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Toji slams you hard against the wooden table, his calloused fingers brushing up your sensitive thigh. You can feel every nerve in your body twitching with anticipation. He gently tugs at the hem of your skirt but stops abruptly, leaning towards your ear, your breasts pressed onto his firm chest.
"[y/n] sensei..." he started as he stared deep into your eyes. His cruel fingers continued to trail towards your underwear, pulling at it agonizingly slow.
"You fucking slut, so needy hmm? Look at you so wet. I haven't even shoved my fingers up inside you." his big frame shook as he chuckled deeply.
From teasing you alone he was already feeling pleasure. "T-Toji, p-please-" his right hand was instantly wrapped around your vocal chords, a vice like grip that held your desperation at bay. "Shhh....be a good girl. If you stay quiet, no one will know." Your eyes widened as he shifted his right hand onto your mouth, muffling a lewd moan as he slipped two fingers into your tight leaking cunt.
Your breasts heaved up and down rapidly as he suddenly withdrawed his finger, biting down a scream out of frustration under his hand. "Didnt expect-" he licked his fingers lewdly "that? You fucking cocksleeve." he smirked insanely, your arousal glistening on his tongue.
The sight of him was so provocative, it was enough to make you orgasm when you please yourself by your own. Your eyes were pleading him as you let out a whimper. "Beg you slut. Ask for it." Out of desperation, you put two your two arms behind his nape and teased him. "Toji-sama, I want you to finger me until I pass out." you whispered, your shaky breath fanning over his face.
He smirked-his scar on his lip making his oh so fucking pretty face prettier-pinning your hands down on the wooden table which made it shake violently. He was on top of you now, his length pressing onto your legs with your knees crossed, keeping your leaking cunt in tact. Toji again slipped his fingers which makes your back arch, his other hand finding its way to your swollen clit.
You draw out a long breath, moaning wantonly as he gained pace. "Go on squeeze my fingers you fucking brat. Do you want me to destroy this pretty pussy? Huh? Hmmmh" Toji chases your lips, capturing them again and again for another searing kiss that makes you feel drunk. "Do you know how many fingers are in? Only two and you're already tightening that fucking hole?" He freed his cock, dripping with cum.
He pressed your legs up that you feel your pussy widen. Toji positioned his length in front of your slit. It was bigger than the average one, veins decorating it all over. You gulped from the building desperation and fear at the pit of your stomach. A plea is on the tip of your tongue, and although you don’t know what you want, you’re ready to beg for it all the same.
"Put it in me. Toji, fuck me. Please." In one thrust you were already blacking out from the immeasurable pleasure on your slick walls. He let out a low grunt and you feel the vibration of his chest against your tits. "Fucking tight. Taking me so well hm, [y/n]?" He pressed down more on your aching legs unconciously, lost in heat. He was drilling into you, his weight crashing onto your small frame. "Aaah, please toji stop please please...." tears were leaking from your eyes. He was already ramming into you as you fought back a scream of pleasure.
"Stop what? You're liking this huh?" Your head falls back, exposing the column of your throat for Toji to lean forward and bite. “I’m gonna fucking fill you up.” He’s panting, sweat on his brow, and his fingers have an iron grip on you as he thrusts into you. He’s been trying to hold off cumming for as long as possible, wanting this moment to never end.
Your legs shake violently as you near your high. "T-toji please...I'm cumming!" Panting and sweating, he barely moves and he can see his cum gushing out of you, your pussy unable to hold it all.
“We’re not done yet.” With his fingers, he pushes some of it back inside, and seeing it gush out again as he begins to finger you is enough to get his dick hard again. "I wonder how many times I can make you cum. . ." he backs up, pressing circles on your clit. He grins maniacally, "Why don't we find out?"