Bartender!getou Who Spots You Over At The Club Standing Awkwardly Next To Your Friends, Listening To

Milk, milk, milk!

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18+, plus size reader, toji is beefyyyyy, use of princess, spitting, crude language, grinding, light smut tbh, unedited, (this was my first time writing in a while so feedback is greatly appreciated🫶🏾 )

“youre not picking me up toji.”

your boyfriend raises his eyebrow at this. he’d been trying to convince you to let him carry you around for the day after disclosing that your feet had been hurting from work. of course treating you like a princess for a day is the first thing that came to toji’s mind. although you knew he just wanted an excuse to have his hands on your ass. but seeing as no man had ever even tried to pick you up, you had already come to the conclusion that being carried around and jumping on your man was just something you couldn’t do. so now youre stuck sitting at your kitchen barstool in nothing but some panties and a t shirt waiting for toji to drop it so you could finish the cleaning you had planned.

“look baby,” he puts his hands on your bare thighs and pushes them open, stepping in between them to get even deeper into your space. he wraps one thick arm around your back and brings his other hand to your face. “I won’t drop you, i promise i can handle it. i’m a pretty big boy” he throws you a playful wink while flexing a massive bicep. you bite your lip while contemplating his words. even still, theres still a hint of insecurity in the back of your mind.

toji can see all the thoughts running through your pretty little head from his simple request and decides to help you make your decision. he moves so fast you dont even comprehend that hes holding you in the air til you scramble to wrap your limbs around him.

“Toji what the hell!” you move one hand to smack him on the chest. His body rumbles with laughter as he watches your little hand swat at him.

“you were talking too long to make up your mind beautiful” you narrow your eyes at him but end your attacks nonetheless. you begin to take note of his proximity to you, realizing that your pussy was right against his dick, your clothed tits pressing into his bare chest. you start to feel hot, as being this close to your man always made you, his scent almost intoxicating.

“so you picked me up, now what?” you question him. he gives you a sinister smile before walking you both over to the nearest wall. he gently presses you against it and leans in to place kisses on your exposed throat.

“Toji wait” but your voice is too breathy for either of you to believe you want him to stop. he hums against your skin as he licks and bites his way up to your ear. his breath is warm against your ear “grind that pussy on me pretty girl, don’t be shy” his deep voice goes right to your already dripping core. you begin to wind your hips against his, feeling his stiff erection through your thin panties. his head lowers to catch your lips in a heated and sloppy kiss. his tongue sucks yours into his mouth while your muffled moans vibrate through both of you.

your eyes widen as your boyfriend shifts to hold you with one arm while using support from the wall. his other hand comes up to grab you roughly by the throat, lightly squeezing. “open.” you follow his command instantly, opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out. he moves his hand up to use his thumb to pin your tongue to your chin. he spits right onto your tongue and immediately leans down to lick it right back off, your tastebuds dancing across each others. you let out a needy whimper as he grabs your face and detaches his mouth from yours but still holds you close enough that your lips brush. “you’re being so good for me princess, now” he moves his hand back down to your throat and cuts your air off completely, making your brain go fuzzy. “take my fucking dick out so i can put it in your stomach”

Gojo Satoru loves to take video of you taking him fully

sukuna brainrot ramble #2

content warning: monster fucking. im not sorry nor should i be.

no thoughts, head empty. head empty bc only thinking about true form sukuna and two of his hands above you and pinning your arms down and the other two hands are gripping the backs of your thighs so you're still for him and your pelvis is tilted upward.

and you're just trapped beneath him and he's licking his lips and his eyes are glowing and he's getting off on how helpless you are because you can't even move.

and his cock (in this brainrot he has one cock, i know he has two cocks but thats a brainrot for another day) is like.... im literally salivating thinking about how big it is, i swear to god. like it makes a hefty sound as it thumps against your abdomen and he's going to break you - if he tries to put it inside you,you're gonna fuckin die and you know it

and his precum is just like slippery and sooo much and oozing out onto your tummy that its like coating you and his cock rests there and he moans because the little cries you let out knowing he is going to straight up break your body makes him almost come immediately

but he hasn't even begun and that's not fair to you. no, he wants to see more fear in your eyes as you try to take him, wants to see your eyes roll up into your skull and your beautiful small little human body be pushed past its limits as it tries to accommodate his girth

and he's like "where's all that bravery now, hmm? thought you were so clever coming alone to fight me. what would they all think of you now?? but you want this, don't you? mm?"

