toji has never lost a fight before, and he won’t lose to you either.
✵ mma!toji x reader ✵
✵ cw — nsfw, play fighting escalated, slight sub!toji, toji begging, pussy drunk toji, oral f!receiving, unprotected sex, squirting, spit kink, pussy slapping, tit worship, soft!toji, overstimulation, pet names (princess, etc), brat tamer, age gap (early 20s, mid 30s), video rec,
✵ thank u sm to the ppl that sent in requests!! I’ve been getting so many so I combined multiple into this fic so thank u againnn anons <33
18+ — MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
toji didn’t like to admit it, or even brag about it, but he was talented. you didn’t know much about his childhood or how he was raised, except for the fact that he was neglected and abused. that’s how he found mma fighting. it first started out as some hobby, finding some underground gym where a bunch of people came to place their bets on people. it wasn’t legal, but when toji began winning consistently, his name began to spread outside.
that’s how he slowly drifted from the illegal underground ring, to the giant stage. it wasn’t hard for toji to adjust, considering at the end of the day it all came down to innate skill. of course, he trained and practiced, consistently putting in the work. but toji just had the ability to read his opponents moves like it was second nature.
“would you ever fight me?” the question was raised just after toji told you how he’s never lost a fight in his professional career and that tomorrow will be another win. there has only been a few draws and disqualifications in the past.
“yes,” toji replies with the back of his hand. he’s slouched back on the big grey couch, one leg tucked under him as the others outstretched. fingers moving quickly on the controller.
