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.
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:
♱ ‧₊˚. THE PARTY & THE AFTER PARTY꒰toji x f!reader ꒱ nsfw — mdni [dubcon (reader is crossfaded), alcohol/cocaine use, mentions of overdosing, infidelity (reader is cheating on megumi), age-gap, degradation, praise, raw sex, daddy kink, breeding kink, dirty talk, groping, pet names, squirting] wc[4k]an [repost from last night ⸝⸝ʚ̴̶̷̆ ̯ʚ̴̶̷̆⸝⸝ if you liked this, you can also reblog it]
“m’kay— think that’s enough for one night, doll,” toji lets out an amused chuckle as he observes your actions through his peripheral.
you’re leaning over the tray placed on your lap to snort your fifth line of coke that night, your head shooting back up to face the roof of toji’s car as you scrunch your nose in an attempt to offset the sting of the powder lining your sinuses. once the feeling subdued, you lazily turn to face the man in the driver’s seat, blinking at him dumbfoundedly with a pouty frown on your lips.
STOP THE WAY I DESPERATELY WANT TOJI TO OBLITERATE ME IS UNHEALTHY. LIKE I CAN COOK AND CLEAN BITCH WHATEVER YOU WANT SIR
THIS MAN IS A LITERAL DILF Also just want to clear up, in this post Megumi is 18. NOT TO DO SEXUAL THINGS! I want to be perfectly clear with that. I haven’t aged him up to involve him in explicit activity, it is purely so the plot makes sense.
“Are you sure your dad will like me?” You bite at your thumbnail, clutching the arm of your long-term boyfriend. Megumi slightly chuckles and looks over to you. “Doesn’t matter anyway, I don’t care for him. You’re just meeting him so he’ll get off my back.” Say what you want but at least he’s honest. You nod with a slight frown, remembering the stories of the half-assed parent that Megumi paid no mind to.
With a few steps up towards a flat, you feel the butterflies swarming in your stomach. Megumi squeezes your hand and offers a warm smile. Oh how he knows you too well. Following few knocks, heavy footsteps echo from inside the flat. You instinctively chew the inside of your cheek. The door swings open revealing a tall, muscular man with jet black hair and piercing green eyes. The spitting image of Megumi himself. You attempt to swallow down the lump in your throat as the man leans against the door frame. Some part of you deep down acknowledges his good looks all the while you shame yourself for even thinking such a thing. “So this is the girlfriend.” He grins, looking down at you. You swear his eyes could burn a hole right through you. “Gonna let us in, Toji?” Megumi asks with a raised eyebrow. The tall man steps aside, granting the two of you entrance. “First name huh?” He snickers as you hesitantly walk inside.
The interior is rather nice, nothing you really expected. Megumi helps guide you towards the dining room where dinner was just about ready to be served. Toji struts past into the kitchen. The faint aroma of smoke and mint lingering in the air that he walks through. Such clashing smells that seemed to work so well with his natural musk. “Oh um would you like any help?” You offer, poking your head around the corner into the kitchen. Toji looks back at you and smirks. “Better manners than my son, no wonder he likes you.” Megumi wraps his arm around your waist and glares at his father. “She’d help anyone without a second thought.” He glances over to you. “Let him do it, okay? Go sit down.” Megumi plants a kiss on your forehead and directs you back to the dining room. You scrunch your nose at the thought of leaving Toji to do all the work. Already knowing this, Megumi heads back into the kitchen to assist.
Your ears prick up to the sound of muffled speaking in the kitchen before Megumi promptly walks out of the room. “I’m so sorry, Yuji that moron just called me. He needs me to go into town and help him with something.” You blink a few times in slight shock before finally answering. “I hope everything’s okay! Do you want me to come with?” Megumi swiftly kisses you on the cheek. “Stay here and eat, I’ll be back as soon as I can. I’m sorry for leaving you here with him.” He whispers the last sentence before heading towards the front door. You sigh to yourself and rub your temples. Megumi was always one to keep you out of way of danger. Sure, it’s sweet. But you have your abilities for a reason. Caught up in your own head, you hardly even notice Toji come up behind you. “Don’t worry about him, he’ll be fine.” You jump at the sudden sound of his voice. Cold flashes running through your body. “Yeah, just wish he would ask for help every once in a while. I can be useful.” You half joke.
“I heard you had some special abilities.” Toji calls out as he heads back to the kitchen. Instinctively, you follow behind the large man. “Yeah. You know how some sorcerers have these sorta powers? I somehow ended up with healing.” You smile, immediately taking note of what you needed to do to help. “Oh?” Toji asks while passing you a stack of plates. “How does that work?” You place the delicate ceramics down on the kitchen island. “I have healing properties in my DNA. If someone happens to ingest my blood, saliva or even hair, any injuries will start rapidly healing.” Toji pauses his movements, soaking in the information. “Interesting. So Megumi gets injured and you just have to give him a kiss?” Your cheeks slightly flush at his question. “Well yes it could work from a kiss.” You clear your throat and dart your eyes away. Toji grins to himself and carries on preparing for dinner. “How cute. Blushing from being asked about a kiss.” You hardly know how to respond. “It’s not something I thought I’d be asked.” You laugh, trying to keep the energy light-hearted. “Yeah I’ll give you that.” He laughs back. Your eyes trail across his figure. Large chest, broad shoulders, slim waist, sturdy hands. His physique was one you had only every dreamed of.
“So you say your healing abilities come from DNA, yes?” He asks, turning towards you and leaning against the bench. You nod, looking up at him through your eyelashes. “Which would then mean it would come from any sort of liquid produced by your body. Like sweat or tears.” You’re not quite sure where he’s going with his statement but something stirs inside you at the mention of your body. “Does the amount ingested affect the healing process?” So many questions, it makes you wonder. “Actually yes it does. The more of my DNA that someone ingests, the faster the process.” Toji smirks and steps closer, practically towering over you. “So say someone were to eat you out. They’d get healed awfully quick.” Your heart practically stops at his words. Your lips part to say something in response, yet nothing comes out. Your mind becomes completely fogged with lustful thoughts. “I… I suppose you could say that.” You squeak, watching him step further and further towards you. “Well isn’t that handy. I happened to burn myself while cooking earlier.” His lips just barely graze past your ear as he slips a hand onto your hip. “Care to help?” Your mind is screaming at you to say no yet your body completely betrays you. Your knees grow weak while your panties quickly become pooled from his words alone.
No no no this is so wrong. He’s your boyfriends dad! Even knowing this you still inch closer to his body, desperate to feel his skin against yours. Toji chuckles to himself at the feeling of you pressing against him. “Gonna need an answer. I’m not touching you until you give me your consent.” Such simple words yet they still send chills down your spine. You find yourself instinctively bobbing your head in agreement. “Okay…” You mumble. Cheeks already flushed. “Okay what? Use your words.” The fact that he can say something like that so casually amazes you. His behaviour completely nonchalant as if this were no big deal. You take a shaky breath. “You can touch me.” And there it was. The line that neither of you would cross with complete certainty, it disappeared into thin air. Toji picks you with an unnerving ease and sets you down on the kitchen island. His eyes have a certain… hunger to them.
