Jujitsu Kaisen Pound Town

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ HOW THEY FUCK YOU (WITH LINKS)

☠︎ reader description。afab, race/ethnicity neutral.

☠︎ characters。choso, sukuna, gojo, geto, nanami, todo, toji.

☠︎ tags/tw。(16+), slapping, asphyxiation, impact play, rough fucking, cunnilingus, fingering, makeouts, dumbification, overstimulation, soft sex.

when they’re pent up with all that sexual tension they need to find some way to release it. so just exactly how would they fuck you?

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i can see the hurt in his eyes lmfaoo 😭😭

why is it immediately broken 🥺

Age gap

DILF Toji x F!Reader

A/n: Idk why this took me so long, hope you guys enjoy though!

Warnings: Age gap, sub space, cum kink, breeding kink, belly bulge, manipulation, rough sex, nipple play, fingering

Synopsis: In which you have a crush on your best friends dad.

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You know it’s wrong.

The twist in your gut when ever he gets too close tells you so. That it’s fucked up that you, barley old enough to be called an adult, has the hots for your best friend 38ish old dad, Toji fushiguro.

So of course you deny it. You ignore the giddy feeling in your stomach when ever your hanging out with megumi at his house and Toji smiles at you. You tell your self that the feeling will go away, but the thing is, it doesn’t. Not even now, as you stand in front of the fushiguro house, waiting for someone to answer the door bell.

Your heart jumps when the door finally opens, and your greeted with the towering sight of the man you were secretly hoping to see.

“Oh y/n, what brings you here?”

Viridescent eyes gaze into you, making you feel small and igniting a swarm of butterflies in your stomach.

“Hey Mr. fushiguro, I was just-”

“Please I told you time and time again, toji is fine.”

“Oh…” you hesitate, the word feeling foreign on your lips. “Um ok, uh, T-toji, um I’m just here to pick up something I left from last time I slept here.”

You fiddle with the hem of your skirt, shifting your weight from one foot to another.

“I see, what did you leave? If you tell me I can grab it for you.”

“NO!” Your voice comes out louder then expected, taking the grown man by surprise. “I mean uh, it’s ok it will be better if I just go up there and look for it, faster.”

Toji quirks a brow and you blush “ok then fine by me.” He moves out of the way so you can walk in and you smile.

“Thank you! I’ll be quick.”

As fast as you can, you walk up the stairs to megumis room; the path to in which you had already memorized from being her so often. Immediately, you get to work, getting on your knees and crawling all over the floor to find your stuff.

So what exactly was it that you were looking for? Well, it was your panties. Somehow they escaped your bag the last time you were sleeping over and megumi was away and unable to bring it back.

“Come on where is it….” You mumble to your self. “Where did that porcupine put it.”

Your too absorbed in your own actions to notice the door open or hear the foot steps behind you. Only when you hear the sound of a throat being cleared did you turn around.

“This what your looking for sweet heart?”

Your eyes widen at the pet name, and as if that weren’t bad enough, a full on blush washed over your face when you realized what toji was holding around his finger. It was your frilly pink panties.

“Are you fucking kidding me,” you whisper, shamefully making your way to Toji who has a large grin on his face. “Thank you” you managed to squeak before snatching the cloth and putting it in your pocket.

“Your very welcome y/n.”

God why is his voice so sexy

“Um I think it’s best if I get going….” You trail off, glancing at the door, but Toji blocked it.

“Not so fast, havent you taken a look outside? It just started pouring, and it will be dangerous if I let you go home now.”

You look toward the window and low and behold he was right, it was not only pouring but windy as fuck. Where the gods trying to test you or something?

“Oh uh I’m sure it will be fine….” You mumble. There was no way you could stay here, alone, with your best friend hot dad who you were head over heels for. Who knows what embarrassing things you’d do or say. But at the same time some part of your brain was screaming at this opportunity because, you would be alone, with your best friends hot dad who you were head and over heels for.

“Nonsense. You’ll stay here until the rain stops. Come down stairs and I’ll give you some pajamas to change into.”

When you nod, a wide grin spreads at on tojis lips, like he just caught you in a trap or something. But you mentally slap yourself for thinking that. Surely he must have all good intentions.

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used the floral abundance pose on this one as reference (i changed the hand poses)

Toji accidentally smacking your booty short covered ass so hard while you lie over his lap casually just using your phone. The shock of the sting had your toes curling and your butt clenching as you yelp out suddenly before rolling off of him and onto the floor with your face contorted in pain, stuck in silent scream mode. He sometimes forgot just how strong he really was but the way you backed up to him on all fours with your ass facing him as you weakly asked “is it red? It is isn’t it you asshole!” With teary eyes had him chuckling nonstop like the menace he is, only making you whine out even more as you crawled to the farthest edge of the couch.