and you just involuntarily your hips move up and your tiny little cunt is pressed against his massive balls and he starts laughing because youre so fucking wet that he feels a small patch of wetness against his big fucking fat balls and you start moving your hips because his balls feel good against you and you're just so fucking desperate. its almost adorable how needy you are right now

and since your hips are up, and your body is slanted a little, his precum starts making its way down your body and between your breasts. and he swipes some up with his fingers and presses two of them to your lips. you open your mouth to take them in, but he pulls them away and your whine makes his whole cock ache and he's like

"where are your manners, little pet? say please"

| Curiosity killed the cat |

{Muzan x F!reader}

{part two here}

summary: Humans are weak, feeble and imperfect. And yet, you somehow caught the attention of a very powerful, albeit lonely, demon lord.

warnings: hints at an illness/ weak body, slight yandere muzan?

A/N: SORRYYYY!!! I haven’t been writing much but I have exams and stuff... anyways!!! my love for this demon is incomprehensible <3

- - -

The pale moonlight shown brightly from above. Illuminating the path in which you were to take home. You grumbled as you tidied away the objects of your stall, even a simple task such as this proved difficult in your feeble state.

Sighing your head turned in the direction of your family home, only your path was obstructed by the shadow of a threatening presence. You smiled and called out the man, querying if he had any needs you could fulfil. The man appeared uninterested and frankly bored with you. However, he turned to face you when he finally decided to reply.

“What’s a girl doing out alone at night? Aren’t you aware of the predators that lurk in the shadows?”

His questions hindered no ill will, simply driven by a burning curiosity. His ruby eyes bore into you with such a passion you could swear it be hunger.

You smiled gently gesturing to the objects you had yet to pack away into the basket you were to carry home. See you were the eldest of three girls, with no men to support the family you were forced to do so alone while your sisters learned the proper etiquette of becoming a full fledged women.

There was much expected from you, with the passing of your father a few years ago your world had been turned upside down. You were expected to dress, act and speak properly. You were expected to carry out the roles of a future lady to be. However, you were expected to run your family’s sides business. You were expected to carry out the hard manual labour of what should have been left to a son or a worker. But with you family left without a man to aid your family you were forced to take the reigns.

When you spoke again your voice was an octave lower and tone a little more cautious. You held up a small bag, roughly the size of a purse and pointed to it with the same gentle smile gracing your lips.

“My grandmother used to tell me stories of demons that preyed in the night, she always forced me to carry this little bag of wisteria.”

You could’ve sworn in the moment that you held up the bag the man before you physically flinched. His plum red eyes narrowed in disgust as he scrunched up his nose. But, before you could begin to process his change in demeanour he suddenly returned to his former stoic self.

“A pretty, young human girl such as yourself best head your grandmother’s words.”

He informed you, eyes nervously darting between yourself and the sashay of wisteria. The way in which he spoke would have made any normal person question whether or not he was even human. He spoke to you like he was from an entirely different species and yet you weren’t afraid.

In fact you were intrigued. Your mind chose to focus on his compliment. Pretty. A blush crept up your neck and flooded it’s way onto your cheeks. You could only pray that the dim light from the moon disguised your blush, even if just slightly.

The man before you observed your change. His eyes were sharp, the blush tainting your delicate features did not go unnoticed. Neither did the quiet fidgeting of thumbs. He scrutinised you, practically watching the cogs turn in your head as you processed his words, figuring out how to respond.

As much as his curiosity drove him to stay and query you more he had more important things that he ought to be complying to. With a slight nod of his head and a gentle bid farewell he marched on his way, determined to leave behind this feeble girl and his curiosity.

That was before he heard the gentle call of the girl once more.

You jogged up to meet him, a quiet pant leaving your lips. A simple task such as jogging after a stranger had you spent. You truly questioned how you could last much longer with growing responsibilities and in such a weakened state.

