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Decency is something Toji lacked in bunches, he was immoral and indecent, no self preservation or respect for himself or those around him, not even for the fourteen year old girl underneath him whose cunt he was currently destroying as she wailed and whined.
I mean- hell, Toji didn’t even have enough respect for you to wear a rubber when disrespectfully rearranging your insides with whatever you would consider his dick, not caring if he got some girl pregnant who hadn’t even gotten her drivers license. Toji was a filthy, low man, he practically whored himself for money back in ‘08 where he killed three teens for some quick cash; there was no low he couldn’t stoop too.
His train of thought had suddenly stopped when he felt the cunt that surrounded his dick tighten suddenly, snapping him back to the reality where he was fucking a fourteen year old girl on his bed, oh he was sick. A fox-like smirk quipped his lips as he bent over and unceremoniously connected his lips to the rosy buds of the girls nipples below himself, earning him a long, strangled moan.
The soft and fluffy pillows of your mind had suddenly cleared when Toji spoke, his voice a bit rusty after being quiet for a few minutes; “God, you are really into this, huh? What a whore.” Toji chuckled lowly, the pace of his hips slowing down as he gripped your ankles, pushing them above your head and planting you into a mating position. Heat gathered on your face as Toji stared at you quietly, nothing but a twisted grin on his face while an awkward silence settled between you two.
“..No.” You answered after a minute, mind burning with embarrassment, was this what grownup sex was like? Awkward and sticky? If so, you didn’t like it at all. “It’s not my fault that your pedophilic tendencies got the best of you.” You groaned gently as you felt Toji cock sink deeper into you slowly, prompting Toji to snort quietly, “No I’m pretty sure that is your fault.” He shot back before returning to his pace from before, not exactly harsh but not fast either, a small voice in the back of your head nagging you that he could be going faster- harder, making you feel better.
Testing the waters, you shot back another snarky remark, you had done all these things to get into Toji’s bed, might as well make it fun; “Don’t tell me you’re too pussy to actually fuck me properly now.” You teased with the usual teenage attitude most had, and just that moment you swore you saw Toji’s eye twitch.
“Oh you little shit-“ Toji’s hands gripped your ankles harder as he suddenly felt his blood boil, because yes, Toji at his big age was letting a teenage girl get to him. His hips dragged back and fourth with a little more ommf after your little remark, feeling himself get more irritated with your remark as his brain replayed it in his head; not realizing the way his hips were speeding up subtly until he was practically drilling his cock into you from above.
“Ah! Fuck- Toji, I was joking!” You had cried out, wincing slightly as a soreness in your neck started from being practically folded in half- manhandled. “Dumb fucking slut, it’s always stupid little girls like you who bite off more they can chew and leave the older guys like me to- fuck deal with their shit.” He degraded bitterly, his hips slapping against yours while he stared down at you with those cold, empty eyes.
You felt your lip begin to quiver at his insulting, something about the way he spoke to you bringing you back to days where your father said similar things, staring at you with the same eyes Toji was right now. “Shit, you don’t mean that, do you?” You asked in between pants for air, trying to calm your mind and focus on your pleasure instead of the overwhelming amount disappointment in yourself festering.
Noticing your own self doubt and sudden self consciousness, Toji took advantage of the moment and decided to rub salt into the wound. “What, you don’t think I actually cared about you?” He snickered, mocking your whiny voice, “You’re nothing more than a quick fuck to me- the only reason I’m not fucking someone my age is simple, you’re tighter.” He muttered and shrugged while continuing to thrust in and out of you, feeling the same warmth he had many times before slowly get the better of him.
Toji’s pace began to quicken to an almost inhumane one, obvious he was chasing his own high, he grunted small, incoherent phrases under his breath. Meanwhile your mind was repeating his words in your head on stereo, and as much as his words stung, and trust, they stung, something about the way he was degrading you was so pleasing, the fact that you were being manhandled by a druggie assassin and fucked in his bed, turned you on so bad.
The room had eventually filled in with cries of ecstasy and lust, with Toji’s needy and unoccupied hands going to work with one hand reaching down to your clit, rubbing it sensually- a stark contrast to the way he was thrusting while his other hand groped your small breasts, tweaking and flicking your nipple; relishing in the way you winced and complained softly about how it hurt (you’d understand one day).
You began to cry once again, but not from embarrassment this time, but from pleasure, feeling completely overwhelmed with pleasure from every output Toji had access to, squirming as you felt Toji’s length repeatedly bury itself in before harshly pulling back out, then repeating, while his hands felt all up and down your body, you simply soaked it up. Your brain ceased working as you felt completely and utterly surrounded with pleasure, his hips meeting yours, once, twice, and thrice when the cord snapped in your lower abdomen.
You threw your head back in ecstasy as arousal fluid ran like a river in between your legs, crying out for Toji as he was quick to follow, his thrusts becoming lazy and erratic when you realized he was about to cum. “Shit! No Toji! Fuck- pull out!” You shouted, trying to push his bulky body off of you, but to no avail. With one final thrust, Toji let out a long and exhausted groan, muttering your name lowly as a warm and rather sticky liquid filled your insides. “…Fuck.” Toji panted heavily while realizing what he had just done, deciding that he had already messed up and he might as well get what he could out of it, Toji moved his hips lazily up and down a few more times; stuffing his load deeper into you while embarrassing squelching noises filled the room.
It wasn’t soon after when your body had given out with energy, as you closed your eyes and rested on Toji’s cigarette stained sheets, ignoring the uncomfortable feeling of cum leaking out of you for the time being, too tired to even think of moving as you basked in the tiny ebbs of pleasure that were left from your orgasm.
While on the other hand, Toji simply sat there, staring at your sleeping body as it heaved up and down slowly, his conscious told his he should get up in move, go get something to drink and put this night behind him; but another part decided, maybe Toji should stay with you, it’s the least he owed you after taking your v-card before your sweet sixteen. As Toji tucked his body in next to yours and covered you both with a blanket. He sighed softly, knowing he was going to regret not cleaning up tomorrow morning, but tonight, Toji would have some decency.