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Blank eyes stared at the car coming to full stop next to the sidewalk, your gaze flickered to the person who rolled down the window.
Megumi’s father, Toji, his head was tilted as he leaned to call out for you, “hop in, kid,” he smiles, motioning with two fingers for you to enter the unlocked car. Normally, you’d have a small, harmless fight with him about not having to pick you up, even though he was just passing by your school after his work. The fatigue, and gloom that laid heavy on your back were not allowing you any room to decline his offer for this once. Toji’s smile stretches wider when you got into the car quietly, his eyes narrowed for a brief moment, not liking the way you were too quiet, or the way you didn’t even put your seatbelt as soon as you were sat, like you usually do.
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“Rough day?” He asks, leaning towards you to reach for the belt. You turn your head at the same time he leaned closer, your faces only inches apart as your eyes went wide before you turned; missing the way his eyes landed on your lips.
“No, it was fine,” your little lie went on deaf ears, along the click of your seatbelt locking in. You hear him suck on his teeth, letting out a gruff sigh that had your heart drop to the bottom of your stomach. Your head snapped towards with tears bubbling in your widened doe eyes, Toji’s brows are raised as he watched you with a hint of confusion on his features.
“Hey, heyy…what’s wrong?” He asks, reaching a hand to cup your face. The gesture would be a small, and kind one, but you felt the heat rushing to your face at the feeling of his big hand on your face. It was warm…and very big, so big that you believed he can hold your head with one hand, and let your body dangle like it’s nothing but an empty sack.
Toji glances at your bottom lip being tucked between your teeth, you tried to hold your sobbing, but he was making it harder with the way he let a thumb brush to caress against your cheek. Breaking out into a sobbing mess next to your friend’s father, and the same man who you secretly yearned for, and simultaneously fearing what he’d think of you for seeing him that way.
Was he annoyed at you? Mad at you? Disappointed? What was it that made him audibly tsk.
Whatever it was, you did not want or need any more things to worry about for the rest of the day. Lifting a hand to wrap around his wrist, you fruitlessly try to push him away, even when your heart was refusing the way your body acted.
“C’mon, kid. Tell me what’s wrong. Who do I need to beat up for you?”
“It’s nothing, I’m just tired. Please just take me home,” your voice was low, exhaustion seeped through the air.
Toji frowned momentarily before he sighed, finally letting go of your face, leaving behind skin that went cold at the loss of his touch. You wipe at your face, feeling abashed at the burst of the emotion you hated the most.
Minutes passed by, your head rested against the window while you watched the street lights coming to life as the sun had began to set. Toji tapped a random beat on the wheel while waiting at the red light, you didn’t miss the wrong exit that he took when the light went green, causing you to sit up and look at him questioningly.
“Toji-san…”
“We’re going to the mall, buy all you want, it’s my treat for being a good girl at school,” he did says while watching the road. You were taken aback, how does he even know…? Maybe, Megumi told him. Yeah, sounds reasonable.
“Your mother told me last night, you scored a perfect grade on last week’s competition. Good job, I’m proud of you,” he turns to smile at you, but he was met with yet another sobbing face.
“Wha- hey, what’s is going on with you today?” He stuttered, looking back and forth between you and the road. You continued to cry, warm cascades streamed down your face as his words repeated in your head.
Good job, I’m proud of you.
Good job, I’m proud of you.
Good job, I’m proud of you.
Fuck, how good it felt to hear those words from him.
The car comes to a full stop, again, Toji parked at a cornered lot that was away from most cars. You gnawed at your lip, picking at the sleeves of your uniform as you quietly sniffled. Your body went cold and rigid, in the corner of your eye, you saw Toji turning to face you. He abruptly grabs your face with both hands, involuntary forcing you to look straight to his eyes. Your hands instinctively flew to hold onto his forearms.
“Say what’s wrong or we’re not going home,” he speaks, calmly.
You knew you had no way out of this, so, you finally answered, “my dad,” your bottom lip quivered, “he’s always at work, but when he’s back home he always screams, and starts problems for no reason.”
