force yourself to keep your eyes on his emerald voids. He crawls towards you— on top of you— thumb reaching out to mockingly brush the corner of your mouth. “C’mon sweetheart, you’re drooling.”

“‘Mnot.”

“Really? Well, you are down here.” His cock parts your folds, dragging up your wetness and letting the heaviness rest between your legs.

“Ah!”

“Admit it.” Toji coos, letting the head of his length catch onto your hole before pulling out. You squirm, whining, but he pins you down with his hands on your wrists.

“Please.”

It is said so low, so quiet that you aren’t completely sure if he even said it. You blink up at him, pushing away any anger you have toward him just for a second of clarity. Though Toji’s eyes still have that humorous glitter, you can see through him, noticing the hidden doubt and concern in the bags of his eyes, the wrinkles on his forehead, the fine droop of his lip.

He’s…worried.

And hell, if that doesn’t make your heart thrum faster than it already does around him.

“I always miss you.”

It’s true. You miss him during every moment of the day, hoping that today will be the day he stops by again, and just in case, you always make enough food for two.You miss him even when he’s there, because you know you’ll miss him even more when he leaves. You miss him the most when you roll over the covers and he’s not there, just his lingering scent reminding you that there’s nothing in the world that can preserve the feeling you have when you’re with him.

You hope he can hear all that through your minimal words because your throat is too clogged to say anything more. When he responds by caressing your cheek, his dick guiding into you, you’re sure he knows.

Your mouth widens into a silent gasp. It’s been too long.

“C’mon, breathe.” He hums as he pushes in, feeling slight guilt but mostly pride as he notices the moisture gathering on your lashes. “Atta girl. Tight fucking pussy.”

“T-Toji.” You whimper as his fingers roll against your clit, easing away the pain. “You’re so…”

“Big?” He teases, rolling his hips into you sharply. You can’t find it in you to chastise him because it’s true, he’s terribly big with the way that he’s splitting you in half. You pathetically nod as your nails embed themselves in his back, lifting your head to tuck yourself into the crease of his neck.

Every single thrust makes your eyes roll to the back of your head. Toji’s warm palms keep your thighs spread, occasionally squeezing and slapping the fat of your thighs just to hear you squeal.

Toji throws his head back in pleasure, a low groan escaping his mouth. You watch how he tenses— a drop of sweat drips from the column of his neck and you follow it with your eyes as it drips down between his chest and torso, his lower stomach, before wetting his happy trail. God. You feel your toes curl as you clench around him.

“Fuck.” He hisses, squeezing his eyes shut as his thrusts stutter. “Do that again.”

To tease him, you do it in a succession of three. He gasps, his palm landing on your throat to squeeze you back. “Fucking hell.”

Toji pulls out. He snickers at your whine and your failed attempt to latch onto him, before flipping you over.

“Greedy little thing.” He laughs as he pushes in, reveling in the way your fingers fist at the sheets.

He’s going faster than he was before, balls smacking your ass hard enough to make a thwack-thwack echo around the room and change your cheeks into a crimson color.

“Toji.” Tears slide down to your pillow as you bury your head. “Gonna come. Need you…” You drift off, knowing that he knows. You should have known he’d be cocky about it.

“Need what?” His mouth hangs over your ear, teeth grazing the shell of it. “Don’t know what you want, sweetheart.”

When you don’t answer, he bites down.

“Fuck!Just… touch me.”

“Could’a just asked.” He huffs as his thumb and forefinger pinch at your clit, giving you the relief you need. “Go ahead.”

You feel your body tense, breath getting caught in your throat, along with a jumble of emotions. “Missed you—fuck, love you, s’much.” The knot in you unravels deliciously, euphoria hanging over your consciousness.

Meanwhile, Toji’s mind is whirring at your confession, hands tightening against your waist. “L-love you, shit.” He pushes into you one last time, fingers pressing into your skin to really remember this. He needs to know that you’re really here under his hands before he cums, for once not in his fist. Toji trembles, panting through his orgasm and falling right on top of you.

You can’t get a full breath in with Toji’s weight pressing against you, but you do nothing to move him. You feel suffocated in the best way possible— engulfed in his scent and warmth and love.

“Don’t leave.” You murmur against his bicep that curls against you in a tight hug.

“I won’t.”

You don’t care if it’s a lie because it’s enough to make you relax into him more. Tonight, you refuse to think about when he’s gone— you press a kiss to his cheek and giggle when he nips you back.

And when he leaves, you know he’ll come back.

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Day 43 - we had Cafe AU jjk bois, how bout Bartender AU jjk bois (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑

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Day 44 - added Toji!