“I just... wanted to... give you this.”

You managed to let out in between quiet pants. The man shifted until his body was completely facing you. Once his attention was on you, you gestured to his hair.

“May I?”

He watched your closed palm shift closer to him. Obliging, silently, he lowered his head so that you could reach up towards him. He was unsure in that moment why he simply silently obliged to a human yet he could not help it.

You pulled away and gleamed brightly. “Ta-da!” You cheered ever so slightly. For in his hair you had clipped back a red spider lily pin, the perfect shade that matched his eyes.

He opened his mouth to not only question your actions but to scrutinise you for daring to do such a thing when you spoke first.

“It’s free of charge by the way... you see the red reminded me of your eyes and they just...”

You trailed off, awaiting a sign to continue. When he raised an eyebrow in response you continued.

“They’re so perfect.”

You concluded. At that he froze. Not once had he ever been referred to as perfection. It was the one thing the man strove for in his entire existence and yet no one ever complimented him on it. He didn’t believe he was perfection not until he had conquered his desire to set foot in the sun, however, he you were some lowly human defining something of his to be perfection. It certainly made his chest swell in pride. Clearing his throat he begun.

“This was... a king gesture. But I must be on my way.”

He turned once more when you called out to him one last time.

“Wait! I didn’t get your name!”

“Muzan. Muzan Kibutsuji.”

- - -

{Bonus}

Muzan sat at his throne in the infinity fortress. Twisting and twirling the hair pin you had given him. It had been several months since he’d seen you and yet not once had he stopped playing that night in his mind.

An unknown desire of curiosity filled him and he longed to have you as his own. He let out a frustrated sigh and mumbled to himself.

“Curiosity killed the cat.”

{part two here}

mina yes omfg werewolf!toji mating press 👀

𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅

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he had been so kind to show you the path to the village when the fog had grown heavier and you could no longer see an inch from your nose.

only to end up completely lost in that forest surrounded by fierce beasts, lying on your red cape with legs wide open, eyes rolled back and mouth open in spasms.

now, that he's panting on top of you and his big hands are on either side of your head as he holds you pressed against the ground and plunges his cock deep into your cunt, he doesn't seem very kind anymore.

he snaps when you press your hands against his chest to push him off, "slow down please .... he's to-too big" you mumble sobbing.

werewolf!toji painfully grabs your tiny wrists pressing your hands above your head, "I've waited so long mh I can't control myself now, shit" he murmurs licking a strip of your tender neck sending shivers down your spine. He sucks and bites leaving purple marks down your neck to your soft breasts.

the way your eyes roll back as he angles and sinks deeper into your tight hole makes his cock throb and sink its claws into the fat of your thigh, "so fucking messy" he growls watching as his girth spreads your slobbery cunt and his cock comes out coated in white cream every time he pulls back.

it sends him over the edge the way you tighten your thighs around his ass and arch your back as the thick head of his cock presses against your cervix. "I'm gonna fill you so good," growls balls deep as your pussy flutters around him, "...so much ... fuck."

werewolf!toji lets go of your wrists only to grab you behind the knees and press your thighs to your chest while rolling his hips to catch desperately your puffy clit.

"let me cum ... so close ... please," you sob. He winces at your needy pleas rubbing more roughly against your hard nub making your body shake and escape a squeak from your lips.

his body is so heavy on top of yours that you find it hard to struggle as he fucks in your warm cunt slamming into your clit making you gush over him, "you're so good ... so tight," he babbles with a smirk on his lips fucking you even harder.

your teary eyes make him moan as he sinks into your sensitive cunt. Your hips arch under a rougher thrust and your mouth snaps open as you cum around his thick girth.

your vulnerable cunt spasms and clenches around his cock, swallowing every inch of him making a mess. Your cum slides over your ass and onto his thick balls as he continues to pound incessantly, "so greedy mh" he growls giggling.