You hardly have enough time to react before your bottoms are stripped off, exposing yourself to him. Your eyes widen in slight embarrassment as you close your legs. Effort wasted, Toji simply pushes them back open. “Don’t make it hard for me, Princess.” As if you even could, his strength outweighed you on a magnificent scale. You could hardly push your legs back against his muscular arms keeping them open. As he lowers himself down, you can’t help but watch. Almost as if you were hypnotised by his movements. You chew on the inside of you cheek, knowing what’s about to happen. His strikingly cold tongue laps up against your skin. You cringe at the sound of your wetness, god how pathetic you felt for getting so worked up. Especially by this man.
Toji pays extra close attention to your clit that had been throbbing for attention as soon as you found yourself alone with him. You feel his cheeks pull his mouth into smile against your thighs. “How can you be this wet already? Or were you hoping for this the whole time?” He snickers, knowing exactly why. Before answering his question, he sticks his tongue inside of you, nuzzling his nose against your clit to pleasure you in both ways. You arch your back and gasp loudly, your hands gripping his hair desperately. “Please~” You whine breathily. Toji doesn’t reply, he just lets out a groan of approval and continues devouring you like the last meal he’ll ever get. His skilled tongue bringing you closer and closer to an orgasm. Your toes curl as you try and hold back, not wanting to finish so early. He pulls away and bites at your inner thigh, leaving deep teeth marks. You yelp and look down into his eyes. “Don’t you dare hold back.” He narrows his eyes with a slick smile, knowing exactly what you were planning. You whimper and buck your hips forward in seek of the pleasure that he had taken away.
Wasting no time, he returns his tongue. This time focusing solely on your clit, flicking ferociously and moaning in the process. He seemed to be enjoying it just as much as you were. You grip the strands of hair between your fingers tighter, trying to tell him to keep going. Toji very clearly got the message and sped up. Your eyes squeeze shut as your entire body tenses up. You bite your lip through the build up, trying to make as little noise as possible. Hardly made any difference. As you approach your orgasm, you let out a shrill whine. One that you had never heard yourself make in your entire life.
Even after coming, Toji doesn’t stop. You try to close your legs but fighting back against his strength is basically impossible. “Wait! Toji please!” You beg as your body trembles, barely able to contain itself at the stimulation. “I just came-!” He licks up all of the juices that spill out of your hole. Unable to control himself after having just the slightest taste of you. “Sorry–” He chuckles and releases his grip on you. “Went a bit feral there.” Toji jokes while standing to his feet and picking you back up. He wraps your legs around his waist and carries you to the dining room. “Wait what are you doing?” You ask, gripping on to him tightly. “Did you think we were done, Princess?”
He doesn’t even let your feet touch the ground once as he puts you down onto the freshly set table. You turn your head to look at the front door just a few meters away. Toji grips your chin and forces you to look at him. “Don’t worry, he’ll be gone for ages.” The brief mention of your boyfriend makes your stomach churn. Your mind conflicted between scolding you and begging you to continue. He guides your hand to reach between his legs. You feel something hard and thick under the fabric of his pants, it makes your breath hitch. “Think you can handle it?” He asks, helping you rub up and down the entire length. May as well be a third leg at this point. You gulp loudly, very clearly nervous. “It won’t- won’t fit.” You squeak. Toji grins and licks his lips. “You scared?” Without a second thought, you nod. Eyes latched on to the sight of his cock pressing against his pants. It looked almost painfully hard. “You should be scared.” He whispers, tugging the fabric down and exposing himself as clear as day. “Let me show you something.” He pushes you to lay flat on the table. Toji lines himself up and lays his cock on top of your skin, as if you were looking at it from the inside. “If I were to put it all the way in, it would touch your stomach.” You look down at where his cock ends. God did it scare the shit out of you. “That’ll tear me apart!” You gasp, covering your mouth in shock. He laughs a little before looking up at you. “Maybe. Let’s find out.”
Toji barely pushes all of the tip in before you feel your hole stretching against him. Even with your wetness acting as a lubricant, it doesn’t seem to help at all. You wince and cover your watering eyes. He slips his hand onto your wrists and pins them effortlessly above your head. “I know it hurts, I know. I’ll make you feel real good soon, okay?” His cheeks have a tint of red to them. Unaware as to why, it slightly soothes your pain to see him enjoying himself. As he pushes further in, your hips tremble at the pain. “Hurts! Toji!” You whine with tears trickling down your cheeks. “Almost in completely, just a little more.” He reassures breathily. Toji tilts his head to the side and looks at you, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. “Don’t tell me you’re a precious little virgin. Letting her boyfriend’s dad fuck her tight little hole. How taboo.” “Shut up-!” He cuts off your rebuttal by snapping his hips, bottoming out inside of you. You cry out in agony, that burning feeling filling your stomach. As you look down, you can see the bulge of his cock from inside of you. Toji takes a moment to catch his breath. “Fuck and you only get tighter.” It all seems rather entertaining to him as his smile never fades.
“Please-” You sob. Toji releases his grip on your wrist and lets you clutch onto his body. “Please Toji, it hurts.” He brushes your hair back and pulls you in closer, supporting your aching hips with his strong arms. “Shh it’s okay, you’ll adjust.” He may be the most confusing man you’ve ever encountered. Harsh one minute and then gentle the next. You nod slowly and bury your face in his shoulder. Toji just barely moves his hips, allowing you to get used to the feeling. Once you fully adjust to him, he settles at a leisurely pace. “Better?” He asks, laying you back down onto the table. You can’t quite bring yourself to say any words. That feeling of pain slowly starts to drift but the pressure between your hips seems to stay constant. The feeling of him completely filling you up is something so foreign yet so pleasing. Your head tilts back against the wooden table, quiet moans slip from your lips. “I’m gonna take that as a ‘yes’.” Toji smirks.
His speed picks up after every few moments. It still hurts but definitely not as much as it did before. You grip his wrists as his arms hold your legs open once again. Every thrust encouraging you to get louder. You can’t help but work with him, circling your hips and pushing against his torso. Toji presses his forehead to yours and thrusts up hard inside of you. “Such a pretty girl, hm? How about you beg for me to fuck you better than anyone that’ll touch your slutty hole.” Such malicious words yet ones that just add to your wetness. “Please Toji-!” You whimper, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Please fuck me. I want you so bad!” You hardly believe the words that come tumbling from your mouth. Yet, they seemed to do the trick. Toji growls lowly to himself before picking up the pace. Snapping his hips hard against your body and bruising your insides. The sound of your moans and slaps from your skin fill the room. Typically, it’d embarrass you. But in this moment your mind is stuck on one thing. Toji Fushiguro.