That’s my daddy

Pt. 2 to That’s your dad?! Bc a lot of you have been B E G G I N G and I love you guys. So here we go!

Pt. 1 That’s your dad?!

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Warning: 18+

Big arms tightened around your waist, quietly pulling you from your slumber.

“Mm, how long was I out?”

A kiss was placed on the back of your neck as the man groaned, lifting a hand to look at the watch on his wrist.

“Six hours.”

You turned over to face the bare chested man. His heavy breathing fanned over your face as he brushed stray hairs out of your face and behind your ear. His lips brushed against your forehead; your fluttering eyelashes tickling his cheeks.

Your leg swung low on his hip, bringing his lower half snug against yours as the sheets ruffled with each movement.

“We should probably get up soon.” Toji’s gruff voice huffed as it blew the baby hairs that still poked out from your mess on your head.

“Myeah, we should.” You mumbled, burying your face in his chest.

“Y/N, you know you have a class today. And I’ve got some things to do. We talked about this.”

“Mmmm so warm though. You feel so good.”

The man sighed, rolling his hips into yours as he shifted his position a bit. His actions brought a quiet hum from your lips, causing your heavy eyes to open.

Your hand squeezed his side, digging nails in as you shifted this time, rolling your hips against his.

He groaned, coughing to cover it up as he placed his hand on your hip now, pinching gently as he pushed you away.

“You’re not doing this to me again, little lady. You’ve made me late the past few times because of that.”

You chuckled as you rolled over, sliding of the bed to slip your pants on over your underwear.

“Fuck, I could get used to that view every morning.”

You side eyed him as you shimmied the pants over your hips, wiggling then dramatically causing Toji to let out a low whistle.

“You’re a little tease, you know that?”

You smiled as you pulled your top over your head, turning to face the man who still laid half naked on the bed.

“I’ll see you tonight. Don’t miss me too much.” You blew him a kiss and walked out the door, a chuckle following you as you left.

You creeped down the hall, careful not to step on any wood that would pop and wake the other male that occupied the house. You tiptoed down each step to the main floor, making a bee line for the door.

“Not going to join us for breakfast?”

You felt bile rise in your throat as you took a few steps back to the open kitchen. Megumi sat at the kitchen counter shoveling toast and oats into his mouth with a deadpan glare set on you.

“Morning, Megumi.”

“Good morning. So, care to sit and eat so we can have a talk?”

Your body felt rigid as you inched forward, stomach growling at the sight of the warm food. However, it could be the sick feeling of being caught that’s making it do that.

“Oh, uh, no thanks. I need to get to the school.”

“Perfect!” He stood, putting his dishes in the sink then turning to grab his uniform jacket off his chair. “I’ll grab a ride with you then.”

You nodded, forcing an awkward smile as you drug your feet out the door behind him.

The car ride began silent. No one spoke. No one breathed too loud. Not even the radio brought you any relief from the heavy weight hanging in the air.

Megumi shifted in his seat, grabbing the phone from his pocket to check the time before sighing and resting his head against the window.

“Soooooo, you and my dad.”

You gulped, hands slightly tightening their grip on the steering wheel as you held your breath. You cut your eyes at him quickly before breathing out a sigh; acceptance filling you as you come to terms with the fact that you’re about to have this talk with your student.

“Yep.”

Wow great response.

Megumi nodded, head bumping against the glass as he did.

“Are you pregnant?”

You coughed, choking on your gasp that tried to escape you.

“Megumi, what the hell?!”

“What?”

“You can’t just ask someone that!! Women take offense to that you know?”

“Oh.”

Silence fell over you both again for a moment as you silently prayed that you’d make it to the school before crashing your car.

“Are you both together?”

Your eyebrows furrowed together in thought, swallowing thickly as you turned the steering wheel.

“No, we are not.”

“But, you hook up?”

“I guess so.”

“That’s messed up. That’s literally my dad.”

“And I’m your teacher. What’s the point?”

“Because I like you. I don’t want you to get messed up by him.”

Your face softened as you pulled into the drive to the school, slowing your car to a full stop as you parked it a bit from the school.

“Your dad isn’t as bad as he seems, ya know? I’m sure he’d appreciate another chance at being your father if you’d let him. He talks about you a lot.”

“Yeah? He talks about you a lot too.”

“He does?!” You questioned, shooting up in your seat.

“Ha, yeah. A lot actually. And I’ve known about you both since the party by the way.”

“…..Megumi,”

“I think you’re good for him. Of course, I don’t really know him but I know you’re good. I just want to protect you from the kind of man he might be.”

