𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐘𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃!𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 (𝟏𝟖+)

Long live the Emperor …

synopsis — he was a very jealous man and he would do anything to send his message. you were his and he would make sure everyone knew who you belonged to.

warning - nsfw, dubcon, arranged marriage, public sex, throne sex, cock warming

shameful. it’s a shameful display of power and greed and no one dares to say a word. the court has been in session for what felt like hours with many people passing through with important requests for the emperor.

their voices are low and some even stutter, scared to look away but even more afraid to anger their emperor if they dare look at his royal consort.

“you may speak” he says, his voice as steady as any other day only that he has his beautiful wife on his lap in a thin sheer robe that leaves little to the imagination despite how long it is. it’s a beautiful shade of green, see-through and no doubt only appropriate for your private quarters.

you’re beautiful with the finest jewellery fit for the royal consort and despite your obvious discomfort and embarrassment, you know you can’t move. his cock is buried deep inside you and if you were to move, it sends a shiver up your spine that you want to hate. your husband has no respect for you privacy at all, wanting to make a point to all the men who stare at you. you belonged to him and he didn’t care if you were young and new to this side of the world.

you had just turned 18 and your father had promised you to him and no matter how much you begged and pleaded with him, he forced you to marry the emperor and now you were being shown off like some prize in front of everyone.

“m-my king” the man below speaks, but his unable to look at the king in the eye so he keeps his eyes downcast, his cheeks are red and so are his ears. you want to feel sorry for the poor old man but you saw the way he looked at you when he first entered and he was no different than anyone else in the court.

“speak up!” ran shouts, “if you’re here to waste my time, then my guards can see you out”

“i’ve come to ask for h-help” the man clears his throat, “my people, we have been struggling with-”

the man can barely get his words out and it’s so obvious that the king is bored. he helps his people and his not a selfish man but he’s very different with you and it’s clear that the people have angered him enough to push him this far. he circles his hips and grips your waist.

you can’t hide the shame that fills you the moment you moan, your mouth falling open in surprise as he thrusts up into you. his cock is big and even though you had become well acquainted on your wedding night, it was still difficult to get used to something so thick.

there are whispers throughout the court and you don’t have to see the king’s face to know he’s smirking. the smug bastard knew exactly what he was doing and he would do it again to send the message across.

you belonged to him.

I need more of cowgirl reader and Toji ksjsnjsbs

What if he knocks her up for good +#-#+

cow girl reader and toji fic

TW: cow hybrid, pregnant

Hmm…I think both toji and cow girl will be happy about this👀❤️ Not sure if this is what you want to read…but I wrote something sweet<3

That day, you got up from your master's bed. Since you watched TV and played games for so long yesterday (Toji wanted to scold you, but watching this precious calf seriously grab the game controller and play some stupid racing game, he decided to spoil you a little bit), Toji allows you to get the sleep you need. So you wake up in the afternoon. You rubbed your sleepy eyes, cow's tail wagging. "moo…"

Toji frowned, pinching your face, "It's time to eat."

You chew obediently, and your cheeks puff out because the vegetables. After eating a little, a nauseous feeling rushes up so much that you run to the bathroom. Toji realizes what's going on - he doesn't use any birth control, so he expects you to get pregnant one day. With tears still hanging from your little eyelashes, Toji checked you with a pregnancy test, which showed you were pregnant. He lifts you up with a smile, then gently puts you down.

Toji had to explain the pregnancy to you - but you accepted it faster than he thought. You fondly stroke your belly. And he takes care of you more carefully than ever before, basically not letting you do anything on your own. He takes you to the hospital for a pregnancy check-up, renovates a baby room, and buys some baby clothes with you. The weirdest thing Toji thinks is that you picked a cute baby cow jumpsuit - he means, the two of you will obviously have a real baby cow.

bartender!getou who spots you over at the club standing awkwardly next to your friends, listening to their conversation and having no interest to join in. a drink in hand, a pretty, thin black dress wrapped around your body so tight, perfect for him to rip off. his pupils expand like a cat as he stares into your soul, his long slick black hair in a bun with strands seductively falling out the front, god he was so sexy. you quickly noticed his odd interest in you from across the club, you didn’t know why, the sexy black cat looking bartender was staring so intense at you, but it must be since you haven’t touched your drink the entire time. he was a bartender after all,

‘just a bartender’ you thought.

‘suguru!!! fuck!!!’ you moaned as he pounded his hard cock directly hitting your cervix, his strong beefy arms with a rolex attached to his wrist, holding your legs open so wide your almost doing the splits, he fucks his cock into you like a beast. your hands tied to the bed rest, ‘fuck, you look so pretty under me honey’ he whispers into your ear, ‘g-go slowly please..’ you managed to blurt out, ‘nu-uh baby, your gonna take every inch of this cock tonight like a good girl, think ya’ can do that for me?’ a high pitched moan escaped your lips as suguru continuously pounded his dick inside you, fast and hard.

*the self respect leaving your body after the handsome, sexy, big and beefy bartender brings you home and fucks the absolute brains out of you*

emo boyfriend’s.

🗒 ❛ sasuke uchiha & eren yeager.

warnings … fem!reader, two obsessive boyfriends, polyamory, jealousy, threesome, public play, oral ꒰ f & mxm ꒱, power dynamic … mostly eren, domesticity, spoiled reader in terms of getting plowed lmao, use of a collar & leash, body worship, use’s reader like a toy, sort of bimbo reader?, dubcon!, overstim, clit spanks, degradation, pet names, slight humiliation?, breeding, this is kind of self indulgent, black coded.

mocha’s note .ᐟ … thought i’d put my two husbands in a scenario. the og and the current lover. two emo fuckers.