Your eyes glaze over while Toji continues brutally fucking you. It barely takes a whole second for him to notice. “Gone dumb? Already?” He chuckles. “How pathetic.” You mumble incoherently and gasp for air. Never in your life had you felt so good. All you can focus on is the full feeling in your stomach. In fact, you couldn’t even recall when you lost your shirt. Only noticing when you feel his lips wrap around one of your nipples and soft bites from his teeth. “Toji~ gonna- gonna come.” You keen, barely able to form a full sentence. In a movement almost effortlessly, he flips you over with your legs hanging off the table. One hand pulling your hair, the other gripping your hip with a force that left bruises. Your tongue falls from your mouth, dripping saliva onto the table. You second orgasm comes approaching fast in this new position. The way Toji angles himself to brush right against your sweet spot sends you aching for release. ”Be a good little cum dump and let me fill you up.” He smirks, leaning in closer to your ear and biting down onto your neck. “I’ll get you fucking pregnant, Princess. You’d love that hm?” His hand comes down harshly onto your ass, leaving a bright red handprint. “Love to be filled with my cum. So full that it spills out onto your thighs.” His words making you disgustingly desperate for him. You continue pushing back against him, hoping for the outcome he described. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Megumi would be back soon, you know that. So why is it that you can’t stop. Being in this position, riding him while he sits in one of the chairs, you simply moan at the very sight of him. Your legs covered in hickies and bite marks ache along with your movements yet you still can’t stop. Who knows how many times you’ve come at this point. as many as it takes for you to briefly pass out. When you had awoken, you were still being pounded on top of the table. Toji leans his head back, adam’s apple bobbing along as he moans in approval. “That’s it- just like that.” He praises, his hands resting on your hips and helping you bounce. You blink slowly, vision slightly blurry from exhaustion. “Tired…” You babble while trying to keep a steady speed. Toji snickers to himself and brushes the hair out of your eyes. “Okay, Princess. Stop moving.” You do as he says and pause your movements, unknowing as to why. With no warning, Toji thrusts up, using his hands to move your hips up and down. You almost fall off of him.
Ignoring your whines, he continues jackhammering up into you, chasing his orgasm. You figure you may as well help him get there even though you can’t move. “Please fill me~” You whimper into his ear. “I want your cum inside of me. Don’t let me leave feeling empty.” It was definitely working. Toji seemed to lose his breath hearing you say those words. Suppose it was a payback in some sort of way. His fingers dig into your hips as he starts his own orgasm. The hot white liquid splashes against your insides, sticking to your walls and filling you as promised. Still inside, Toji stands and carries you back over to the table. Once he pulls out, your hole leeks his cum out onto to surface. You wipe your hand over the mess and lick your fingers clean. Even after cumming so much, Toji still remains as hard as a rock. “Fuck don’t do that.” He chuckles slightly. “Makes me want to go again.” You smile to yourself and lay back against the table, unable to feel the bottom half of your body. “In your dreams.” You feel Toji slipping your clothes back on, quite considerate after destroying your legs. “Welcome to the family.” He grins before heading into the kitchen. ______________________________________________________________ I LOVE MYSELF. I LOVE MYSELF SO MUCH. I CAN WRITE MY OWN PORN JHKGUYFT
It is un-fucking-healthy how O_O I was writing this. LIKE SIR- Toji is a weakness and for him I am nothing but holes.
Premise:Toji is trying to redeem himself, but he continues to make mistakes along the way. Meanwhile, Yuuji is proving to be a wonderful potential partner… Especially how caring he already is with Megumi.
The next morning you woke up to see the bed was empty behind you. Of course. What else should you have expected? After throwing out the pillow from underneath you, you pulled the covers over your head and curled into a ball. Your mind started wandering, wondering when he left in the night. Fuck the door! You got up, running around the bed to slip on your robe before rushing to open the door. You halted right at the doorway of your bedroom, holding onto the door frame to keep yourself from falling over. “Megumi!” You shouted, startled as you watched him hold his hands up to cover his face. When he realized you weren’t going to topple over him, he lowered his chubby arms.
“Daddy made breakfast.” He stated, but all you could do was part your lips and blink. He headed down stairs, his short legs sliding down the steep steps, ruffling his little uniform.
“Daddy’s here?” You asked while looking over the railing, gripping onto it as Megumi looked up at you from the bottom of the steps. All he did was nod. Your tense shoulders slumped, only tensing again when Toji came out from the living area.
“It’s all served if you’re hungry.” He spoke with a blank expression. He held the frame of the cased opening with his hand, tilting forward and bending his head while looking at you with a smirk. While smoothing over your robe, you grumbled in anger only to hear him chuckle. “I made Megumi’s favorite.” He informed as you walked down the steps you looked on the table to see rice served with omelets, one with a streak of ketchup while the other two had hearts.
“One of his favorites… He eats and loves curry now.” You corrected with a bit of a smug smile. He clicked his tongue while sitting at the seat with the omelet with the ketchup streak. Instead of sitting at the table with them, you headed into the kitchen.
“Hey! What are you doing, the food will get cold.” Toji called out over the sound of eating.
“I’m making Megumi’s lunch. I usually eat after I take him.” You explained while pouring water into the kettle.
“Can’t you just… I don’t know… Pick up something for him along the way?” He grumbled while you took out the white and brown rice left overs.
“I’m already ostracized enough as it is by the other mothers, thank you.” You scoffed while combining both rice to form the outline of a Shiba Inu. “Besides… Gumi loves them… And it gets him to eat more.” You explained while cutting out the shapes to finish the dog chara-ben. Pulling out his bento box from the drying rack, you placed the riceball carefully inside. Next you took the boiling water and placed part of it inside a pot to quickly run and add an egg to it. Using the rest of the water, you placed a green tea and apricot bag inside your mug, letting it steep as you pulled out a frying pan to also place on heat. After adding some oil, you took out the tea bag, hissing at the heat from touching the water with your hands. Pulling out a hotdog, you cut it in half to then slice the ends in fours, tossing them in the frying pan to brown. Taking a quick sip of the tea, you went back to the fridge to pull out some edamame that you began to open, placing the innards off in a corner of the bento. Grabbing the pot of boiling water, you pour it out while grabbing some chopsticks to keep the egg in the pot, then opening the tap to pour in cold water. With those same chopsticks, you pulled off the little octopus hotdogs and placed them aside to cool after turning off the heat for both sections on the stove. Letting the tap water still run, you started to peel the shell off of the egg, leaving it in the pot for now.
“Eat.” Without realizing it, Toji had come into the kitchen. He was holding out a bite of your food for you to take while also standing in the way of the little kitchen area there was to prep food. After taking a bite, you squeezed between him and the counter, pulling out a knife to slice the to slice the egg. The omelet Toji made was still warm in your mouth. There was a creamy richness to it, complimented with the acidity and sweetness from the ketchup. He placed another bite into your mouth before you could worry about the next thing to do, but he moved out of the way once you got back to it. Using some of the residual nori bits, you made a smiley face to place on each half of the egg before placing it into the bento. Then you proceeded to do the same with the hot dog octopi. Placing the left over rice back into the fridge, you pulled out a couple of grape sized tomatoes to place into the bento as well. Lastly, you grabbed an orange. While you were peeling it, Toji placed another bite of the omelet and rice into your mouth. As he waited for you, he placed his hand on the small of your back. “How is it?” He wondered as you placed half of the orange slices into the remaining space of the bento.
“It’s good.” You murmured while placing the pokemon cover on the bento box.
“Go get dressed. I’ll clean up before I leave.” He spoke before placing a kiss onto your cheek. After blinking a few times at him, you grabbed your cup of tea and started to walk out of the kitchen. “Wait.” He ordered, so you sighed and turned around. Placing down the plate with the omelet, he neared you. His hand went to your chin, tilting your face upwards to place a tender kiss on your lips. For the first time in well over a year, he took your breath away. You stumbled back when he pulled away, spilling a bit of the tea on the tile. “I’ll get that.” He chuckled, and once you came back to, you headed upstairs to put on some clothes.