“And this happened today, too?”
You nod, still holding eye contact. “This morning, before school…he found out that yesterday I got a score lower than usual, then he-,” unable to hold back a sob, you cried, again.
Toji scowled, he rarely sees your father, and whenever he did; it was always late at night or very early in the mornings. Toji didn’t know what it was, but he always hated seeing that man so far, let alone hearing about him making your days harder than they already are.
“There, there,“ he clicks the belt away, letting you free from its hold, so he can pull you into his embrace. Your eyes went wide, once again, the warmth of his body enveloping you under him, it made your head dizzy. His scent invades your senses, the thick, muscular arms tightening around you every time you sniffled, with a hand behind your head caressing you gently. “Go ahead and cry it all out,” he whispers. “I bet he’s such an asshole if he managed to make the best girl feel this way.”
A few minutes went by, you had quieted down your sobbing, Toji loosened his arms to allow you some room to choose wether you wanted to move or stay longer.
“Good girls have it hard,” he chuckles.
Your arms found their way around his body, subconsciously feeling the hardness of his well built muscles as they snaked around his huge physique. Nuzzling into his chest, and inhaling the cologne you loved smelling on him.
Suddenly, you moved to stand on your knees, having made Toji stare at you in confusion when you leaned closer, you didn’t know what you were doing either, it was too late to think any further because your lips were already touching each other’s.
Toji shuts his eyes, his hands firmly grabbing your hips as you wobbled into his lap. You never knew what it was like to be drunk, yet you believed that it was the same thing you felt with Toji’s lips on yours.
His left arm snaked around your waist to hold you, while the other grabbed the back of your head to pull you closer than you already are; deepening the kiss. Tongues and teeth clashed, his tongue was longer and wider, you felt small, so small that it made you weak in the knees. Moaning into his mouth when you felt the solid length kissing your pooling heat. His cock rubbed against your clothed cunt, panties drenched with your arousal as you rolled your hips on his length, causing him to groan deeply.
Toji grabs your hair to force your greedy mouth away, he almost smirked at your terrified face, finding it amusing how you acted without thinking of the consequences.
“I never thought that you’d be a horny teen,” he teases, “have you fucked Megumi?” His question was unexpected, even to himself.
“No-!”
“Ya like older men, eh?” Toji’s thumb swipes across your lips as he licks his own.
“…I like you only,” you answered hesitantly, finding it useless to lie after what you’ve done.
“Oh? Well, I’m flattered to hear that,” Toji grins widely. You felt your heartbeat calming down, hearing his words made the fright in you die away. Your lips curved into a smile, your eyes almost sparkled like the stars at night , and the world had become colorful for the first time in a while. You felt euphoric just by looking at his assuring smile. Leaning to kiss him again, only to be stopped by his hand grabbing your hair again. “Hold on, baby,” he grunts, fidgeting around to click a button that changed the car’s seats. The first and second backseats adjacent together into one piece that could be used as a bed, you gaped at the new technology, finding it quite amusing.
The driver’s seat bent backwards, Toji moved into the backseats with you held tightly in his hands. He positions you on your back, beneath him, smiling upon you as you shyly watch him.
“Just relax and enjoy yourself, mk?” He brushes the back of his knuckles against your cheek. You could only nod at him, finding it difficult to form any words out agitation.
Toji’s big hands run down your sides, letting his hands touch to study every curve they came across. He hoists your skirt up, smirking down at the soaked patch on your panties. He presses two thick fingers and runs them along your slit, brushing them gently against your clit, causing your hips to buck as you tried to follow after his hand.
“Patience,” he chuckles. Your squeal of a gasp bounced of the doors when Toji’s mouth cupped over your clothed cunt, his eyes flickered towards you foggy ones to watch the twisted features you make when he flicks his tongue onto your clit. He groans into you when your eyes turned doe-like, yearningly gazing at him, begging him to do more, to touch you more, to praise you for being so good for him.
Toji pushes your panties to the side, rifling his digits between your folds, he halts right at your sopping entrance, grinning and admiring the glistening essence dripping into his fingers.