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stepcest! jake who’ll wait for your mom to conveniently go away on a business trip and takes this moment to bless every fucking room of the house with your cum, making sure he’d fuck you on every surface 🤭 and when she comes home he’ll have that wolfish grin on him watching as she eats food off the table that just yesterday was soaked with your juices

the second the front door closes, he has you bent over the kitchen counters and everything. head pressed down on the surface, back arched with your ass hanging up for his cock to easily slip into you. you’re moaning his name, begging for him to fill you up like how you deserve. when jake does cum inside your pretty cunt, he makes you thank him; “mm, t-thank you, daddy!” he’ll smirk at your words, “that’s my girl.. so polite.”

him also being the type to fuck his cum back into you to make sure you’re definitely knocked up after the day’s session; lifting you onto the counter and fingering you ‘til your body’s aching to stop. he’ll make sure you’re fucking bred by the end of the night and carrying his baby. it lowkey backfires on him, though. he’s wild with his fingers.. fast pace, crazy fuckin’ rhythm, like he’s insane. you end up squirting all over the counters and surfaces, and he makes you clean it all up.

by clean it up, i mean with your tongue. he’ll drag you across the surface by the back of your head, using your muscle to mop up your own mess. “such a dirty fuckin’ girl,” he’s pulling at the roots of your hair, tugging you around like a rag doll. “wait ‘til your ma comes home, sweetheart. she won’t be very happy with the messes you’ve made today with her husband, hm?”

Thinking about giving Uzui Tengen head on your wedding night.

You still in your pretty white dress, kneeling in front of him as you choke on his fat cock

Eyes glistening with tears and mascara staining your cheeks, lipstick smudged and drool running down your chin as you swallow his thick, throbbing shaft deeper and deeper

Him moaning in a raspy voice as your puffy lips suck on his tip, continuing to tell you that you're cute with your mouth full with his cock, — calling you his good girl as his fingers work their way into your hair.

Tengen holding your head pressed against his crotch making you swallow his huge dick as his thick, sticky cum runs down your throat while he takes polaroids that he'll put in your wedding album

#𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞- 𝐓𝐚𝐢𝐣𝐮 𝐱 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢

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Tw: cum eating, threesome, consensual, slight degradation, gagging, rough sex, hair pulling, cum play, big cocks that's too much for you to take irl.

A/n: This is highly inspirede by the conversation me and @aztecbrujeria had just now and I just couldn't control it.

Ever wondered what pain and pleasure actually feels like? Yes. It feels the same as having two big cocks in your holes that is making you wetter and wetter.

“Fuck! Ugh— Oh Toji! You're not fucking them hard enough for them to gag on my cock!” Taiju complains, one hand gripping your hair and another resting on the couch.

“Well. It's not my fault that your dick is a fucking telephone pole for them to take,” and there was Toji standing—pounding himself in you.

“I don't know if that was a compliment or an insult, but I'll take it as a praise. Now fucking make them gag, man. Fuck them harder, so they realize not to wear short bottoms at work and go whoring around.”

A hand reached your jaw and clenched them, “Did you hear that, you fucking slut? You should have been more careful while teasing us,” Toji had no mercy on you. He already made you cum twice, but that wasn't enough for neither him, nor Taiju.

"'M sorry–Ah! Mmph shworry, Daddy!” He gripped your cheeks harder, but only softened his touch at the name. Toji's fingers carded through your hairs and yanked them so hard til' your scalp was showing.

“Make up for your mistake then,” he pushed you further down to Taiju's cock until it went a little past your throat.

“Fucking hell. Shit!” It had him rolling his head back. It felt so good. The constant movement of your throat while Toji fucks you, the moans that leave try to escape your throat but sends vibrations on his cock. He loved all of it.

Toji got desperate and increased his pace. He had you going limp on Taiju's thighs when you came. But he held your waist, since he wasn't finished. A few hard thrusts and he pulled out. His thick cum spilled all over your ass cheeks. Big hands approached closer to them and massage your ass with the cum as if it was an oil. He practically pushed you, so his friend on the couch can finish in your mouth too. Taiju came in thick ropes that didn't even fit in the mouth. Some of it spilling from the edge of your lips, but he wiped them on his thumb's bed and pushed it past your lips.

“What a great whore you have around this house Taiju.” Was that supposed to be a compliment? But you love two big men using you as their cum slut, don't you?

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! ETERNAL DEVOTION

synopsis: zhongli finds you worshipping him and offers you a contract

cw; sub fem! reader, god / mortal dynamic, fingering, vaginal penetration, size difference, age gap, mentions of mind control, also slight monster fucking

controlling a mortal was as simple as a snap of his fingers, you'd be under his spell doing everything his way — but one look at you tells him he doesn't need to do that because you'd succumb to him the moment he appeared in front of you, just like you were born to be his, body and mind

zhongli's eyes follow you as you place the last piece of offering beneath his statue; the young rex lapis would have asked for more, for you to kneel and pray, but he's aged, he's no longer at his peak and he’s tired of all the arrogance he once had

however, you, this young and innocent girl with such a strong devotion to your god, has that part of him vacillating once more, a part of him determined to make you his, to feel greater again

he is selfish when he reveals his identity to you one night, handing you a contract on what he wants out of this ‘relationship’ — and you were so quick to oblige, so obedient, so good for him, just like how he predicted the moment he laid eyes on you

zhongli feels like he’s ascending to celestia when he pulls you onto his lap, ass soft and plush on his aching dick, giving it just the right amount of pleasure like you knew what it needed

his clawed hands finally appears after years of hiding in the facade of ‘the human zhongli’, and he sighs in pleasure at the feeling, leaving light scratches on your already naked body — he thinks the way your moans and whimpers spill from your mouth is downright sinful, but he can't deny that it makes him want more

when you nod meekly and bring his hand to your dripping core, he tells you that it'll be okay, that he'll make you feel good if you give him the chance — and he's grown bigger without his knowledge, so big that he thinks if he pushes himself in, he'll split you apart

his fingers work magic on your pussy as he frees himself from the restraints of his pants, letting the leaking tip press against the crevice of your ass, golden cum smearing on your untouched body, burning into your skin; a sign that your god is marking you as his

he deems you ready when you cum around his fingers for the second time, body spasming in his embrace — his eyes roll involuntarily the minute he presses his dick into you, so wet, so tight, so warm and perfect, squeezing him so deliciously that he may cum on the spot

no mortal or celestial being had ever made him feel this way; it made him realize what 'making love' really meant, rather than just ‘sex’ which he had been doing for the past 6000 years of his life

zhongli effortlessly flips you around, forcing you to face him as you struggle to adjust to his sheer size, the stretch painful yet addictive — you're clinging on for dear life as he bounces you on his cock, hands holding you in place to prevent you from fleeing, not when you're both on cloud nine — so you allow yourself to sink deeper into the feeling, relaxing and surrendering your body to morax, allowing him to show you his promise from the start