You were deciding between tops to wear when you heard someone knocking on the door downstairs. Instead you slid your robe back on, covering your breasts, and tying the sash shut before heading down stairs. Already annoyed at Toji forgetting the keys, you were taken aback when you saw Yuuji standing in the doorway with his hands shoved in his pockets. “Oh… Hi… Is there something I can help you with?” You wondered while clutching your robe shut at your chest.
“Yeah… Sorry… I think I left my wallet here?” His eyes hovered over your form, his cheeks turning pink when he stopped to admire your legs.
“Oh! Ok, you’re welcome to come in and look. If you did, it’s likely somewhere in or on the couch.” You suggested while opening the door further for him to come inside. He walked in, taking off his shoes at the entrance.
“Ita sensei!” Megumi ran up behind him, hugging both his calves while holding them together. The squeezing of his arms caused Yuuji to lose balance, about to fall forward and gripping onto the doorframe.
“Gumibear! Please let him come in first.” You chuckled.
“Sorry.” Megumi let go and took a few steps back before Yuuji regained his footing. Yuuji walked into the entrance and slipped off his shoes as you closed the door.
“Gumi, go grab your things, ok? Pack your backpack.” You ordered, only to have him pout with his little arms crossed. “Gumi…” You repeated sternly, watching him roll his eyes at you before crawling back up the steep steps. The little boy made you scoff and shake your head, another bad habit picked up by his father. You’d have to talk to him about that later. When you turned back around, you noticed Yuuji was no longer there. Upon walking into the living room, you find him with his arm deep into your couch.
“Got it!” He chimed while pulling out the wallet from the cushions triumphantly. His smile was so bright, it felt like it had it’s own warmth to it.
“Glad you did.” You shared a smile with him. “Look, I want to apologize about yesterday… My ex is just… Terrible…” You trailed off with a sigh while readjusting your robe. “Most of the time anyways…”
“Didn’t you also say that you weren’t together anymore?” He asked, the question making the blood drain from your face.
“We aren’t…” You reiterated before pursing your lips.
“I…heardthings…” He leaned in and whispered. With a sigh, you took a couple steps closer and placed your hand onto his cheek.
“Weare separated. Before yesterday Toji hadn’t touched me since he moved out… Which was nearly a year ago now. I told him I needed space from him… To figure things out. I warned you yesterday things would be complicated, and if you aren’t interested then… I understand, but… I didn’t mean to hurt you, and I’d like to make it up to you… If you’ll let me.” You offered with a sultry smile, watching as blush coated the apples of his cheeks. His eyes slowly grew wider, you watched his mind processing all of the information you gave him. He took a step back with a bow, only to realize his face was right in front of your chest. With a nervous chuckle, he quickly straightened while scratching the back of his head.
“Sorry! But there’s no need really!” You couldn’t help but laugh at how adorable he was while flustered, but it made you wonder what he thought you meant. You folded your arms under your chest and peered at him.
“I was planning on thanking you by taking you out to dinner… Especially since I was going to take you up on your offer to bring Megumi home for me…” You watched his eyes widen and the blood drain from his face. The normally tan skin was now closer to matching that of your ex-husband.
“Right! Dinner!” He exclaimed in agreement. “Well, if you’re planning on having me take Megumi back then sure, that’s fine… I’ll take you up on dinner…” He finished with his hands behind his back while rocking on his heels, avoiding looking at you directly in the eyes. “I can even take him to school this morning if you want…” He offered while looking down at his own two feet. You neared him again and tilted his face upwards just enough to look at you. His lips parted, honey colored eyes darting between the both of yours.
“Sure, but you’re staying for dinner tonight and I won’t take no for an answer. Thanks to your help I might actually make this deadline.” You demanded, feeling him tug on your hand as he nodded. Turning his face away a bit, you pressed a kiss to his cheek. You could feel one of Megumi’s hands on your calf with the other tugging at the hem of your robe. Without hesitation you squatted in front of Megumi so you were closer to his eye level. “What is it Gumibear?”
“Why you kiss sensei?” He wondered, already wearing his uniform and backpack.
“Sometimes, when you want to say thank you to someone you like, you give them a kiss on the cheek.” You explained with a smile, smoothing over his eternally messy mane. “Does that make sense?” You questioned while thumbing his small cheek. After he nodded you patted his head a couple of times. “Did you remember to pack your bento?” You reminded, watching his eyes grow big before running off to the kitchen. After straightening, Yuuji immediately looked away like he got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. “What’s wrong?” You chuckled at his flustered reaction.
“Well… It’s just… You’re good with him… Those other mothers that shame you…” He started to shift into a more serious tone, his brows furrowing as he looked away for a moment while placing his thoughts. “They seem more preoccupied with the status amongst each other rather than what their child actually wants and needs… But you…” He looked back up at you, staring deeply into your eyes. “Everything you do is because its what he likes. Like with the bentos!” He started to grow a little more at ease as he smiled brightly. “A lot of them will trade the chara-bens with each other, but Megumi never will trade his. He loves the ones you make for him.” Your heart swelled with joy at his kind words, the thought of your son appreciating how much effort you put in making you a bit teary eyed.
“Thank you for telling me.” You chuckled. “But he also checks his bento every morning and lets me know if there’s something he doesn’t like in it.” You pursed your lips while watching Megumi walk over towards you both. “Everything good Gumi?” You hoped while watching him hug your leg. After nodding you let out a small sigh of relief. “Gumibear, Ita sensei is going to walk you to school today, okay?” He looked up at you and gripped onto the hem of your robe. Crouching back down before him, you held his face in your hand. “Mommy really needs to finish her book. She’s almost done, and as soon as she’s done, Mommy is free to spend time with you and take you to the park, and do all of the fun things… Ok?” You hummed, waiting for his answer. With another nod you then cupped your lips to his ear. “Mommy will make your favorite for dinner tonight.” You whispered to then feel him throw his little arms around you.
“Thank you mommy.” He spoke just as he started to let go. After getting back up, you held both Megumi’s hand and Yuuji’s leading them towards the front door. You let go of both of their hands so they could start to put on their shoes. They both walked out together with you watching them head down the street before returning upstairs to continue your writing.
The alarm you set to start the curry rang, but you were in a groove… So close to finishing a steamy scene with your hands in your panties. You tapped the snooze button on your phone, trying to finish your scene. It was inspired by what Toji did in front of the door. It was your betrothed fucking you while next to the door because he found out about the affair you’ve been having with your servant. Your servant was just out the door, asking if you were ok, if you needed him… But this was the first time you had gotten any attention from your betrothed. For the first time, in a long time… You let yourself be selfish. This was the premise you wrote and you were keening to it. The alarm went off again and you hit snooze again. You kept this up until you finally finished writing all with you hand in your underwear. Now that you were finished, you let yourself fall back to the floor while rubbing your sensitive bundle in circles. It wasn’t until the alarm went off again that you squeezed your eyes shut. Trying to drown out the noise, you focused on the way Toji fucked you. On the way Yuuji told you that he heard you. Did he get hard hearing you? You rubbed furiously, feeling your muscles tighten as you teetered over the edge. What if he couldn’t help himself? What if he palmed himself a few times on the street, in front of the door? Your body finally spasmed in pleasure with you shrieking in ecstasy. The muscles finally started relax as you rested even with the alarm still ringing.