“Awwww, Megumi! Thank you. This is why you’re my favorite student. And maybe son!”

“Please stop.”

**************

The day flew by without much drama. A curse here and a curse there, but pretty soon you were making your way back to the Fushiguro household.

It was just you and Megumi, Toji not yet back from whatever it may be he had been up to.

You had never seen the house in the setting sun. It was stunning. You had only seen it at night when you had snuck in late to see Toji. You liked coming to this house before his sons bedtime.

The both of you had set out on a mission to order the most mouth watering takeout you’ve ever had, daddies money of course funding this endeavor.

The two of you chatted and watched movies as you awaited the arrival of said daddy, and finally, the door creaked open as heavy footsteps padded down the hall.

“Well, well, well. Having a girls night, are we?” 

You could sense Megumi’s annoyance as he stood, passing his dad the takeout box of unfinished food. Toji leaped over the back of the couch, plopping down beside you, causing you to bounce at the sudden impact.

“I’m tired. You take my place in girls night. Goodnight, Y/N.”

“Night, Megs.”

Once the boy had left the room, you reached a hand over to slap Toji on his chest, causing him to bite the inside of his cheek as he glared at you.

“You need to be nice to him. He’s a great kid.”

“What? I am nice.”

“You just indirectly insulted him. So what if he wanted to watch movies and pig out with me? I enjoyed it. He’s so kind in his own way.”

Toji sighed as he relaxed into the couch, resting a hand in your blanket covered knee and squeezing gently.

“He is. I need to be a better dad.”

“You are a good dad.”

“No, I’m a good dad-dy. A good one to you especially.” He said with a wink as he stuffed his mouth with food.

“Speaking of which, Megumi asked if I was pregnant today.”

Toji coughed, quickly swallowing the food as he covered himself with his usual sly expression.

“Oh really?”

“Mhm. He also wanted to know if we were together.”

“Well, obviously we are. You’re here as much as we are and I’m sure he’s sick of hearing about you. I was going to get around to asking you soon anyway.”

You smiled, satisfied with hearing those words leave his mouth. He could be a big softy when it was just the two of you.

You leaned into his frame, cuddling the blanket closer to you. He ate his fill as you relaxed into him, eyes feeling heavier and heavier as his deep laughs shook you awake each time a funny scene tickled him.

You weren’t sure how long how long you both stayed like this, but you soon were pulled out of your sleep as you felt strong arms lay you down on cool silk sheets.

Eyes fluttered open to see Toji smiling down at you.

“Hey, pretty momma. Didn’t mean to wake you.”

Your mind was clouded by sleep, making the filter to your mouth…non existent.

“You should make me a momma.”

Toji scoffed as he patted your thigh, gently squeezing the flesh.

“What? This about what Megumi said earlier?”

You smiled softly as you lifted your tired eyes to look at him.

“Maybe. Yes. I like the sound of it.”

Toji’s face softened as he squeezed your thigh a little harder. His other hand lay in his lap as his back bent to crane his neck so his face was inches from yours.

“I can make that happen. You just have to ask.” 

You grabbed the hand that was on your thigh, pulling it to cradle your face as you planted a soft kiss on it.

“Please.”

The smirk that grew on his face made your body shiver. The spark in his eye sinister almost as he swung his leg over your waist to straddle you. His hands grabbed your wrists, pinning them above your head as the switch from sweet to dom was switched.

“Is that right? You want me to fuck a baby into you? You want me to fill you up?”

You picked your hips, pulling your wrists in an attempt to touch him. He bit his lip as his eyes shifted down to the rise and fall of your chest as your body lifted to meet his.

“You desperate for me?”

You nodded, wining as his grip on your wrists tightened, nails digging into your skin.

“Use your words, baby. You know I love to hear you talk.”

Your eyes met him as your face contorted into an expression of need.

“Please, Daddy. I need you.”

“That’s my good girl.” 

He leaned down, lips meeting yours in a feverish kiss. He shifted your wrists to be pinned under one of his large hands as the other hand moved under your chin to keep your lips right where he wanted them. He squeezed your cheeks, causing your lips to pucker open as he slipped his tongue in your mouth to deepen the kiss.

You groaned as you felt his hips roll against yours. You lifted yours to meet his pelvis in an attempt to gain more friction. He chuckled at your actions and pulled away, letting the hand that squeezed your cheeks stroke your face.

“Is my pretty girl that needy?”

You whimpered, nodding. Your nod was cut short when his hand quickly moved to grip your chin and cheeks again; his fingers dug into your cheeks.

“I believe I said I wanted you to use your words.”

You fought the smirk that tried to push its way on to your lips.