“gonna cum—”

warnings sputter from you as you bury your face into his chest, and he groans at the view; the size difference along with the way your gummy walls spasm around him pushes him closer to the edge as well

his fingers wrap around your neck to force eye contact with him before kissing you roughly, his longer dragon tongue dipping into the warm cavern, tangling with your own

“cum. cum for me, mortal.”

white surrounds you the moment you hear the command, body freezing up at the orgasm that knocked the wind out of you — zhongli’s own high has him seeing stars, something he’s never experienced before

it took him sometime to regain consciousness, his gaze immediately trailing to where the two of you are connected as he watches golden streaks of cum drip out in amazement

for a while, he let himself become vulnerable, allowing the two of you to stay like that as you fall asleep on him, bathing in the silence of the night and the warmth of another, something he hadn't had in a long, long time

just dilf! toji brainrot

minors dni !

tw: jealousy, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, breeding kink, slight choking, slight spanking.

Dilf! Toji is as confident and self assured as a man of his charisma, looks and stature would be.

You’re his precious doll and he cherishes you more than anything else- especially when he sees you bond with little ‘gumi- Toji’s arm secured around your waist as the 3 of you watch a movie together, mischievous giggles echoing in the room as you join Megumi’s sudden popcorn attack onto his father. Or both of you curling up into his side after a long day, soft snores filling the night air as you relish in Toji’s body heat. It’s moments like these when Toji knows he’s finally found his family.

And as a family, it makes sense for Toji to introduce you to others in his and Megumi’s life, after all, he’s sure about your requited affection and love.

So then why does he feel a dark pit forming in the center of his chest as he sees you giggle and blush over the compliments Jin Itadori has been showering you with ever since you two showed up at his house for a party.

Toji tries to ignore the wandering eyes of the other men in the room, how their gazes linger a little too long below your neck, or how each of them take the liberty to make a joke about the “young innocent thing” Toji has managed to bag. The last straw is Jin sliding his hand to your lower back as he tucks away a stray lock of hair on your face with another.

Perhaps that’s how you end up pressed against the bathroom door, only a thin wall away from a plethora of guests as Toji stuffs his fingers into your mouth, hastily pulling aside your panties as he gives you no time to adjust to his massive girth like he usually does- instead, burying himself inside you to the hilt.

It’s a display of dominance- of possession as he makes it his task to overfill your cunt with his seed. You’re writhing and crying, not bothered about being heard at all by your third orgasm as his hand comes down to slap the flesh of your ass till there’s an imprint of his ownership.

You think he’s finally had his fill as he pulls out, but you’re being turned around and lifted onto the bathroom counter instead, being stuffed full of cock once more as his cum spills out of your gushing abused hole.

Toji’s got a firm grip around your throat as he starts thrusting into you like a man gone feral once again, his eyes locked onto the way your cunt swallows him- the ring of white that forms around his cock each time he pushed back in- the way you grip onto his shoulders with all your strength, your pretty face now stained with tears- he can’t help but catch your cries against his own lips as he spills into you one final time.

There’s no use trying to hide your perverse acts as you both walk back outside, your legs visibly quivering as every man in the room suddenly refuses to meet your eyes. There’s a smug, almost proud, grin on Toji’s face and you know it’s because he’s well aware of the fact that you walk with his cum dripping from in between your legs.

Later that night, you lay in bed with him, flushed with embarrassment as you whine about what you two did earlier. Toji’s response comes in the form of a laugh as he continues to massage your sore thighs, leaning down to pepper kisses along your nose as a form of apology. You joke about that pair of underwear he took away earlier being your favourite one and he tells you he’ll buy you another.

But that’s only because the original cum stained one now lies hanging at the back of Jin Itadori’s bathroom door.

𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃! | toji fushiguro.

SUMMARY: toji has a little too much fun tormenting the new cute flight attendant in first class.

CONTENT: fem! flight attendant reader, dilf!toji, pwp, reader‘s 20+, degrading, praise, squirting, brief cockwarming, cunnilingus — (toji eats it from the back) creampie, corruption kink, dumbification, fingering, edging, spanking, size kink, biting, (petnames: sweetheart, pretty/little girl, baby.) wk — 5.9k! GYATTT.

NOTE: hey 💔 pls this was a thirst at first i swear… but my puthy… took the wheel 😞 looool enjooooy .

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Toji laid near the window of the lavish first class section of the front cabin of the airplane. It was a few others around him, but very few. He had about a good three hours left until he arrived at his destination to do more shady gambling business. To put it frank, he was bored. Toji had his head pressed up against the glass, staring blankly at the sky. But that‘s when his attention drifted. He spotted you, trying your best to have great customer service — sashaying down the aisles and creating conversations with people. Though, he stared a lot at the skirt you wore, and how you’d occasionally tug down on it, hoping no one would see, but Toji definitely did. He figured you were new mainly since he always takes this airline, and hasn‘t ever seen you before. Besides, most of the other flight attendees were a bit older than you or had far much more experience.

“Hi, Sir. Can I help you with something,” you softly spoke, immediately coming to his aid once he rang your attendant call button. “Mr. uh… Fushiguro?”