After taking a moment to yourself, you got up and rushed downstairs to the kitchen. The phone you held you placed down and started washing your hands. Reaching into the fridge, you pulled out some carrots, cutting them into wedges after washing them. Pulling out the potatoes, you cut them into wedges as well. Lastly, you pulled out an entire onion and diced it into smaller pieces that were easier to hide from Megumi. When you added in the butter, you placed in the onions to brown in the instant pot. Once they grew caramelized you added in water, the premade curry cube, along with the carrots and potatoes. Placing the lid on the instant pot, you set the time before moving to make more rice. Just as you finished setting up the rice, you heard a knock on the door.
Without even so much as grabbing your phone, you ran to the door to open it to see you beloved son and his pink haired teacher. The bright, smiling young man’s eyes grew wide, cheeks reddening before he looked away. You quickly shut your robe before opening the door more to let them both in. “Sorry about that… And I got distracted with my writing, dinner will be a bit longer.” You watched Megumi take off his shoes without looking at you. “Why don’t you go wash your bento for me, hm?” You ordered while bending over to coo in his ear. He nodded while getting up, taking his backpack with him into the kitchen.
“There’s actually something I need to talk to you about…” Yuuji spoke, when you looked up to him, his mouth was pushed to the side with one arm across his chest.
“Ok…” You replied, feeling a little weary as you cross your arms under your chest.
“So earlier this morning, you explained about the kiss on the cheek… Today after Toge shared the blocks with him… Megumi kissed Toge on the cheek.” Yuuji explained.
“Aww…” You clutched your chest while looking over your shoulder peeking at Megumi in the kitchen. You watched him on the stepstool, reaching over to turn on the sink so he could wash his bento.
“I’ll admit, it was cute, but-”
“I’m sure it’s nothing. He’ll probably forget about it soon.” You assured him before turning back to see Yuuji holding the same weary expression.
“I thought the same thing… Except he also kissed Yuuta after Yuuta let Megumi borrow his special pen, and then one after Todo handed Megumi the book from a higher shelf he couldn’t reach.” Yuuji emphasized while your heart couldn’t help but swell with joy while looking back at your son who was drying off his bento.
“He has that many friends?” You questioned with amazement, your eyes starting to feel a little watery. He’s always so quiet around you, and with you being a bit of a social pariah, you always wondered whether he was making friends or not.
“Yes, but that’s not the point.” Yuuji’s step forward caused you to look back at him, concern spreading on his face. “You’re already having issues with the other mothers… This might make things harder for the both of you.” Yuuji shed a sympathetic smile with him reaching over to rest his hand on your shoulder.
“I’ll talk to him…” You nodded. The sound of rushed little footsteps was growing near, so you spun around and scooped Megumi off of the floor. “Gumibear! You never told me you have so many friends! Why?” You wondered, only to watch him shrug. His response made you tickle his stomach, the sweet sound of laughter emanating from him. “A shrug! That’s all I get?!” You spoke behind gritted teeth. Still, you smiled wide at his hysterics, the smile bringing you happiness. “Why haven’t you invited any of them over?” You asked after abruptly stopping the tickling. Only he shrugged again, so you tickled him some more, stopping when your arms started to feel heavy. “Well Gumibear, if you ever want to invite any over, you can. If you want to go over to your friend’s house you can. Ok?” You grinned at him, watching him nod with the smallest of smiles on his face before setting him back down. “Now go put away your things and wash up. Dinner will be ready soon.” You urged him before watching him climb back up the stairs. “You can go ahead and take a seat, I’m going to go check on dinner.” You told him while heading off into the kitchen, but you could feel him following you. There was still another 10 minutes left on the curry, but the rice was already done, so you fluffed it before closing the lid back up to keep it warm. When you turned back around to lead in the doorway, Yuuji stood there in the doorway with a boyish smile on his face. “What are you smiling at?” You wondered, watching his eyes widen before he looked down and scratched the back of his head. Pursing your lips and puffing out your chest a bit, you tried to hold back a smile as you watched his cheeks redden.
“You’re just…” He looked at you from behind his lashes. “You’re really pretty.” He confessed as you neared. Tilting his head up, you smiled at him with your thumb running along his lower lip with your hand still under his chin.
“And you’re absolutely adorable.” You teased while staring at his lips. The tinge on his cheeks grew darker at your words as you neared. His lips parted as you reached him, sliding your hand onto his face to tug his lower lip with your thumb.
“Yo-you really think that…?” He stuttered with his eyes darting between yours.
“Yeah… I do…” I hummed before sliding my hand behind his neck and pulling him into a kiss. His lips were warm and soft against yours. You pulled away quickly once you started to hear the soft thuds of Megumi slipping down each step. Despite that you let your hand linger on his chest, feeling the large pecs underneath his dress shirt. His face was fully flushed, but your let your lips ghost over his for a few more seconds. Just as he tried to lean for another kiss, you took a step back with a smirk to see Megumi holding his switch along with another set of joycons.
“Ace! Ace!” Megumi shouted and hopped while holding his switch up to Yuuji.
“Race, Megumi.” You corrected.
“Can we r-rAce pwease mommy?” Megumi asked this time while waving the extra pair of joycons and tapping your thigh with them.
“Gumibear, the curry is almost done.” You explained, but seemingly to no avail.
“Ra-Ace, Ra-Ace!” Megumi whined, stomping his foot on the ground.
“Alrightone race. And I mean one race, not one tournament. We can play more after dinner.” You reasoned while watching him jump and run off into the living room. You followed after your son who placed the switch in the dock. “Give me first player, I’m serious about just one race.” You huffed while holding out your hand. Megumi handed you the blue joycon before handing off the pastel blue one to Yuuji. You sat on the ground with your back resting against the couch, Megumi pushing his back to your shin so he could sit between your legs with his head resting on your stomach. “Alright Gumibear, what map do you want?”
“Moo Moo!” Megumi chimed, a welcome change from your usually grumpy boy. You chose the map Moo Moo meadows, along with your character of Animal Crossing villager. Megumi chose Luigi now that Toji wasn’t here and Yuuji chose shyguy. All of you raced along Moo Moo meadows, drifting along the turns and quickly making your way to first place. A blue shell was quickly coming up behind you, hitting you as inevitable as it was.
“Gumi! Was that you?!” You squeaked, hearing him giggle. “You sneaky, sneaky boy.” You growled playfully, listening to Megumi giggle as he passed you in the game. Once you were able to move again, you quickly started speeding up, trying to catch up to your son. Before you could, Yuuji drifted past you around a corner. All three of you were nearing the end, but Yuuji ran into a cow. He was stalled at the back as you just barely beat Megumi for the first place spot. “Gumi, so did so well! You almost beat me!” You sang before peppering his face with kisses with him trying to push you away. With bouts of laughter emanating from him, you snuck both joy cons onto the couch behind you before picking him up and continuing the kisses before placing him down at the dining table. “Alright, wait here Gumibear, mama’s going to go get the food.”
“I’ll come help.” Yuuji offered, already following you before you could turn him down. Grabbing three plates, you set them out and placed a coupled scoops of rice onto each. Finally you opened the pot, the steam releasing and making the air around you warm. The smell of curry started to waft through the kitchen. After serving up the curry onto each plate, Yuuji started to take the plates back to the table. You poured some Calpis for Megumi after putting on the kettle.
“Would you like some Calpis, melon soda, tea or water?” You offered to Yuuji once he came back.