"you will take all my cum yeah? Like a good girl, mh?" he moans sloppily thrusting his hips against yours.

your lower lip is trapped between your teeth as werewolf!toji empties his load into your twitching cunt, cooing with each fierce thrust trapping you under his mighty body and kissing you sloppily.

teeth clash as tongues slide over each other. your belly swells as he finishes cumming and lifts off you, pulling his thick cock out with a pop watching as your slit throbs around nothing and his cum slides out of you.

werewolf!toji licks his lips at the sight of you, messy and stuffed full of him — when you try to awkwardly lift yourself up and put your red cape back on — when you stand with trembling legs and his cum drips down your legs — when you curl your lips and greet him with a "see you tomorrow" waving your hand, picking up your way home.

finally, werewolf!toji no longer has to dream, your soft breedable cunt belongs to him.

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꒰ HOUSE RULES. ꒱ toji fushiguro.

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featuring ☆ stepdad! toji x f! reader

synopsis ☆ step daddy toji had set daily chores in the house that you must keep up with and follow every day, knowing if you don't, you must've been asking for it then, knowing what comes. . .

warnings ☆ 2.8k wc | sws, dark content, dub con, stepcest, toji is vv grumpy and drinks, toji steps on reader, age gap (reader : early twenties, toji : late forties), he's an old perv, dacryphilia, spanking, face smacking, manipulation, hair pulling, size difference, kitchen sex, sadomasochism, no prep, pussy slaps, pet names, heavy degrading, toji blames readers clothing, creampie + BLANK/AGELESS BLOGS/MDNI!

the front door swings open hard — hard enough to knock itself back shut when you hear heavy feet drag themselves inside; its hinges rattling in sync with your nerves twinging into a spiraling shock at the sudden thud—a sudden thud that howled down the halls but no louder than the scowling emitting in malice, only hearing,

"fucking bullshit. your daughter does shit in this house — dishes not even done. she's always up in that room talking to boys with no responsibility." leather slides against leather as boots were being kicked off down the hall from you. and you know not in the right place either — the audacity.

eyes rolling at the mockery of that man picking at the last chore you had to do for the day — not expecting him to come home so early, you lean up knees almost buckling from the kneeled position you've been sitting in for hours; scrubbing at the floors till they glossed like a mirror.

patting down that little white skirt ruffling around your thighs, you let out a soft sigh, wondering if toji, your own step father, the man of the house, could finally do something for once instead of being a drunk and lazing around...

"well excuse me, i've been cleaning all day, and it was most of your messes." you peak up over the marble counter, a wet rag slinging in the air.

he hadn't even rounded the corner to look at you, already tossing his oil-stained coat over the shoulders of a chair before sludging himself towards the cabinits.

"alright, let me call you back–yeah, yeah, love you too. bye." toji clicks his phone and dips the little device into his back pocket, seeming to have been complaining about you to your mother... crossing your arms, you watch the lousy man scuff down some food that was left open or left out. the grubbing annoyed you; watching him leave crumbs behind without a care only to hunt for more, not even barring a second for you as he did.

"get me a beer." toji gruff's out between bites, still picking through the drawers.

scoffing, "get it yourself." you slap down that soapy rag and flicker heated eyes up and down the broad man's body; catching the sweat printing through that tight work shirt, his muscles burning with tractions and flexing through the thin fabric with subtle movements...

"young lady, y'know how i feel about that back talking, and i don't like repeating myself either." toji's words about catch between his teeth, watching him clench his jaw hard to grind down as leafy eyes finally take gaze towards you; the dark ring around his pupils flaring.

"... your mother knows you walk around like... that." he presses his lips together; the thin, silvery scar twinging in sync as he took in a good look down at you.

your eyes drop down to your clothes, arms flaring up, not seeing the problem with a cute mini skirt and a tight top to match—but maybe the hard peaks of your breast peaking through was a little much without a bra... and maybe the cold shivering breeze flowing between your legs and bare clit was too...

"is that all you do? just complain, and take advantage of others?" you press a hand against your hip, and the moody attitude makes toji stick his nose in the air.

"heh, me? take advantage? of who?" he too now crosses his arm.

