hnng just,, toji backing you against a wall, arm over your head to cage you in. how easily he’d lean over you and smirk down at how flushed you look, only to pull away right before kissing you. how he’d laugh at your whine of disapproval, leaving you to figure it out yourself. unless you begged good enough, maybe.
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
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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?
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.
a former member of the Zenin family and the infamous assassin, known as the sorcerer killer. He was also the father of Megumi Fushiguro and former enemy of Satoru Gojo. While working for the Star Religious Group, Toji Fushiguro serves as the primary antagonist of the Gojo’s past arc. wikifandom.
note: // some photos included are originally came from manga and some are fanarts only.
Took a lot of reference since I’m kind of colorblind so the darker patches were somewhat traced on but apart from that it was a fun piece to draw and it makes me glad I did life study back in high-school
Big thanks to my friends for double checking if I had the right colors in the right place
Its also on twitter sorry for the self promo I tend to be a little bit more active there