“I’ll have some tea.” He replied, so you opened the cabinet with all the tins with different teas for him before running off with the Calpis for Megumi. After placing it before his plate, you ran back into the kitchen. The kettle had just finished with the water, so you poured a bit of water into the mug. Taking the matcha spoon and dipped in a scoop. Taking the whisk, you frothed the matcha and broke down the clumps before pouring in more water. Finally you pulled out some milk from the fridge and topped off your tea with the milk. Holding it out, you offered some to Yuuji who was steeping the lavender tea. “Oh! Thanks.” He smiled that bright smile that made your heart flutter. That very smile always pulled you in. As he pulled the milk from your hands you walked towards him, letting your thumb run along the apple of his cheek. He turned towards the tea and as he turned away your hand was left with nothing.
“Sorry… I just…” You pursed your lips while taking a step back. His eyes blankly stared after blinking a few times. “Your smile is so bright and cheery. I haven’t seen something like that before. It’s a really nice smile.” You admitted with a smile of your own. The blush crept onto his face, but instead of getting nervous as he had in the past, he smiled that same bright smile again.
“Thanks!” He spoke with that cheery tone before handing the milk back to you. You smiled to yourself as you put away the milk. Grabbing your drink along with three spoons, you followed Yuuji to the table. After each one of you thanked for the food, you started to dig in. The meat was tender with the curry being nice and creamy. The sweetness of the carrots and onion complimented the kick from the curry nicely, and the heartiness from the potatoes and rice filled you. When you peeked over to Megumi, you noticed some of the curry sauce smeared over his cheeks.
“Gumibear, hold on for a second.” You spoke after giggling. Taking one of the napkins on the table, you wiped off his face as he fussed. “I know Gumi, but I don’t want you to stain your uniform.” You pouted before pulling away after finishing. Just as you had gathered your next spoonful, there was a knock on the door. “Excuse me.” You mumbled while wondering who could be at the door. Pushing the chair out, you stood up and rushed to the door with heavy steps. Upon opening the door you saw Toji standing on the steps. Just as he was about to enter you push back on his chest. “I told you not to come here without my approval.” You warned while folding your arms under your chest.
“It’s my house too.” He huffed.
“It’s my name on the lease.” You scoffed. “Remember? They wouldn’t sell to us with your name on it. Besides, I’ve been the one paying for it anyways.” He clicked his tongue and looked away. The grip on the paper bag he held grew tighter, knuckles turning white.
“I’m going to start helping!” He barked as you cocked your hip. “Besides….” He held his chin up and looked down on you, him still being taller than you despite being a step higher than he was. “Megumi is my son. I have the right to see him.”
“You do…” You agreed. “When it’s reasonable… I will let you know when you can spend an entire day with him.” You bargained while switching hips from one side to the other.
“ I have a job you know!” He pressed his hand on the doorframe, the paper bag swinging with his aggressive movements.
“I’m well aware.” You muttered while he tried to come in, but you pushed him back again.
“What? Is he here?! With you dressed like that?!” He boomed. In anger, you held onto his jaw, gripping it tightly.
“You don’t fucking get to do that to me with as many women as you’ve slept with behind my back.” You grumbled from behind gritted teeth. He clicked his tongue and turned away, breaking free from your hold.
“I’m trying to do right now.” He mumbled.
“And you think you just get to decide when things are right? When things are ok now?” You spat. He clicked his tongue again and pulled his arm back.
“Fine… I’ll leave.” He spoke while turning around.
“That for Megumi?” You asked while nosing to the bag when he faced you again.
“Yeah… I saw that weird bird plush from Together with Maman.” Toji shrugged.
“I’ll get him… You can sit with him out here. Make me the bad guy who won’t let you in if you want…” You reasoned after pursing your lips. He tucked your hair behind your ear, and pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“Thank you.” He murmured with his lips still on your skin. Without saying anything more, you head back inside. You see Megumi chewing on his food, cheeks stuffed and curry on his chin.His legs were swinging under the table and his head was bobbing from side to side. He was content and eating happily. It was exactly the way you wanted to see him. Approaching him quickly, you took another napkin and started to wipe his face.
“I know, I know.” You assured him as he fussed. “But Daddy’s at the door.” You chimed, him sliding down the chair and running past you while still chewing the food in his mouth. “I’m sorry about that…” You lowered your head while taking your seat. “He wasn’t supposed to be here…” You explained as you took a sip of your matcha latte.
“It’s alright. I understand… Must be hard.” Yuuji shrugged while moving the food around with his spoon.
“It’s mostly hard just trying to establish boundaries with him.” You peeked up at him from behind your lashes. “He’s not one for listening.” You grumbled before scooping a bite of your luke-warm curry into your mouth, the spice being the only thing keeping your mouth warm.
“It’s fine, really. So do you have any books that you’ve written that I might have heard of?” He asked which made you chuckle.
“How old are you?” You wondered while resting your chin on your fist.
“Um…” You watched his adam’s apple bob. “Twenty-two…” He murmured.
“I’ll be turning Thirty soon.” You pursed your lips to try to hide your smirk.
“Uh-! I-I don’t mind!” He stammered in a way that made you giggle.
“Cute…” You hummed before taking another bite of curry.
“I-I’m not just cute you know!” He pouted while you chuckled. Peeking over by the door, you noticed it was closed with Megumi still on the other side. Without wasting time, you pulled back his chair, sat on his lap, and cupped his face in your hands.
“You’re right… You’re cute, strong, adorable, kind, sweet, and oh so very handsome.” You smiled while watching each compliment make his blush turn a shade darker.
“Thank you.” He whispered while you pressed a kiss to his forehead. You stood back up and returned to your seat, just in time to watch Megumi come back into the room. Megumi waddled his way to you, his legs far too short for his body length. In his hands he held that strange bird character from the show Together with Maman.
“Did Daddy get you a new toy?” You chimed while holding out your arms to set Megumi up in your lap. He nodded and held the… Disturbing toy right in front of your face. “You like it?” You asked while ruffling up his hair. He nodded while hugging the plush. “Alright well put it down and finish your food.” You instructed while helping him down from your lap, but he shook his head. “Gumibear, you need to eat.”
“Not hungry mommy….” He whined.
“Alright sweetie… Well I think Together with Maman is on now, why don’t you go watch some Uramichi-oniisan while Mr. Itadori and I finish our dinner?” You suggested. Megumi quickly nodded while running to TV, clutching his plush tightly. “So apart from the kissing mishap, how was he at school today?”
“Well, we’re actually planning on setting up a play for the fall festival.” Yuuji mentioned in between bites.
“What tree is Megumi going to be?” You chuckled while prepping the next spoonful.
“Actually, he’s the lead.” Yuuji informed, causing you to nearly choke on the fall apart tender meat. “He said that you like hearing him talk, so he wanted the biggest speaking role.” Yuuji explained. Peeking over at Megumi, you could see him sitting quietly in front of the TV, the sound of someone singing some childish song playing in the background.
“I guess he knows I worry about how much he talks…” You mumbled while continuing to watch him. There was a rush of jumbled emotions coursing through you. The love you felt over him wanting to make you happy, the guilt you felt for him feeling the need to do that, the worry over how poorly or how well he would do at his part, and happiness that he was putting himself out there in many more ways than you had anticipated. The whirlwind of emotions had tears pricking at your eyes.