"my mother. you just bum around and feed off of her—"

"i got my own job, and you'll know when i'm taking advantage of someone, sweetheart," toji's chest puffs out as he takes in a deep breath, "and says you, you're in your twenties still living with your mom." the crude jab didn't bother you much, knowing college was a pain to deal with and you know your mother was always more than happy to keep you under her roof for as long as you needed, he didn't need an explanation...

"so under this roof, you follow our rules, and you still got more chores to deal with, so get back to cleaning, little girl. could still see some dirt on the floors." you don't bother to snap a snarky remark back, knowing it'll get you nowhere, only listening and kneeling back down to your ridden, bruised-up knees to swipe at the floor.

grumbling beneath your breath, your back leans in, arching into a deep bow to catch any dust beneath the stools—focusing hard, you hadn't realized your stepfather never stepped foot away from you; still feeling his heavy presence creep eerily close...

"what?—"

"you never cleaned under the sink, like you were supposed to today," annoyed eyes cross over your shoulder to peak at him with a scowl, watching how he stood tall above you; hovering with a hardened gaze as he leans back, head tilting softly to catch a sneaky glimpse up your skirt—dirty man—"big girls follow rules when given. right?" he sighs as the heavy clicks of his boots make their way ahead of you.

"toji. i have been. i don't have four arms y'know—ah! ow, ow, toji, what the fuck?!" the dirty heel of his boot prys against the knuckle of your hand, almost crushing as he leans only a bit of his weight. your eyes snap wide up at him, disgust and confusion marinating your features quickly.

"but you didn't... and there's no excuse for that either. you had all day today." you try to yoke your hand back, but trying feels like a threat to rip your fingers out of their sockets... toji cocks a brow, following with cruel taunt,

"and it's almost like you wanted to get caught... punished even for not following my rules," the older man clinks the head of a beer bottle against the counter, hard enough to pop the metal cap off; white foam oozing out before lapping it off with a quick slick of his tongue.

he watches your mouth hang loose, "don't act stupid, you wanted to get caught, look at you, on your knees in slutty clothes like a little whore. i know what you're doing." the guilt he forces harder onto your bruising hand strikes a nerve; bottom lip catching between your teeth, maybe he was right...

maybe you did enjoy when he would come home and get in your face, all red and his bulky body intimidating yours as he forces you into pity and self-loath.... maybe you did enjoy when he got wild in your face, yelling and degrading you, yelling on about how much of a bad girl and no use of a daughter you are... maybe you did enjoy when he would get a little handsy when he was tipsy; crude barren hands skimming up your arms to yoke you up and force you to listen to him... but you didn't mean it, you didn't mean to get these filthy thoughts of your own stepfather the longer he degraded you—the man your mother married... you didn't mean to start wearing less on days you had to crawl around on your knees to clean deep into the cabinets... you didn't mean it...

you didn't mean to act like a little slut either...

"i've been paying close attention, sweetheart. that's what daddies do, they pay attention, and i've noticed how much of a little whore you are." toji leans down to your pitiful level with a gentle thumb soothing itself across your jaw, and those pretty eyes you bat up at him in guilt makes him scoff, "tch—just like your mother, maybe it's genes..." his lips twinge into a smear smirk.

that gentle hand he pries across your face twists into a cruel vice; pinching at the fat of your cheek till it beat a shade deeper, "wanna keep a secret?"

the sudden notion glazes your thoughts back together, but you nod your head.

"i show you a real punishment and maybe that can straighten things out, maybe knock some sense right into that little stupid head of yours too, and we can forget about this? ok?" toji smiles, wholeheartedly too.

you nod again, almost instinctively.

the cruel and sudden smack jolting across the fat of your cheek was the last thing you expected him to do so quickly. it happened all so fast you weren't sure if he did strike your bare skin, but the print of his fingers rising in heat sure comes to reality. his eyes hood at your face contorting in slight ache, admiring the way your eyes almost began to immediately welt up in bubbling tears.

"that was for talking back earlier sweetheart."

your bottom lip swells the harder you bite into it, trying hard to hold back the pitiful whimpers and sobs as he leans back to his full height with you; his hand knotting itself between the strands of your hair and jerking your head up to his before forcing you around and bending you over the nearest counter.