He looks up at you, and he‘s manspread in his cushioned velvet chair — dripped in a jet-black expensive tuxedo and black slacks, strands of hair nearly covering his stoically grim expression. “Yeah,” he gruffly replies, and he stretches for a bit, his eyes dart towards your rack, making contact with your pretty bedazzled name tag that you probably decorated yourself. Cute. “Y/N,” he rolls off his tongue, tilting his head before staring at the baggage cabinet. “Could you.. be a doll and get my luggage for me? Heh. Silly me. My legs, unfortunately, fell asleep.”

“Oh, sure thing.” You‘d smile, and he watches you stroll directly in front of him, opening the cabinet that was directly above him. Just as you were about to grab one of his light weighted bags, the plane made a huge shake of turbulence— causing you to embarrassingly lose your balance and fall.

Toji catches you with quick reflexes, you‘re awkwardly on his lap, and he‘s giving you a near smirk. “Uh oh. Careful now,” he huskily murmurs, and that’s when you feel his touch—his hands that were on your waist since he caught you. Toji props you up, fixing your skirt for you but you can feel his eyes lingering on your body intimidatingly. “Wouldn’t want you to hurt that pretty little face.” And you gulp, almost swearing that you felt something poke out underneath your attendant blazer while propped on his lap. Something…. questionably hard.

That‘s the words that kept repeating in your head while you’re standing in front of Toji‘s seat, hands gripping down onto the head of the cushioned seat while his tongue’s in between your thighs. This was so risky — how did it even escalate like this? You were just conversing with him about his personal life out of curiosity, and now Toji’s dug deep in between your legs, lapping up your cunt like a filthy starved man. “Toji…” You’d whimper, gripping the seat. It was an older guy completely knocked out who sat directly in front of you, snoring loudly with headphones in, and you were praying he couldn’t hear you. Much less along with the other few passengers scattered throughout the first class section — no one was really woke, regarding it was three am. But still, anyone could just… see…. Toji Fushiguro … eating you out.

You shivered, feeling the coldness of his rings all over his fingers graze against your ass, giving you a proper spank to remind you to keep your back prettily arched for him. “Sorry, sweetheart,” he chuckles, warm breath fanning against your swollen clit. Your eyes nearly rollllll back, feeling him lap up your sweet essence for all that it‘s worth. “I’ve always been a—mpmh.. messy eater.”

“Fuck—” You’d sob out, and he very much was. Toji didn’t even have the decency to remove your skirt for you. He just rolled it up to your waist. His tongue’s slurping you absolutely dry, vacuuming your cunt and it’s not long before you’ve got his well-trimmed chin glistening with your honeyed slick. “I-I‘m gonna cum again i—if you keep eating me out like that.. Mr. Fushiguro..”

Toji brings another spank to the fat plump part of your ass, and you feel him drag a thumb toward your clit for more stimulation. “Nah. Toji, girl. Say it with me. Toji.”

“T—Toji.” You’d whimper out, heels digging into the carpeted ground.

“Louder.” He slowly circles his tongue deep into your folds.

“Someone‘s gonna hear if I—”

Toji’s wet glossed lips press and poke between your folds, and he grunts, continuing to sway his thumb back and forth against you at a more rapid speed. “Yeah? Aw, that‘s too bad. I can always stop eating you out then,” he departs his lips, giving your rump a hungry gaze. “Could take my ass right back to sleep with no problem, little girl.”

“Toji! Toji T—Toji!” You’d immediately wail out, definitely not wanting that. He grins against your cunt, diving back in with a sinister grin.

“Everything alright back there?” You hear near the very front — and it‘s the pilot, he sounds worried and you bit your lip, feeling dumb that you literally yelled aloud for everyone to hear. “...Y/N? Who’s Toji?”

You panted, loving the way his tongue dragged and rolled against your sensitive nub. You swallowed thickly, voice completely shaky. “Oh.. I‘m sorry…. I— I must have,” and you’re dumbfounded. You don’t know what to say, mind going blank from Toji’s tongue continuing to lap and lick your folds — going all different directions, from north, west, east, and fucking south. “I.. I must have mistaken someone…”

“Uh huh... okay,” the pilot replies in a tired voice. Yeah, he sounds like he most definitely doesn’t believe you, but goes along anyway. “Do a favor and do a sweep and check near the main aisles, alright?”

“Yes ….. sir. Right away,” You cutely complied, and Toji’s enjoying his meal happily, his tongue slowly sliding from up to down on your pussy and you whimper. You turn your head to look down at him while giving his messy black hair an adorable yank. He looks up at you with a red-handed simper. “Toji, you‘re gonna get me i—in trouble.”

Toji moans lowly on your cunt, giving your swollen lower lips sweet kisses before giving the fat of your thighs bite marks. His dark green eyes meet you again before he shrugs, “And,” he hums, making your legs spread a bit more to manipulate your poor sensitive nub with his tongue. “Won‘t be the end of the world, pretty girl,” and he chuckles, watching you turn back towards in front of you — sinking your teeth onto your knuckles. “Yes sir. Right away,” he mocks your sweet tone. “Such a lousy flight attendant. You lied straight to the pilot as you’re getting your pussy eaten by a passenger,” and he’s continuously dipping his tongue in and out of your sheeny cunt. “Such a shame. Don’t know how to take simple orders. Someone needs more training.”

You whine at his words, the sounds he made were so dirty — your pussy continued to pop from his mouth, and his nose kept tickling against your cunt. He definitely knew what he was doing. Your mouth slightly opens from his devilish tongue that‘s drinking your sweet savory juices like water. His jaw locks and tightens, and it‘s probably been about a good fifteen minutes. Toji could eat a girl out for hours. The epitome of a pussy pleaser.

“Toji,” you gasped, lashes fluttering with each blink. He playfully sucks on your sweet labia, fondling the clitoral hood in the process, and your left leg starts to bounce. “Toji… I—I don‘t know if you fucking heard me b—but I’m about to cum..”