“While he should be talking more frequently at his age, and he’s a bit behind for a few pronunciations… Overall he’s smart. He articulates himself well, his vocabulary is broad… Everything will be fixed with time, I’m sure of it.” Yuuji reassured. When you turned to him, you smiled so wide the tears spilled over.
“Thank you… Thank you so much… Is there anything I need to do for the costumes?” You wondered before finally taking that bite.
“Actually the school’s sewing club have opted to help with the costumes… They’re just asking for money for the materials.” Yuuji remarked.
“That’s very reasonable, I’m assuming I’ll find a paper in Megumi’s backpack?”
“Yeah! Are you sure it was a good idea to drink matcha?” Yuuji wondered with a frown.
“I still have writing to do…” You sighed while finishing up the matcha latte.
“I can… Come pick him up tomorrow too… If you’d like….” Yuuji offered while placing his spoon down to scratch his neck that was red.
“I guess I’ll have to treat you to some dessert.” You flirted before biting your lip. He started to stammer which made you laugh. While standing, you took your dishes and his into the kitchen to place into the sink, giving them a quick rinse.
“So is that a yes?” He handed you Megumi’s dish with curry still on it, so you covered it with seran wrap before placing it into the fridge. You then neared and smoothed over his arms to then hold his hands.
“Yes…” You placed a kiss on his forehead after pulling his hands down. “Thank you.” You felt Megumi tugging at the hem of your robe before handing Yuuji a joycon.
“Megumi, I’m sure that Mr. Itadori has to get back home-”
“No, it’s fine. I’m good to play a tournament.” Yuuji interjected with his loving sunshine smile.
“Alright, but I take no mercy on my competitors.” You teased while taking the red joycon from Megumi. The three of you huddled up together on the couch as Megumi set up the tournament. Yuuji decided to attack you through out the races, always aiming his shells at you, bananas left for you, even making sure to hit you when he had the star. You never reached past second place and spent most of your time in third. You were so focused on getting your revenge on Yuuji that you never even noticed Megumi winning the tournament. Megumi jumped up with his joycon in his hand. Cheering himself on yet remaining silent as he did his little dance. “Megumi you did so well!” You sang while grabbing him in your arms and peppering him with kisses. “Do you mind doing the dishes? I’ll give you an extra hour of screentime before bed…” You bargained . He placed the joycon on the charger before scuttling off to the kitchen. Yuuji followed suit and placed his joycon on the charger after you placed yours.
“Here.” Yuuji held out his hand to help you up, so you took it and interlocked your fingers with his.
“Come.” You guided him up the stairs and into your bedroom. “You wanted to see my books, right?” You stood in front of the floor to ceiling book case that contained various rows filled with your novels mixed with novels that you used for inspiration to write your own. He let go of your hand, his fingers tracing over the titles.
“There’s a lot.” He murmured.
“Yeah… My publisher is pretty tough on me.” You chuckled before sitting at the foot of the bed.
“I recognize this one I think…” He started to pull out a book but you immediately got up and pushed it back into the book shelf.
“Not that one….” You panicked.
“Something wrong?” He tiled his head to the side.
“It’s… The love story between my ex-husband and I…” You explained while letting the tips of your fingers leave his. “Not really what I want you to read before our first date…”
“Date… Right…” He chuckled nervously. You cocked your hip to let it rest against the bookcase.
“Do you not want it to be a date? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” You mentioned while folding your arms under your chest.
“I-I do… I just…” He closed his eyes with his head tilted and arms folded under his chest. “I thought I’d be the one asking you out on a date.” He pouted which made you giggle.
“Does it really matter?” You wondered while taking a step closer to him.
“I suppose not.” He opened his eyes, cheeks turning as pink as his hair when he noticed you closer.
“Well then.” You hummed while gripping the collar of his dress shirt, undoing a button in the process as you brought him closer to you. When you pulled him into a kiss, you stood on your tippy toes and bucked your hips forewards. “Do you actually want to read one of my books? You don’t have to…”
“I’d like to try…. See what you like…” He murmured with a boyish smile, gaining a little more confidence than he had before. You let go of his dress shirt with him unfurling his arms. Scanning along your books, you looked to one where you wrote about Toji’s bull phase… The cuck was probably more akin to Yuuji’s level of submissive vs dominant, though you don’t think you could ever cuck him with Toji… You pulled out the book and smoothed over his cheek. He looked at you with his wide brown doe eyes as you thumbed the skin. No… He’s far too sweet and that would be far too mean.
“Take this… But just know…” You placed the book against his chest and leaned in to whisper into his ear. “I’d never be so mean to you… My sweet boy.” You cooed. His hands gripped onto the robe at your hips, the loose sash on your robe coming undone. “If you hold the book I’ll let you have a peek.” You teased to feel him rapidly scrambling to hold the book. “Sit on the bed…” You ordered to watch him sit on the bed with him hugging the book to his stomach. You held your robe shut walking over to him and placing your knee right at the base of his crotch on the bed before lowering your robe around your shoulders. Slowly you let the robe fall behind you on the floor, exposing the black lace bra and matching underwear. His eyes wandered over your skin, taking in everything while hugging the book tighter, almost as to keep himself from touching you.
You planted both of your hands on his upper thighs, leaning into his neck. You let your hot breath trace along his skin before settling at where his collar bone ended under his neck. There you sucked at the skin, making sure to leave your mark. His cute little whine had you leaning in to squeeze your thighs together. When you heard little footsteps crawling up the stairs, you backed away and picked up your robe. After you put it on, you started to tie it shut while watching the mark already reddening. With your fingertips, you pushed lightly into the mark, watching it turn white to the touch before reddening even further.
“All done.” Megumi spoke with a bit of an annoyed tone, and when you turned to him you noticed his uniform was soaked. “Now play.” He pouted while holding out the joycons attached to his wrists. The look of determination on his face brought a smile to your face.
“Would you like to stay for a tournament?” You offered, and Yuuji responded with his bright smile and a nod. “Alright Gumibear, we can play one tournament and then Mr. Itadori has to leave. Besides, we have to clean you up!” You warned while following him down stairs with Yuuji not far behind.
You all huddled up onto the couch in front of the TV, each choosing your respective characters with Megumi deciding on which cup to choose. Megumi sat in your lap and you huddled around him to make sure he was warm. The entire time Yuuji was bombarding you with shells left and right, with you following suit. It became a competition between the two of you, Megumi being completely ignored. It wasn’t until the cup was over that you realized it was all a diversion to help Megumi win. It made you laugh at yourself. You really should’ve seen right through that tactic but you were enjoying yourself so much with Megumi and Yuuji that you forgot all about who was in first place and instead focused on just trying to get your revenge on Yuuji. “Alright Gumibear, you can play more later. For now I need you to go wait for me upstairs in the bathroom… It’s bath time.”
“No! You said… One an hour!” Megumi pouted while waving his fists.
“Yes and you will get one hour after you finish any homework and after your bath. I promise. Now up to the bathroom Megumi. I’m sure that Mr. Itadori has things he needs to do as well sweetie. Now go upstairs to the bathroom and wait for mommy.” You demanded. “Megumi Fushiguro!” You raised your voice just as you saw him raise his hand with the joycon, causing him to stop in place. “You better not be about to throw that expensive joycon!” You warned with your fists on your hips. He placed the joycon on the charger before dramatically stomping his feet on the ground as he walked up the steps. “Sorry… He doesn’t usually throw a tantrumm like that…”
“He’s exceptionally mild mannered for his age… I’d say it’s ok for him to do that once in a while.” Yuuji wore that bright sunshine smile and you felt any embarrassment or worry just melt away. He was good for you.
“Thanks… I’ll walk you out.” You motioned towards the hallway with your hand, watching his… Supple behind as you followed him.
“Thank you for dinner. It was delicious.”
“No, no, thank you for helping me with everything. You are… perfect… Exactly what I need in my life.” You hummed while opening the door. He scratched the back of his neck and chuckled nervously while walking around you.
“I’m hardly perfect… You flatter me too much.” He smiled while taking a step out. That very smile made the butterflies in your stomach flutter so you cupped his face in your hands and pressed a kiss to his lips.
Warnings: I’m not the best when it comes to following writing rules. I pretty much write how I want to, so if you’re a stickler for grammar and what not just ignore it or don’t read loll (I’m nice I promise.) 18+ Content
A/N: This is so random but I had to get this out of my head. Also I wanted to see if anyone had the same thoughts as me about Toji loll. Please leave your thoughts because I’d really like to hear some of your random thoughts about him as well. Let me know if you guys what me to give other random thoughts on other characters
First of I think Toji is an even bigger WHORE than Gojo loll I feel like the difference between him and Gojo is that Gojo will probably claim his hoes because it makes him feel like that guy, but Toji will probably see you in the street and act like he doesn’t even know you. I’m talking Cassie vibes. He might even laugh once he’s past you because he knows you are down bad (That Bastard! Loll )
Toji is a pleasure dom for sure. I think he doesn’t even care if you cum or not. He makes you cum just because he likes knowing that he can, like it feeds his ego. Not only that he wants to do it the best because he can’t fathom someone being better than him.
I feel like he’s definitely an ass man. If have big boobs it’s a plus but I think he loses it for a fat ass. I can see him just laying on it or biting it when you guys are just hanging out.
His dick has to be big. There’s no way it’s not. He’s waaaay too cocky for it to be small. I think it’s at least forearm length. I’m talking 9+ inches ( I’m screaming internally!!! )
I think every time he worksout he trains his chest. I mean everyday without fail. I think his huge mommy milkers are his prized possession, besides his dick and his worm. ( Megumi as well too )
I think he loves to bite at any given moment almost like he has an oral fixation. I think he also just likes to see the bite marks.
I think he’s definitely a narcissist. He might even struggle to empathize with certain emotions.
I think he wants to top Gojo so badly. Don’t argue with me loll I know he does. He just wants to take Gojo off his high horse.
I think he goes feral a lot during sex. He’s primal like he gives into his basic instincts. I think he just loves the feeling of pleasure and lets himself feel it fully.
There are other things but this is all I can come up with right now but trust if I remember any more there will be a part 2
cw. suggestive — i wrote this in five min after three days of not sleeping, bear with me | m.list
His gray sweatpants fall over his hips in a sexy way as he slips on a black T-shirt and fixes his mussed hair, joining you in the living room where you are on the phone with your best friend. “Yeah, it didn’t really satisfy me, and it was pretty small, too.”
He raises an eyebrow approaching you, “all you’ve done is whine — daddy is too big — just ten minutes ago, sweetheart” he hums smugly.
Your friend on the other side of the phone shouts an “OH MY GOD!!!” as your eyebrows come together.
The scar on his lip lifts into a smirk as he lies between your thighs.
“Baby please,” you blurt trying to shoo him away, “we were talking about a mascara she lent me, oh my god.”
He tilts his head before kicking the phone out of your hand, “yeah I know, I mean, who would ever say that about this huge cock uhu” he coos grabbing his dick, making you roll your eyes.
Satoru scrolls on his cell phone as you finish making coffee for breakfast.
“Really,” you blurt into your phone casually, “I’ve never seen anything smaller.”
A chair screeching on the floor makes you turn sharply. Your husband locks you pressed to the kitchen counter, a smirk on his lips as he leans over your body.
“What’s small, angel?” he asks passing his thumb over your puffy lip and slipping a hand under your tshirt grabbing a perky hard nipple.
His chest rises with each deep breath, and his breath caresses your forehead making you look up into his crystal clear eyes. “You had a tough time getting out of bed this morning, angel, so …” he hums, pressing his boner into you.
Your mouth snaps open and you have to cover the handset with your hand to cover your voice, “Toru is mom,” you say shocked, “Dad gave her a pendant but it’s small and she was expecting something bigger for their anniversary, oh my … you naughty”
His smirk fades from his lips before he pulls away from you. “Tell her I said — hi —” he coos embarrassedly as he returns to his seat, settling his hard cock in his boxers.
He’s damn sexy as he gets out of the shower and wraps a towel around his hips making you lose your speech.
“What were we saying?” you blurt as you return to looking at yourself in the mirror, “uhu yeah, was small, something bigger would definitely fit better.”
Sukuna mumbles under his breath as he watches you roll your hair over your finger and does not deny that his thoughts immediately go there.
When he drops the towel you instinctively lick your lips. “Now now, you were gagging on the tip last night,” he hums, pinning you against the sink, “and you whimpered that it was — too deep — this morning, so what are you complaining about, princess mmh?”
Your cheeks begin to burn with embarrassment and a smirk curls his lips, “Dad I’ll call you later.” His gears begin to spin as you close the call with your father.
“Was that your father?” he asks squinting his eyes realizing that he had probably misunderstood everything, “damn.”
Dinner that same night with your family was rather quiet.
His wet hair tickles your legs as he lies in bed with you, tired after the last mission. His eyes begin to close as you run your fingers through his tousled locks, before snapping open and casting you a look.
“Well, seeing his father, I didn’t think he would be so small,” you murmur, giving him a smile.
Megumi pushes your hand away from his head before turning onto his side and when you close the call and try to snuggle into his back he grumbles. “Why don’t you go to my father if I’m so ‘small’.”
Your eyes snap open and when you force him to turn his eyebrow rises, “what the hell are you talking about?” you ask amused.
He snorts as he pulls himself up onto his elbows, “what is small mh?” he asks frowning. You start laughing when you realize he misunderstood your phone call. “I went to see my friend, the one who was pregnant” you smile clutching his side, “her baby is small and seeing her husband I thought it would be, you know, bigger than it is.”
“Oh … well” he runs a hand over his face embarrassed dropping down on the mattress and wrapping his arm around you, “sorry, I …mh” - you press your lips to his cheek for how cute he is when embarrassed
He has a big smile on his face as he sits on the couch with you, one arm wrapped around your waist pulling you to him.
“Yeah, so damn small, that wasn’t enough for me at all,” you grumble into the phone with one of your college friends.
Yuji raises an eyebrow before pressing a kiss to your temple, “what was small, love?” he asks curiously.
You press a finger to your lips to shut him up but he pouts, pushing his face into the crook of your neck.
“The water in the shower was cold this morning maybe that’s why he looked small,” he whines catching your attention.
Your eyebrows draw together and when you look at him he has pouty lips, “what are you talking about? Today the portion in the cafeteria was small and I was hungry all day” you murmur moving a strand of hair from his forehead.
He freezes. Redness colors his cheeks in obvious embarrassment and his gaze flies between his thighs, “thank gods,” he mutters, letting out a sigh of relief.