Omg imagine some teenagers picking on baby Tsumiki and Megumi is defending her like the good big brother. But Megumi is still baby, so it’s too little kids against some teens. They make fun of Megumi and Tsumiki then Toji comes to the situation like “What’s going on here?”

Omg yesss protective dad Toji is literally top tier>>> i was like super tired last night and this was supposed to be just a short like drabble of what I think would happen but my creativity spiked and this happened,,, so I hope you enjoy 🤲😁

I could imagine like Tsumiki and Megumi are playing in the front yard while you went inside to go to the bathroom really fast, reminding the two of them to stay on the grass and not go into the street – even though Toji's watching them from inside the house, unbeknownst to them of course – when these middle schoolers are making their way down the street; having just got out of school and are on their way home.

Tsumiki was ripping tufts of grass from the ground while Megumi was playing with the front wheel of his bike, pretending to pump air into the tire when a small group of the young preteens made their way passed The Fushiguro house, kicking the back of Megumi's bike off the side walk and back into his side of the grass in the process of doing so.

"Hey!" Megumi cried, pushing himself up from his small squat with a heavy defiance.

One of the young boys turned back to the two with an almost shocked grin; amused that Megumi would even defend himself, "Yeah, whats up?"

"Dont kick my bike." His voice carried as much anger as a four year old could, small pudgy hands curled into fists at his sides.

The young boys gave a light chuckle, "why don't you go play with your sister in da gwass?" A different boy spoke this time, voice heavy with mock.

"Hey! Dont tease my sister either!" Megumi took a step forward, spiked hair bouncing angirly – almost as if his rage bubbled up and smoked out of the thick mass.

"Whatta' gonna do about it–"

"Hey!" A deep voice came from the entrance of the house, "The hell's goin' on out here?"

Megumi turned quickly at the loud shout to see Toji walk through your cobble stone garden to where Tsumiki still sat, mindlessly stuffing her small hands into the padded dirt.

"Uh oh," Megumi's voice lowered into a whisper as Toji made his way over to his son and the small group, easily towering over the five boys.

"Mind tellin' me whats goin' on, kids?" He spoke calmly, yet Megumi knew better. Toji rarely got quiet when he was mad and when he was, he was scary.

The group of boys took a moment, shaking nearly instantly at Toji's quirked brow and relaxed stance; hands thrown into his pockets as he waited for the boys to continue.

"Nothin', sir, just on our way home is all–"

"Then I suggest you get there." Toji spoke with a blunt nod to which the boys returned nervously before hurrying their way down the street.

Once Toji decided they were a safe distance away, he turned to look down a Megumi beside him, lips spreading into a proud grin at the boys crossed arms and pushed up chest.

"You okay, pal?" He reached down to ruffle the boy's raven spikes. Megumi pushed his hand away with a nod.

"Nobody messes with baby 'miki."

Toji chuckled, turning back to look at Tsumiki, still playing in the soft grass, with a warm smile, "Damn right, kid."

Alex's laugh makes me laugh EVERY TIME

your works are all SOOO GOOOOD, thank you so much for posting and writing such a great thing <3 do you mind if i request toji getting jealous over gojo flirting with the readers and toji start to fuck the reader when they are back at home?(with breeding kink if you don't mind!) if you don't comfortable with this requests, please just ignore >.< thank you so much again! really love all your writings <3 <3

AHHH TY TY ANON!! and I cant believe I've finally did it, every request that was back up has finally been finished and now im able to work on my own fics for a little bit! But fear not, I will open back up requests again soon lol, just need a little break to finish my own works as well as finish up my last few finals for school, nonetheless, I hope you enjoy!

Cw: nsfw 18+, minors dni, tojis a lil rough in this cus hes jealous, eating pusssyyy, pet names, use of the word "daddy", kissing, jealousy, gojo being a jackass, shoko feeling sorry for you over toji and gojo being dumbasses, breeding, cumming inside cus breeding kink <3

you knew it was a bad idea, any idea that involved Gojo and Toji in the same room, much less 15 feet away from one another in the younger man's backyard, was a bad idea.

Dragging Toji to the barbeque had already irritated him enough and it didn't help that you chose to wore that new top and skirt you'd shown off to him the other night, the one he wanted to see you in, he didn't want to have to share the luxury of seeing your new outfits with anyone, especially Gojo Satouro.

You were seated at the edge of Gojo's pool, legs dangling in the cool water as you sipped lemonade from a small martini glass as Shoko retold a story from her seat beside you. She spoke with soft sighs, hazel eyes tracing blue tile flooring of the pool and coca-painted nails scratching at the skin of her thigh absentmindedly.

You struggled to follow along at the presence of Toji across the yard; ever so often you'd turn around to see him leaned back against island of the grill, arms crossed across the thick of his chest and a bottle of Jack Daniels in a large hand. His silver eyes bore into yours and he cleared his throat before taking a swig of his drink and turning back to Gojo who had been staring at you, now turned back to the smoked grill, flipping burgers with ease.

Rolling your eyes, you turned back to smile at Shoko as she continued talking. you took another sip from your drink, playing with the charm necklace Toji had bought you for your birthday earlier that year. Gojo was watching you.

And he continued to watch you throughout the evening, whether it be, eyeing you from across the yard or complimenting your outfit for the fifth time that night or refilling your drink as the four of you talked. At first you thought it was funny; watching Toji's reactions to Gojo's horribly obvious attempts at flirting but your humor towards the situation quickly dwindled once you realized Toji was actually getting upset.

Every time Gojo would come near you, Toji was either snapping at him or staying eerily quiet beside you. Toji voicing his irritation was one thing, but Toji being quiet was sometimes horrifying. He was completely unreadable as he stopped throwing sarcastic jokes whenever Gojo spoke, sticking to curt nods and grunts as he sipped his beer; the air was so tense that even Shoko was uncomfortable. She'd nervously look back and forth between the two men before her eyes caught yours and then back to the two men again.

You couldn't tell if the snow-haired man was oblivious or completely obnoxious towards Toji's distaste for him.

Gojo leaned closer to hug you before pressing pre pressing a smacked kiss kiss against your cheek.

"Kay," toji's voice interrupted, "that's enough."

Gojo pulled away from you to smirk, brows relaxed as he retorted mockingly, "what?" His hand fell to hit his thigh softly as the other sat on his hip, "no fun allowed here?" The younger man's voice was laced with heavy teas.

Yet toji seemed to only narrow his eyes, hand on your hip tightening as he said his goodbyes to Shoko

You were only able to Usher a rushed thank you to the two friends as toji hurriedly pulled you past the white picket fence, earning and apologetic look from the brunette woman.

The ride home was quiet and you knew toji was still mad; if his white knuckled grip and the impala's wooden wheel and reluctance to make conversation didn't assure you, the way the car speed steadily rose did.

You hated when he got like this ; too angry to slow down and fucking think, too angry to fight it out or just fucking talk about it. But a thing with toji taught you anything it was to it was to remember remind Toji of the things that pissed the assassin off.

"Toji?" You tried, voice soft and calm.

"What?" Toji spoke sharply; he nearly jumped at his tone, making note of the way his grip on the wheel tightened.

You swallowed nervously, throat run dry with anxiety, "can you please slow down?"

The cab was hot, so hot your skin prickled with itch and your clothes suddenly felt too tight to your skin, hot with nerve and tension as he eventually slowed the car.

He didn't speak to you the rest of the ride and you didn't speak to him either.

Once toji Pulled into your grave gravel driveway he shut off the Ignition and waited, for what exactly, you weren't sure. So you waited with him, nails picking a stray thread of your skirt as you listened to the traffic on your street pass by.

"To-" you tried once more.

"Shhh," he cut you off softly before stepping out of the truck and heading towards the front door.

You hurried after him, throwing the door shut behind you and kicking your shoes off quickly to lay messing next to Toji's boots.

You followed him up the creaky stairs and into your shared bedroom where he was pulling off his shirt and cargo pants.

"Toji wha-"

"Get on the bed." He said roughly, turned away from your presence at the door. His voice was filled with annoyance, almost as if it was obvious what he was expecting of you.

Nonetheless, you obeyed.

Crawling onto your made bed, legs tucked under you and skirt laid softly against the thick of your thighs, eyes following toji as he made his way around the room.

"Toji?" You spoke softly.

"No." He cut you off, "you sit there and look pretty while I figure what to do with you."

your mouth snaps shut abruptly, shaky palms coming to rest in your lap as you watch him leave to the bathroom. Your mouth pools at the clink of his belt hitting the floor and you find your thighs clenching beneath the plaid of your skirt.

Toji makes his way back into the bedroom, boats thumping against the mahogany wood as he looks you over - a rough finger tucked beneath your chin. You bite the inside of your cheek, suppressing a tight moan as his thumb comes to rest on the curve of your jaw.

"Gojo was all over you at that party today," He mewls, turning your head from side to side as he looks you over with an arched brow, "touchin' and kissin' on ya' as if i wasn't there," his voice deepens, "as if I'm not the one who fuckin' feeds you and fills your tight lil' pussy every night, huh?" he coos as you melt into his embrace.

slick pools between your thighs as his tone, reaching a hand beneath the fabric of your skirt before Toji catches it in his grasp with a mocked chuckle, "Oh no, baby," his voice hardens, "I think you deserve a little punishment for making daddy sit through all that bullshit today."

your eyes widen before your head falls into an shuddered nod when his grasp on your wrist releases, letting your hand fall to the comfort of your lap. he watches you for a minute, still leaned down and looking you over before his hand slinks beneath your skirt, thumb stroking and pressing against the soaked fabric of your panties.

your breath hitches and a breathless moan falls from your swollen lips as he presses a kiss to the soft column of your neck.

"Lay down," he speaks with no room for question, letting you fall to the duvet beneath you.

You watch as he presses himself up from the foot of the bed, pulling at the band of your underwear from beneath your skirt, "lift your hips," he nods towards you and you comply easily, hips lifting from the comfort of the bed.

Your underwear slides down your thighs with ease before Toji's cupping the insides of your knees and pressing your legs into your chest as his tongue runs over your soaked folds.

Immediately you're caught by surprise, a startled yelp spills from your lips and your nails dig into the meat of your thighs as his nose buds at your clit.

Toji watches you from between your shaky thighs, one hand gripping at your knees bundled together and the other pistoning two fingers into your sopping cunt. Silver eyes lower when you moan and reach for him, hands failing to grasp onto anything as the knot of pleasure tightens in your belly.

"Toji-oh!" you cry, eyes squeeze shut as his finger drags along the spongey part of your heat. Your skin feels hot and you're crying beneath his tongue, clit pulsing as he groans, sending waves of pleasure throughout your cunt. "Toji, m'gonna cum-"

He pulls away, letting your legs fall to the comforter before stepping back from the bed. You pant, chest rising and falling heavily as you watch him shrug his jeans off and make his way back to your place on the bed.

You can tell he's taking his time, letting you catch you breath before taking it away again; he's being patient as he maneuvers you onto your hands and knees by your hips gently. Toji pushes the fabric of your skirt over your ass, lining the tip of his cock up to your folds with a hitched groan.

"Mmm," you whine, pressing yourself into him.

Toji catches your hip with his free hand, massaging your raw skin from beneath the soft fabric of your skirt, "Stop, don't push." he scolds lightly, running the tip up and down your folds ruefully before pressing his length into you with a hiss.

He only waits a moment before pulling out to the tip and thrusting back into you to the hilt. Your back arches into the heat of your orgasm immediately, hands grasping onto the ruined sheets of your bed as you sob at the stretch of him.

"Toji, toji, toji!" you chant, the pap, pap, pap, of his balls against your skin sends your mind into a spiral, "please, please," you cry, though you're not entirely sure what it is you're begging for.

Toji seems to know though, know by the hitched sobs in your voice and caught breath as your thighs tense against his own. "Gonna fill this tight lil' cunt up, fill ya' to the brim," he growls, pressing his chest into the hot skin of your back, "needa' show everyone who you belong to."

Your eyes nearly roll into the back of your head at the thought of him marking you as his own, at the thought of being his, at the thought of people knowing you're his.

"Ya want that, sweetheart?" his voice softens for only a second as he strokes the side of your head before bringing you into a wet kiss as you nod beneath the hold of his hand.

Toji pulls back from you to press you further into the hot covers, grasping your hand that's grown weak at trying to steady yourself amidst his sloppy thrusts. "Gonna cum," his teeth grind as he groans and he feels you release around him, walls spasming around his cock as he spills into you.

"Fuck, oh fuck," he pants, thrusting lightly as the last of his seed fills you. Toji lets you rest a moment, fully supporting your weight with his hands as he lowers you gently to the ruined bed, removing your skirt and top with a kiss to your temple.

"Mmm," you groan, throwing your arm over your eyes as you roll onto your back, knees knockings together, "Toji," you reach out for him.

He links your hands together as he runs a cold cloth up and down the length of your thighs, pressing soft kisses onto your hot skin in wake of the cool fabric, "Gonna look so fuckin' sexy carrying my lil' brat."

you hit his chest with an embarrassed whine and he only chuckles, grasping your hand in his own and pressing a kiss to your palm with an airy laugh.