𝓕ᵃᵗʰᵉʳ'ˢ 𝓟ᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗ 𝓛ⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ 𝓖ⁱʳˡ

VII | IV

It hasn't been a month !!!! Great news right ?

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WARNINGS
-HUGE size kink
-gigantic daddy kink
-virginity kink
-corruption kink
-so much breeding kink
-creampie
-unrealistic depiction of intercourse guys (especially for her first time)

★・・・★

CHAPTER — four
part seven

YOUR NAILS dig into the skin of Toji's arms as kisses you, rendering you breathless. He slots his thigh between your legs, not caring about the wetness that coats his pants.

"Baby." He calls for you. You let out a soft gasp when he lowers his head to kiss your neck.

"Yes." You mumble, voice soft.

"You know what we're about to do, yeah ?" His voice is too calm compared to the way he's looking at you.

You twiddle your thumbs and contemplate, "I-I think."

"Daddy's going to take care of his little girl." His hand is on your waist. Everywhere his icy fingers touch your naked skin sets your body on fire.

You feel a dull throb between your legs, a dull ache that makes you lock your legs between his waist, bringing him closer to you. "Daddy." You whine breathily.

He groans at the tone in which you're calling him so. "What is it, love ?"

"It-it hurts." You complain.

He chuckles lightly and kisses your forehead, "And you want daddy to make it better ?" He asks, "Maybe I could kiss it better, too." His words go straight to your core and you swallow back a whimper.

His tongue flits out to lick across his lips, and he rubs his thigh against your cunt. You squirm pitifully.

Everything about it is just so wrong, and completely perverted, and you're more than ashamed at the way you seem to like it.

Calling this man 'Daddy' should disgust you, but what you're feeling right now is the farthest thing from disgusted. You want him, so bad it aches.

"I can relieve the pain, baby. You just have to ask for it. Say "Daddy please fuck me."" his lower lip juts out in a pout as he teases you cruelly. His voice reaches into your core and swirls around your mind, clouding your thoughts completely until they're filled with nothing but the feel of his touch and the heat of his breath on your neck. He pebbles your nipple with his fingers while maintaining eye contact with you.

"Daddy, please fuck me." You beg, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Anything my baby asks for." He purrs as he takes his cock out of his slacks. Out of curiosity, you reach out to touch it.

His cock is gargantuan. That's it. So swollen and hard, you can't even hold in one hand with how thick it is, you have to use both. There's generous precum pooling at the tip. It twitches in your hold.

"Good girl," your daddy praises in your ear. He holds his turgid cock with one hand and presses it to your pussy lips, smearing the precum. You have the sudden urge to flee. Premarital sex. The biggest no-no there is. You're about to do it. You haven't thought about church or God in a few days—for a few reasons that you refuse to even start going about. However the guilt is still there rolling around in your stomach. You'll be ruined if you do it—more than you already are. Your father will be so disappointed.