"stay just like that f'me 'n wiggle your ass up. show me what you've been wanting me to see." that heavy presence he bores down against you leashes back.

your hands clasp hard against the marble edge as a safe heaven as you do what he says, trying hard to fleet the ridden thoughts of how your mother could walk in at any given moment — of how you're exposing yourself like this to your own stepfather... but the sudden cold breeze crawling up your bare skin as toji flips your skirt over washes those pondering thoughts...

"fuck, got such a cute ass, 'n a slutty little pussy too, so fucking wet." something dark and unyielding like steel simmered below the surface of those emerald eyes as he bored down your bare skin. and that darkness wandered to his hand; twitching digits resting against the bare of your perk ass, and you had to make a very deliberate effort not to shiver, all too conscious of the burning idea of what's to come next...

"toji—!" a cruel hand strikes hard against your skin, forcing your protest to quickly drown into a cry of pain.

"this makes you wet?" as he settled a firm hand between your messy folds, he feels your slick stringing to his fingers, making them glisten in a pretty shine, "fuck, you really are a dirty whore, huh?" another slap catches you right at the juncture of your thighs.

the pitching whine makes toji scoff, "i don't wanna hear it, bad girls deserve this, so take it." and that thunderstruck hit traveled to your sensitive cunt; a full cup of his hand smacking hard against your slippery folds, making your body jolt in heat.

it aches in pure agony, the burning feel rising in goosebumps across your skin makes your eyes hood, almost squeezing shut at his overbearing strength crossing over your bundle of nerves with no care...

voice cracking, you dip your head into your arms; trying hard to control your breathing and frantic heart thumping up to your throat, hearing toji rid himself of his work pants; the buttons popping in a steady, unnerving rhythm until he could drop the whole wear to the ground, quickly followed by his briefs.

thoughts ran wildly, not sure what was ready to rip you open as you felt a pulsating tip bob against the globe of your ass... not sure if your father was going to pay any mind to how little you've been fucked and used either...

"my baby seems to still need a good lesson, yeah, gotta' show you how bad you've been." exactly speaking, toji jerks the crown of his cock around your folds, playing and teasing idly against your sopping entrance; a painful tease... only to soon let out a yelp of pain as your stepfather invaded your little cunt, forcing his length to stuff itself full between your gummy walls, stretching you wide till you swallowed his fat cock to the hilt.

your world practically flared up behind your burning eyelids; pain and pleasure mixing savagely in an overwhelming fusion of violent sensations as toji focused a quick and cruel rhythm — not caring about your needs or how you cry out in pitiful agony, mercilessly focusing on the tight and warm grip you suck him in with. and toji held at your ass with a tight vice as he did, forcing your flimsy body to reel back against his cock every time he slipped out, bucking his hips in till the crown of his cock kissed back in deep.

"fuck! never thought my daughters pussy would be this tight—better than your moms too, heh." he was filthy, a pervert, a dirty old man spewing out disgusting words that made your cunt shamelessly squeeze tighter around his barreling length...

your eyes wept, tears shedding down your ridden cheeks as toji whipped another cruel smack across your fevered flesh; the pain and pleasure climbed as he kept on hammering himself deep into your little pussy, forcing your body to fall into a black, silent oblivion — wordless moans and nothing but sobs could emit from between your drooling lips.

"yeah, keep squeezing me just like that, princess." he groaned out softly behind you as if he was oblivious to your woten gasps of dreaded air and cries; not bothering to try and wipe those pearly tears that cover your face and drip down to the counter, creating a little sparkling puddle of princess tears.

toji grasped a firm hold around the curvature of your waist to angle you like he pleased, letting his cock viciously barrel in deeper; feeling your heart lodging itself up in your throat as he did, feeling it pulsing in a sickening beat as you pushed the tips of your nails deep into your own skin to try and keep yourself from screaming, from pleading for mercy.

but it all felt too sickening good — the feel of your father fucking you raw, the feel of him taking advantage of your stupid little mind with his charm and scary facade to fuck himself deep into your little cunt.

your tummy coils in a bubbling heat, feeling your legs tremble into a spasm only for toji to keep you lifted with his cruel hands heading your limbs, keeping you upright like some fuck toy.

