Toji Fushiguro shoved the door shut behind him with his boot, the cheap motel room reeking of sweat and old cigarettes. You were already on the bed, stripped down to nothing but a thin tank top that barely covered your tits. He didn't say a word at first. Just locked the deadbolt, dropped his jacket, and started unbuckling his belt like he had a job to finish.
"Spread those legs," he growled, voice low and rough from the fight he'd just walked away from. "Been thinking about this cunt all damn day."
You did what he said. Toji's eyes locked on your pussy as he kicked off his boots and shoved his pants down. His cock was already hard, thick and veined, the head flushed dark. He wrapped one big hand around it and stroked once, twice, spitting into his palm to slick it up. No lube needed tonight. He wanted it raw.
He climbed onto the bed and grabbed your thighs, yanking you down until your ass hung off the edge. Two thick fingers shoved straight into you without warning, pumping hard. "Fuck, you're wet already. Dirty little slut. You been touching yourself waiting for me?"
You moaned and nodded. Toji grinned, all teeth, and pulled his fingers out to slap your clit twice. The sting made you jerk. Then he lined up and drove his cock in balls-deep in one thrust. The stretch burned in the best way. He didn't give you time to adjust. He just started pounding, hips snapping forward, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room.
"Take it," he grunted, one hand pinning your hip while the other reached up to yank your tank top down. Your tits spilled free and he grabbed one, squeezing hard enough to leave marks. "Gonna fuck this pussy till you can't walk straight."
He leaned over you, sweat already dripping from his chest onto your stomach.
Every thrust bottomed out, his heavy balls smacking against your ass. You reached down to rub your clit but he knocked your hand away.
"Mine," he snarled. "I say when you come."
Toji flipped you onto your stomach without pulling out, dragging your hips up so he could fuck you deeper from behind. One hand fisted in your hair, pulling your head back while the other smacked your ass red. "Look at this greedy hole sucking me in. Bet you'd let me wreck it all night."
You pushed back against him, meeting every thrust. The headboard slammed the wall in rhythm. Toji's breathing got heavier, curses spilling out between grunts. "Tight fucking cunt. Gonna fill you up."
He came first, burying himself to the hilt and pumping thick ropes inside you. But he didn't stop. He stayed hard, kept thrusting through his orgasm, using his own cum as lube to keep going. His fingers found your clit this time, rubbing rough circles until your legs shook and you came hard around him, walls clenching.
Toji pulled out only to flip you again and shove back in, slower now but still deep. "Not done with you," he muttered against your neck. "Gonna make this pussy remember who owns it."
He fucked you through two more orgasms that way, dirty talk never stopping. "Squeeze me just like that. Fuck yes. Such a good whore for my cock." By the time he finally pulled out, cum leaking down your thighs, both of you were soaked and panting.
Toji lit a cigarette, took a drag, and smirked down at the mess he'd made. "Round two in ten. Don't clean up."