“Oh, I heard you, sweetheart,” he mutters in a gravelly voice, skimming and slowly flicking his greedy tongue. You nearly cry out once he locates your sweet g-spot again, so sloppy with his meal. Toji slowly looks at you with a warm grin on his shimmering chin wet from being between your thighs. “All you gotta do is ask me. Then you can cum your cute little head off.”

You whine, tears swelling up in your eyes. His tongue felt so good — laid perfectly wide and flat against your pussy, lapping it up to its supremity.

“Please… lemme cum, Toji.” You panted in a quavering tone. It was the way that his tongue acted so diabolical, repeating its routine of directing itself toward your sex. It kept making your eyes go back with your mouth slightly going agape. This was probably the riskiest thing you‘ve ever done — you’ve never done anything this remotely raunchy in public, much less on the job. It made your pussy flutter though, Toji continuing to remind you that there are people watching, and anyone can just come in and see you getting so stupid on his tongue.

“Pretty please,” He adds, and you pout feeling him remove his lips — planting soft kisses near your inner thighs, running his tongue on the bite marks he created. “Say it.”

You’re almost sobbing, swallowing the invisible lump residing in your throat before furrowing your eyebrows, eyes darting towards the head of the plane. “P-Pretty please Toji… can‘t hold it..please.”

“Go ahead.” He roughly mumbles, and your body twitches from his response, sending you into a dazed crescendo. When you orgasm, a cute whiney squeak comes out, and you’re trying so hard not to scream out while you‘re cumming on Toji‘s tongue. Your lip trembles, fist clenched, and banging against the seat. Thank god the old man in front of you was dead asleep, that would have been pretty embarrassing.

He slurps you clean, finally departing with a pussy drunken smile while you’re breathing with shattering breaths. You turn around, watching Toji sit down with spread legs, sliding his tongue across his lips in such a dirty way — tongue dragging across his sexy slanted scar. “Good girl. C’mere.” He says, and you watch him slide his rough calloused fingers between his exorbitant gleaming belt. Toji unbuckled his pants, and you stroll to him with shaky legs. He’s got a thick bulge through his black-designed boxers imprinted in them, and you so desperately wanted to ride him.

He springs his thick, well-trimmed cock out that was exquisitely leaking out pre-cum. It was pretty. You plopped on his lap, but he twisted you a bit, making your back face him. “I’m gonna have fun breaking you, little miss flight attendant,” he whispers next to your ear, and your mouth opens again marginally from the way you started to slowly sink down onto his size. He was so big, Toji grunts next to your ear, making sure your protocol skirt remained rolled up towards your waist. He licks a stripe up your neck, feeling your nails penetrate into his pants leg. “That’s it. Mmm. Press your back towards me. Relax.”

“You’re really…. big…” You breathed out, walls starting to ease up and flutter around his girth. Your cute pussy was trying to adjust, and he slithers a hand towards your cunt before going through your cute attendant blazer to feel on your tummy. “Mr. Fus— Toji… you’re not gonna fit.”

“Yeah…?” Toji hums, and he’s got a hand gently wrapping around your throat — his voice is so raspy and condescending, in a teasing way. Your pussy’s nothing like your words though, it’s sliding right in regardless of the stretch, and you’re embarrassingly biting back your words. “I dunno. This pussy’s saying something different, baby. You’re just being dramatic,” and he huffs directly next to your ear, sliding his hands all around your body. “You‘re a big girl—” and he grunts, you laying your head against his neck with a whimper, sinking deeper before he smiles. “I‘m sure you can take me. Nothing a pretty little flight attendant like you can‘t handle. There ya go. Mmm shit.”

You let out a long drawn-out whimper, knees slightly bucking from his thick cock — head reaching deep into your heated core. “Stretchy ass pussy,” he pants huskily, and you suppress a loud moan that was about to escape your lips once he’s finally all the way in. Toji’s got a sinister smile on his face, licking his lips with his tongue. “See. This pretty cunt knows how to take what its given,” and he writhes — watching you squirm and shift around his size in attempts to get comfortable. To say you‘ve taken anyone remotely as big or bigger than Toji is — a heavy understatement. You’d be lying straight through your teeth. “Start riding me, girl.”

“O—Okay, Toji.” You stammered, sitting all pretty in his lap. You started to move your hips in an orderly fashion and he wraps his strong bulky arms around your waist. Your hands gripped tightly onto his clenched thighs, and your breaths were exponentially heavy, walls contracting around his tight length. “Shit… shit… shit.”

“Filthy fucking mouth. Someone oughta teach you how to speak proper,” Toji tuts with a low growl, spongey walls mending and spasming — with his degrading words going straight to your cunt, it sends your frail body in a frenzy. “Pretty cock hungry whore with a little potty mouth. Exactly what you are, huh?”

You whine from the way you‘re bouncing now, his degrading words transmitting your empty brain into a complete and utter crazed state. “S—Sorry Toji,” you’d pant, feeling the crown of his cock poke repeatedly inside your cunt — making you let out cute whimpers and whines. He hit everywhere, deep and rough, letting you fuck yourself on his cock. Your cute noises were shaky as you bounced on his lap, having a race with your own breath. Toji‘s never had sex on an airplane before, but if it meant you’d always work at this particular airline, then he’d probably come more often than he usually does. “Can’t help it when your cock is just… stretching m—my pussy out.”

“Heh, It’s okay,” he grins, racing his hands towards your little flight attendant blazer. His hands slide through your shirt, and he gropes your breasts, giving them a good squeeze, and that makes you moan softly, feeling his fingers circle around your perky nipples. Your heartbeat pounded fast, and it was quite dim in the wing of first class. Since it was early at three am — in the airplane, the only lights being produced were the ones near the windows, bright orange and red. The sounds, pure white noise including the sound of the rumbling grumbling engine, along with the extreme sounds of the skin slapping you made, featuring your honeyed voice moaning and babbling on Toji’s dick. “Aw, you poor baby,” and he‘s whispering over your whines, a hand caressing your neck. “Been standing on your feet all day. This probably just what you needed huh?”

You let out a long sigh, pout squeezing onto your pretty glossed lips with a pathetic, “Y-Yeah… yeah...” you’d softly whimper out, his cock disappearing deeply inside your cunt over and over. It was like a magic trick of the sort, super sloppy and erratic. It was almost as if Toji‘s dick had something to do with Houdini — vanishing right inside your sopping wet pussy. “Feels really good… Toji.”

“Good,” he groans, dragging his rough hands toward your hips again. Your movements were so sweet, thrashing and smacking back against his pelvic bone. “Mmm fuck,” he’d huff from a thrust, and you were sure his cock exclusively prodded against your cervix for a brief moment. You felt it too, because you whined loudly, and Toji brings a big hand to your mouth. “Shit. Right there? That spot, sweetheart?” You’d cutely reply with a slow head nod, whimpering muffled cries into the palm of his hand and Toji smiles, bringing your back closer to his chest.

“So cute,” he growls, and you suck in a sharp breath. You’re quivering, and it’s not long before your tongue lolls out from his deep thrusts, penetrating way inside beneath your gummy walls. His manly fragrance is so strong, it makes you practically dizzy as you’re whining. The coil within you creates tension, and pressures being built up and you’re ultimately throbbing because of his doing. He removes his hand with a simper, “See. And you said you couldn’t take me. You’re doin’ just fine, pretty girl.”

“Y/N?”

You freeze up looking in front of you to see one of your good flight attendant friends, Kyle. He was rolling the cart that was filled with drinks and refreshments for the passengers aboard — and Toji felt you dig into his calf. “T—Toji… W-What do I do? He’s gonna see me!” You panicked, muscles tightening and your bouncing became vaguely sloppy.

Toji chuckles lowly beneath your ear, and you’re not finding anything relatively funny. He coos, feeling you stop bouncing while he tries to make your blazer at least somewhat decent. “Ah, calm down Y/N. Just… sit on my lap. It’s pretty dark, he won’t know,” and he feels you writhe around slightly with his cock still deep inside you. The fellow flight attendant made his way closer until he reached the aisle — staring at the… peculiar scene that was happening. “Unless you make it obvious, little girl.” He mutters the last bit in your ear, reaching a hand down to your pussy that’s hiding underneath your skirt, causing you to whine.

The scene was…. definitely odd at the least. You, one of his co-workers propped on a passenger's lap in the middle of the night, hair slightly messy and you looked like you’d just run a marathon. “Oh… h-hey Kyle. What’s… up?” He’s gripping the cart with a furrowed eyebrow. Toji starts to teasingly bounce his leg, and you almost let out a moan, smacking against his leg but he ignores your cute little remark.

“Who’s.. he?” He suddenly says, with pursed lips.

Toji‘s giving the other flight attendant a fake smile, waiting for some reply you‘d come up with. But he figured you‘d say something boring. You inhaled, glancing around the terminal with near half lidded eyes. “Oh… um.. well… he’s no o—”

“Yo. I’m her boyfriend,” Toji abruptly says with smug arrogance, playfully bringing you up close to his chest. Boyfriend? Your heart raced, wondering what this guy’s deal was. To be fair though, you weren’t exactly complaining. How could you when your mind was so completely empty? Toji laughs mentally, watching the guy’s face fall — bringing a peck to your forehead. “Was just coddling a little with her before she gets back to work,” and he slithers a hand up your thigh, panting from his fingers trailing near the crevices of your legs. “Ain‘t that right... baby?”

You felt so stuffed full, praying that your co-worker didn’t see, it was really dim so high chance he didn’t but still. “Um… yeah…” You went along with it, trying to sound at least somewhat believable. Toji‘s cock stood still, and it took everything in you for your eyes to not roll back. “I‘m about to… get up.. actually.”

“…….Okay,” he awkwardly responds through gritted teeth, clearing his throat and smiling. “Uh.. what was I gonna say,” he mutters, jogging his memory. “Right. Well, don’t forget to sweep the aisles, and take any more last-minute orders. Help... uh.. supervise,” and he pauses, watching Toji whisper something in your ear. You nervously smiled back at your co-worker in response. “……I don’t know if the pilot told you, but yeah. Estimated time for arrival is around five in the morning.”

“T—Thank you, Kyle,” You’d give him a fake grin, and he walks away into the main passenger section, away from the expensive lavish part of the plane.

Once it was clear, you moaned — Toji making you lie down on the stretchable bed directly next to the seated chairs. You panted, radiating heat immediately rising to your cheeks. That was so risky. So awkward. It made your heart race, synchronizing with your pussy entirely. “M-My… boyfriend? Since when are you, my boyfriend?”

“Yeah.. sorry about that sweetheart,” Toji gruffs in a low voice, and you stare at him, unzipping your skirt before tearing it off of you. He’s got a near-hungry gaze — obsidian strands of hair nearly blocking his view of vision. “It was quite amusing to see his face when I said that though. He looked so devastated heh,” and you slip out a whimper, feeling him insert his cock back inside of you. “The poor bastard. Shame he can’t get inside this sweet pussy. Only I can.”

Your breathing hitches as your cunt swallows him whole. Toji rubs a hand on your tummy, presenting your core with deep slow strokes. “T-Toji… I work with him… now things are g-gonna be awkward…”

“Good,” he hums with a playful grin. Toji pivoted his hips with such force. Your breathing is erratic and you’re clinging onto his strong tuxedo sleeves. Toji’s staring at you — watching your back cutely arch before he brings your knees to your chest. You look so pretty, he‘s ruthlessly jerking his hips against your slippery core. “Bet he’s biting his damn fists thinking about fucking this,” and he pauses and lets out a grunt, watching your cunt take him in with all its might. “Loose little cunt. It‘s just gripping…. around me so… good,” and his eyes nearly roll back, voice changing pitches sexily. “Fucking shit.”

You whimpered, walls fluttering — and you’re holding onto your last breath. His cock repeated to bully inside of your folds, tapping against your g-spot to make you cry out cute and stuttering whimpers. “T-Toji…” and you look adorable, eyebrows furrowed from his deep penetrative thrusts going in and out of your cunt — slapping and thwacking against your heated sex. At this point, you didn’t really care who heard you. You kept repeating his name over and over and over again as if it was some enchanting mantra. “Toji… Toji… r—right there Toji… please…”

“My god, woman.” he hissed — feeling him lean in super close to your face. You were completely fucked dumb to comprehend let alone think properly, but Toji leans in and kisses you. Deeply. He used a hand to slither beneath your hot-tempered body, making your legs open for him and it instinctively wraps around his slim slutty waist. You opened your mouth slightly, kissing him back, transferring your exotic whines and noises into his mouth. Toji tasted so sweet like candy, not only could you taste the lingering savory tang of rich champagne on his tongue, but you tasted yourself as well, from when he was eating you out earlier.

The both of you were close, and you whimper, watching him depart to bury his head into your neck — taking in your candied scent. “Fuck,” he stammered, licking another stripe up your neck. “So close,” and then he swallows, dragging a rough hand towards your tummy, sitting up to stare at you with lust-hungry eyes. “Tell me…” he breathes, gnawing on his lip. “Where do you want me to cum, sweetheart?”

“In me.” You immediately responded, and your pussy’s getting absolutely demolished by his cock. You wanted to be filled, just the thought of it was enough to make your mouth swell up with water — salivating. It was so lewd. You craved it.

“Be more specific, little girl.” Toji bluntly says, planting kisses down your collarbone. He grips your chin, making you stare at him, and you arch your back, eyes nearly reaching near your skull again — seeing pure and utter blackness before he sneaks another kiss on your lips. “Where inside? I‘m gonna need to hear you explain in detail.”

“In…. In my pussy,” you whined and saying it aloud made heat rise to both sides of your face. Toji stares at you, sexily raising an eyebrow as if he’s telling you to keep talking. You huffed, voice trembling from his voice shaking you roughly underneath him of the comfy cushioned sofa. “I… I want you to fill your cum inside my cunt T—Toji,”and your lip quivers, sliding your right leg down his back seductively. “Don‘t spill any… wanna feel stuffed with your seed.”

Toji looks away as if he’s actually thinking about it, and you pout — not fond of his teasing.

“Good. That‘s how you should speak. Nice and proper,” and as he rubs a thumb against your lip, Toji feels the anklet you wore above your foot rub against his chiseled toned back. “Better be a good girl and shut the fuck up then. Don’t want your pilot to hear how much of a slut you‘re being for me, huh?”

“I— I don’t care if he hears.” You’d whimper.

“Really now,” Toji lowly rasps, and his tone is amused more than anything. You softly shake your head as a response, and a little smile spreads on his face. “Ah, that‘s cute. Moments ago you were so scared to make noise,” and Toji pushes your leg up, having you sling it over his shoulder. You gasp, feeling his hips jolt and ram against you before he pants — having a hand squeeze onto the fat of your thigh. Toji’s muscles tense, and he draws in a hot breath, seeing your perfect body beneath him just jump and twitch from each dramatic thrust he‘s making. “Whatever then. Take it then, baby. F—Fucking take it.”

You let out a silent squeal, feeling Toji‘s hips slow before he’s jerking, spilling a thick load right into your cunt — painting your spongey insides white. Toji dissolved into pleasure, sinking his teeth into your neck gently, and he moans quite loud himself. His voice is low and gravelly, strained against your skin and it makes your pussy twitch once he’s trying to catch his breath. He‘s roughly panting, and for a moment you think you hear his voice crack briefly.

“Shit,” he heaves through shattered teeth, sitting up. You panted yourself, watching him grunt before swiping his cock head against your folds — watching the gooey cum spill out in spurts, coating your pussy with its will. Toji then pulls up his pants, buckling them before narrowing his eyes towards you. “Lie back for me, Y/N.”

“O—Okay…” You panted, watching Toji sit back. He brings you close to him, and you’re confused before he brings two fingers towards your stuffed cunt.

He brings his perfect crooked and sinister lips to your neck, softly pecking a kiss, before he mutters to you in a low voice. “I gotta ask. A man ever make you squirt before?”

Your eyes were half lidded, feeling him spread your legs open for him — grazing a hand down your chest. “Uh… no… I don‘t think so.”

“No?” Toji grins, pulling your head back towards him. You shook your head, and you whimper, feeling him shove his remains of cum out your stuffy cunt. It was poured deep inside, as it should be and that made his erect hard cock twitch inside his pants. “You‘ll let me change that, huh? You deserve that much for being such a good girl.”

“Please,” You‘d moan out, white noise filling your ears. You stared in front of you, not realizing how much time passed — the sunset was just about to come up now. “Make me s-squirt.. Toji.”

He hums at your honeyed response, and he’s got the bowling ball grip, middle, and ring finger both perfectly coordinated and shoved inside your twitching pussy. He grabs a black towel from near the cabinet beneath him and puts it under you just in case. “Kay. Relax for me,” he coos, and you start to pant — feeling his two slender digits squirm inside your cunt. His fingers are being coated with his cum along with your sweet juices as well. He’s slowly stimulating your clit, and your lip trembles, sliding a hand down to feel his grip in your soaked folds. “Your g-spot‘s so cute.” He mutters against your neck, fingertips prodding against it, and it feels like a little ridge, spasming from his fingers entirely.

“Fuck… T—Toji..” You‘d cry out, his fingers so thick, stretching your pussy even more than it already was earlier. Your cunt was so submissive to him, swallowing his fingers with ease, building pressure and your leg started to shake. You’re so wet, he finds it adorable, swiping the tip of his two digits against your gummy walls that‘s fluttering and clenching around him. He’s stroking inside — making your mind dizzy, and you‘re trying not to be so loud.