“Yes, Daddy. I’m needy for you. I want you to touch me.”

“Mmm, yeah? Show me where you want me to touch you.”

He let go of your wrists. You slowly moved your hand to grip his gently. With your other hand, you lifted the waist band of your pants and directed his hand down until his fingers were ghosting over the lace fabric of your panties.

“Right there.”

Toji smirked as he shifted off of you. He pulled your pants down, panties ripped off as he did.

He grabbed your ankles, pushing them up so your knees bent and granted him access between your legs.

You tensed as the cool air met your warmth, goosebumps popping up on your skin. Toji looked at you from between your legs, a soft smile on his lips as he took two fingers and traced them over your pubic bone.

You shivered at the touch, making Toji chuckle at your reaction.

“So sensitive.”

His fingers spread your lips apart as his other hand began to rub two fingers across your clit slowly.

You sucked in a breath of air at his gentle touch. His eyes glanced up at you, smirking as he saw the expression of pleasure on your face.

“Is Daddy making his girl feel good?”

You nodded, mumbling a quiet ‘yes’ before he could get on to you again for not speaking.

He smirked as he drug his fingers down a bit to rub against your hole to collect the wet that had begun to form.

His fingers scissored the wet as he admired his work.

“All of this, and I haven’t even done much. You must really want me.”

You blushed as you saw him lick the wet off his fingers. Your mouth soon fell open as his own mouth attached itself to your pussy.

His lips engulfed yours as his tongue worked against your clit, drifting down to push its way inside your hole. Your head flew back as you moaned when his fingers returned to your clit.

Your hips bucked against his face, causing him to glare at you. His free hand made its way up to your lower stomach as he pressed your hips down to hold you in place.

Without your movements to grant you relief, Toji switched to licking your clit, sucking gently as his fingers worked your entrance.

“Fuck, Toji, I need more!”

He pulled his mouth off of you with a pop and his fingers from your entrance as he rested them across your thighs. The bottom half of his face was still hidden between your legs as he placed gentle kisses to your lips and clit.

“Is that my name, doll?”

“…..no, sir.”

“Wanna try that again?”

“Please, Daddy. I need more.”

Clothes were thrown to the floor as Toji ripped them off of you, placing heated kisses across your burning skin as he did.

His mouth fell into an open smirk as he rubbed the head of his dick through your folds, pulling shallow moans from deep within your chest. The head eased into your entrance, causing your walls to squeeze around it as he pulled back out.

“To-Daddy please! I need you inside me. I need you to fill me up.”

Toji didn’t reply. His only response as him shoving your legs to your chest as he pushed inside of you. And he pushed alllllll the way inside of you.

Your mouth fell open as he grazed your cervix, his head burying itself into your neck as he bit into the skin between your neck and shoulder. He groaned as he pulled half way out then pushed back in slowly. Your body shook at the intrusion as your juices welcomed more of him.

Your nails dug into his shoulders leaving long, angry scratches for him to ogle at later. He always did love flexing them in the mirror.

You moaned as he picked up the pace, pistoling in and out if you as his balls slapped against your backside.

“That’s a good girl. I wished you could see how you take me so well. You’re leaving a nice, little white ring around me. Such a good girl for your daddy, hm?”

You groaned at his words, throwing your legs around his hips as he pushed impossibly deeper inside of you.

His hands that had been beside your head moved to your waist, wrapping around your back as he pulled you up into his chest.

“Hold on, baby.”

There was no other warning given as he began to slam you down onto his cock. Every bit of his eight inches burying itself inside of you as he did. His hips slapped up to meet yours as he pulled you tighter to him.

His lip was caught between his teeth as his eyebrows contorted into concentration. His eyes fluttering between open and closed as they met yours for brief moments before your head would be thrown back from pleasure and his eyes skewed shut.

It wasn’t long until he had you under him again, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. His hips began to stutter as he planted a kiss on your lips, causing you both to moan into the others mouth.

“You really want me to fill you up? You want me to fuck a baby into you? Give Meg’s a little play friend?”

You nodded as your choked out a reply.

“Yes! Yes, Toji.”

His lips were pushed against yours again as his hands lifted your legs higher, allowing the perfect position for him to empty all of his seed inside of you.

Your body felt hot as he did, shaking as you came with him. Your walls tightening around him as you milked him for every last drop.

He rested his head on yours as he collapsed on top of you. Your legs remained around his waist as your hands made there way into his hair to softly card through the dark locks.

After a few minutes of laying in silence, Toji began to stir as he kissed your forehead, then top of your nose, cheeks, chin and all the way down to your stomach where he littered kisses across the warm skin.