Practically tearing the panties apart, Toji couldn’t help but bury his face into your pussy; deeply inhaling the addicting scent of your arousal. Your thighs clenched around his head at the stimulation on your clit from having him pressed against your core.
“You’re pretty everywhere,” he kisses your labia, sliding his tongue to your inner folds after each brush of his lips. “My prettiest girl,” he moans, slipping one thick finger past your hole, causing you to audibly gasp. “So tight, gotta loosen you up.”
Thrusting his finger to kiss your walls deeply, he adds another to stretch you out, but he knew they weren’t enough, so he added a third. Tears prickled at your eyes from the slight pain of having such big fingers being fucked into you, they were completely different from using your own fingers. He reached places you never thought you even had, rotating and curling his fingers, and simultaneously lapping your slick over your clit. His tongue covered half of your cunt, swirling and prodding at your precious pearl until your thighs shook violently. Your hands found purchase in his hair, gripping tightly while your chest heaved for shallow gasps to slip past your lips. Toji’s cheeks were shiny with your wetness, messily wiggling his head like an insatiable beast, he picked up the pace of both his fingers and tongue. Sucking gently before rolling your clit with the tip of his thick tongue.
His unoccupied arm forced your thighs further apart, holding your legs with his forearm until your feet were touching the ceiling as he continued to eat you enthusiastically. Your back arched for your orgasm was scorching hot in the pit of your womb as it burst on his tongue like a water balloon. Warm cream covering his lower face, Toji’s tongue poked out to collect it all from his lips before hovering about you, he takes your mouth horizontally; making the kiss even more filthy.
You tasted yourself from his tongue when he intertwines with you, slobber had drooled down your chin as your eyes almost crossed when he ground his bulge against your sensitive nub. Gasping into his mouth, your legs wrapped around his waist, uncertain if you wanted to push him away or pull him closer.
“Fuuckk,” he groans, “I need this pussy around my cock, can you take it?” He looks at you through his lustful gaze. You nod, humming with enthusiasm. “That’s my good girl,” he pecks your lips.
Leaning backwards to unzip his pants, Toji’s cock stands proudly in front of your widened eyes. It was huge, just as you expected, yet you were still perplexed at the size. The slit of his head was already leaking with pre-cum, his hand rubs at the head to gather it, and smear it around his cock. You were practically gawking at him, that thing is supposed to go in you?
Toji pumps himself a few times, his unoccupied hand brushed along the plush of your inner thighs, soothingly. “Close your mouth before I end up fucking it,” his lips twisted into a side grin. “Unless, you’d like me to do that?” He drags his length between your folds, sending shockwaves of pleasure surging through your veins.
“Please,” you plead. “Fuck me, Toji-san.”
Toji’s grin widened to show pearly whites, he bends to take your mouth, once again, while simultaneously positioning his cock against your entrance. Too distracted by the overwhelming kiss, you missed the feeling of his bulbous head sliding past your hole, until his girth began to stretch you more. You whimpered, holding into his biceps as his hips rolled to push his cock all the way in.
“Shh, the pain will be brief,” he coos, “you can take it, I know you can,” Toji kisses your jaw, trailing more down the side of your neck as he waits for you to adjust.
“Please…” you whispered, finding yourself desperately wanting him to pound you into the oblivion.
A chortle rippled from the back of his throat, Toji began to roll his hips, thrusting into your greedy pussy. He groans huskily at the loud squelching of your cunt sucking him in with force, gummy walls clamping down to envelope his cock so perfectly that he believed you were made to belong to him. His arms snaked around you, holding you with such gentleness as if his hips weren’t snapping violently enough to bruise your skin. As if the tip of his cock wasn’t kissing your cervix. As if he wasn’t the one that gave your slutty teacher his cock so she can give you a lower score. As if he was not the one who told your dad about your score.
Truly, he wasn’t expecting you to kiss him, but it made things easier, and he did not feel an ounce of remorse.
He grinned into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent sharply.
In the end, it was all worth it.