Toji smiles behind your head, curling his fingers around your cunt and you cry out. “Sweetheart. Can you be any louder, damn,” he chuckles, slapping a hand softly over your mouth. You muffled incoherent babbles into his palm now, probably slobbering all over it, but he doesn‘t mind. Toji’s fingers reach your g-spot again, and he gradually tickles against it, watching your body twitch and jolt — head laid back against him, engulfing in his designer cologne scent. “Good girl. Like that, bare around my fingers. Mhm,” and your eyes are wandering in all kinds of directions. His fingers are penetrating deep into your slick core, prodding against your g-spot in a circular motion. Even with muffled moans, you‘re still quite loud and he finds it so cute. “Doing so good for me, pretty girl.”

Your cunt pulsates at his praises, and your eyes nearly roll back once you feel a peculiar sensation of heat building up. “Mmph—! Mmph…” You‘d gasp, his rough hand still covering your mouth.

Toji massages your sweet spot, knowing exactly where to go with his fingers. Inside and out. Inside and out, in a rapid motion — making you incapable to think, and he brings his lips to your ear, talking over your moans. “I know, I know,” and his voice is low, you could still hear the sheer smug in his tone though. You spot him grinning from the corner of your peripherals, sly smile and the slanted scar on his lips poking, briefly showing his subtle dimples. “You feel it don‘t you? It‘s quite normal, don‘t worry.”

You slowly give him a nod, reaching a hand to feel his arm and he smiles — and Toji hears your pussy letting out wet squelching sounds. It felt so good, repeatedly hitting the back of your head against him. He thinks you’re so cute, about to gush out all on his fingers. “Let go for me Y/N. Squirt on my fingers, yeah?”

Your walls burst at his command, and you do willingly but hesitatingly. You feel yourself exploding — combusting, pussy getting tense and you‘re squirting on Toji’s fingers. He watches your body jostle roughly, eyes rolling back and you let out a loooong drawn-out orgasm, and he’s got his hand covering your mouth still, shushing you while chuckling against your ear. The feeling was something you’d definitely never felt before, and he removed his grip from your mouth. “O—Oh my god, Toji.” You’d breathe out, fat tears remaining on your long lashes. Your tiny voice trembled on every word. He slides his fingers out, with a cute pop and you whimper, puffy breaths completely heavy. “Fuck…. fuck…. fuck…”

Toji squeezes your pussy with his whole wrist, feeling your soaked cunt beneath him and plants a kiss on the crown of your head. “Good fucking girl.”

And right then, the P.A. system beeps, and it’s the pilot speaking. You pant, eyes completely half lidded. “Alright folks. Cleared for the ILS, runway three four at 5:27 A.M.,” and you moan against Toji‘s chest, not wanting to get up. You had to though. Because you did… sort of work here. “We‘re finally cleared to land. Beautiful skies today! All flight attendants, prepare to help passengers disembark and help unload their luggage. Over.”

“Are you… gonna get up or are you gonna stay here with me, sweetheart?” Toji raises a brow, watching your stiff body just pant above him. He cleans you up with the large towel — helping you slip your panties and skirt back on.

“Stay...” You’d mumble in a cock-drunken pant, mind completely in a daze.

Toji rolls his eyes with a sleazy smile and helps you stand up, you‘re intaking a sharp breath. You realize how tall he is now, and with the beaming sunlight shining on his face, he looks so handsome, pretty even. He‘s staring down at you with stoic green eyes. And then it dawned on you. You fucked Toji Fushiguro. The Toji Fushiguro. You’ve seen him on the news, and heard stories about him. “The Sorcerer Killer.” He was this dangerous ruthless assassin. And yet... you just had him deep in your guts, had him let you squirt, and ate your pussy out like it was the best meal he‘s ever gotten his hands on.

No regrets though. The whore in you screamed that you‘d definitely do it again.

“Oh yeah,” he cuts off your lewd thoughts, strolling towards the sink near the pilot’s cabin. You lazily follow him, holding your work heels in your hand. “Forgot. You never did actually get to help me with my luggage. That‘s alright. I think I got it.”

You stared at Toji — watching him wash his hands thoroughly, and he catches you gawking at him through the mirror briefly. He dries his hands off, and you fix your blazer with a needy sigh. “Thank you for um… choosing our airlines, Mr. Fushiguro.”

“Toji, girl.” He tells you, swiping a delicate thumb against your lips.

“Right… Toji,” You‘d softly reply, staring into his emerald viridescent eyes. He liked the way you said his name, he found it cute. Somewhat endearing. The eye contact remains before you clear your throat, giving him room to leave the claustrophobic filled bathroom. “I hope your uh… trip goes well. Wherever you‘re going.”

Toji sulks, rolling his eyes. “Gimme your phone.”

“My phone?” You stammered, and he just blankly stares at you, as if his eyes asserted dominance, saying: you heard me. “Okay…”

Toji grabs your phone, and he scrolls his stubby fingers through — and reaches the contact app. He pulls out his too and you stood still, wiping any remaining running mascara down your face, hearing him type quickly, tapping his foot against the carpet floor. He‘s got a stoic expression, the blue light reflecting on his face.

“There,” he says, with a sly smile. You grab your phone, looking down then at him. He gave you his phone number, and texted himself. “I could tell you‘re probably gonna want more of me,” and his voice is low — face flushing with radiating heat once his eyes lingers towards your chest then back up at your face. “Just give me a text when you‘re horny. Whenever I come back on this airline again, I’ll be in the same place. You know.”

“Okay.” you glanced up at him, locking your phone. Toji brings a peck to your forehead, slipping you a hundred dollar bill, and he stuffs it in your bra before you watched him start to walk away. You gasp, and mumble a, “Thank… you…?”

“Work on your customer service for me. I‘ll be seeing you, Y/N.” And he unloads his things, boarding off the jet. You stood on shaky legs, before opening your phone to see Toji‘s contact again just out of curiosity.

Your eyes widened, seeing a full-blown image of Toji's veiny cock with a brief text underneath the attachment that read: “Sleep well, little girl. Tell that Kyle guy I said hey.”