His actions made you giggle as you cupped his cheeks, bring him up to meet your lips.

“What was that for?” You asked as he rolled over beside you and pulled you close to his chest.

“That was a little ritual I came up with. It’s to make sure the baby and it’s Momma are happy and healthy.”

You chuckled as you nuzzled into his bare chest. The covers were thrown across your body as a kiss was placed on the top of you head.

Toji drug his fingers up and down your arm as he looked down at your sleeping figure. His heavy eyelids widened as he felt his heart swell with a feeling he hadn’t felt in a very long time.

Maybe he should go buy a ring tomorrow. Just to have on standby or something…..

Hot Things the Jujutsu Kaisen Men Do

Warning: slight 18+

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Getou:

• Getou is literally going to be such a gentleman. I refuse to believe he isn’t
• He would be the kind of guy to walk his fingers across your back as he reached around your waist then pull you into his side as he pinched your hip
• Getou is beautiful so when he catches you staring (you know you would stare. Don’t lie) he would lean forward so he met your gaze and would smirk before reaching out to twirl a piece of your hair around his finger. He’d give it a little tug before sitting back in satisfaction at the blush on your cheeks
• His chill demeanor is so attractive as well. He’d literally just do whatever you want
• He loves his kimonos, probably the only thing he will ever wear, but he will leave the top half loose so his chest can be on display. (Think Shigure Sohma from fruits basket)
• He loves to tease you. He will raise his eyebrows and stick his tongue to the inside of his cheek as he does this. So hot.
• He also loves to look down at you with hooded eyes rather than crane his neck to look down. His gaze often comes off as seductive, so you easily get heated over that

Nanami:

• I am detrimentally I’m love with this man
• He would definitely speak to you with his big business man voice most of the time and it’s so hot for him like COME ON I’d pay to be degraded by him
• He would lend you his button up shirts when you came over because he loves it when you sleep in them. Loves fucking you in them even more. He’d button it back up after you both finish and to me that’s so attractive idk bro
• He’d be so gentle but so stern. Same way in bed. Yep. Totally.
• He would hold your hand in public and grip it tighter when he caught someone checking you out. I think he’d be secure in his relationship with you, but jealous Nanami is sexy okay? Okay.
• His confidence and security is so hot too good lord above. The way he is just so commanding…
• Nanami would also be having a drink after work, tie loose around his neck as he threw his head back against the chair and swirled the ice in his gin and tonic and groaned
• Nanami would roll up his sleeves as you talk to him, head angled down as his eyes never leave yours. You’d be turned into a stuttering mess and he would play clueless, but his smirk gave him away
• He wouldn’t know how hot he is

Gojo:

• He is like the hot asshole jock dude you went to high school with
• He KNOWS he’s hot and he won’t let you forget it
• He would constantly be leaning over you, showing off his impressive height. He loves showing you how small you are compared to him. Definitely comes into play in the bedroom as well…
• He’d also be an unofficial/official sugar daddy. He’d pay for everything your little heart could desire
• He’d also be the type to not even look at a bill before slapping his card on it, knowing it’s not a problem
• Gojo would be the type of guy to stretch his long limbs in a way that allows his shirt to pull up just enough to tease you. His white happy trail accenting his delicious abs
• He would send you a wink every time he caught you staring at him (on sunglasses days) and he’d have the perfect boyish smirk to compliment it
• Also, he’s a man spreader, but it works for him. He’d pull you by the hips/waist to have you sit on his thigh or lap every time you walk by
• Gojo fucking Satoru is too sexy for his own good.

Toji:

• He’s a dilf. Boom. I could leave it at that. Dilfs are hot. Superior men.
• But anywho, Toji would flex his massive size any chance he got. He’d grab the tops of doorframes, leaning into it so his shirt stretched across his muscles.
• He would also be the kind of guy that would grab your waist from behind if you were trying to reach something on a top shelf. 50% of the time he will grab it and 50% of the time he will full on lift you up to grab it.
• Definitely grabs your face to kiss you. A cheek pincher too so you pucker up for him
• He would have a 5 o’clock shadow every other day and it’s so attractive on him. Definitely a dilf thing if you ask me
• Toji would always have an arm back behind you in any chair or seat. That’s also including when he is reversing in a car. He’d do THE THING when backing up. He’d even throw you a wink as he did it
• He would also always have a hand on your knee. He’d be a tease and squeeze up and down your thigh at inconvenient moments
• I feel like he would have a manly scent that was distinct to him. It wouldn’t be stinky or anything, just unique and manly and delicious because it’s Toji Fushiguro