"that's it, just... fuck—just a little more." toji groans out a soft moan, feeling his balls cradle into a tightness as he pushes himself back in you, feeling your sopping cunt gush into a mess. and he can't help but thread a cruel hand to crack down on your swollen ass one last time before kissing deep and lodging himself in till his balls tapped against your puffy clit.

the warm fill of gooey cum spilling and painting into your aching walls makes your eyes clamp shut.

"fuck, seems like you got a new chore to keep up with." toji gleams, dark eyes holding as he slips himself out, watching his mess spill out and slide down your buckling legs...

disgusting...

but the reminder of your behavior makes it feel like the punishment he warned — a deserved one...

"clean up this mess before your mother gets home."

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cw pregnancy mention, gojo has a daughter, minors dni

Satoru has a fussy one-month-old in one arm and a cold bottle of pumped breastmilk in the other. 

It’s the dead of night, somewhere between 2 and 3 am, and it’s been just a little over three hours since you last fed the little bundle of joy, but she’s especially squirmy at this moment, and your husband has swooped in to collect her before she can wake you fully. It’s been a rough past few weeks, especially for you between recovering from a not particularly easy birth and dealing with the expansion of your little family from two to three. Gojo may have wished with every ounce of power that he could make your life easier - if he could have had the baby himself he absolutely would have - but he can only do so much. 

And he does everything he absolutely can. 

Bouncing her gently in his left arm, he sets up the bottle warmer, then leans on the counter to rock your daughter slowly back and forth. He has about six minutes to burn as he waits for the milk to be ready, and considers returning to your bedroom to glance over at you as you sleep. You’d been truly exhausted, loosely clinging to his neck as he moved you from the couch to tuck you into bed, murmuring his name and a sleep-softened word of thanks. It’s a relief so small that he offers you and yet you’re always so grateful, even with your eyes closed and barely conscious.

He loves you so much. 

Your little girl is so tiny in his arms but her weight in his hands is something incredible. She’s quieter now, still bundled warmly, and Gojo holds her with two hands to take her in fully, as he does so often these days. Clear blue eyes mirror his and wisps of white hair peek from under one of the many hats his students knitted for her. Despite the fact that she is his spitting image, he still finds it so hard to believe that she truly belongs to him. 

Him. He is her father. She is his. He is hers.

Her gaze at him is so focused sometimes that it feels almost like a challenge but his heart swells the longer he looks at her. He kisses her forehead then holds her close to his chest.

An alert goes off and he picks up the now warm bottle to test it on the back of his hand, then moves to the living room to feed her. 

His daughter closes her eyes as she drinks but Gojo cannot take his eyes off of her. He hums as she suckles and strokes at her cheek every so often with his thumb. She favors him so much in appearance but he’s constantly searching for you in the baby’s features, and he always finds it. You are her mother after all. 

There’s a saying that men who have a lot to prove are blessed with daughters, and at least in this case, it is proven to be true. He promises with every fiber of his being that he will be so very good to her and of course, to you.

REPENTED ONTO THE LORD, Toji f. - pastor lover. <3

You had one roll; A nun. A virgin.

Such a holy one now pulling your hair back in the grip of his fist. You knew this priest had a kinky side. His teeth held his onyx black cassock. His sweaty, oily chest and v-cut open to his view as he knocked your back out from behind. He had three main kinks when it came to sex at the chapel with you. Breeding, degradation, praise.

As he prayed to the one true god, he whispers a prayer from above you. He holds you down, his hands bigger than your face. Steady and placed on your waistline. He continues to pump you full of his children. You can’t handle it, feeling his sperm from more than 10 minutes ago spilling down your thighs. His prayers are answered, watching as you. Take his cum, cry and weep, and bless him with his name.

“Oh thy is a sin onto us, but with me. I shall lead you down the path of the lord. Do you understand stand me cunt?….”

He pushed farther, enough to push against your back walls, entering your stomach.

“Father please!- no more!” He ignored you of course. As he continued his prayers. “Oh lord, thank you for providing me this bitch…”

TILL MY CLIT HANGS LIKE A 𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐒