Pretty Lil' Baby - R.S.
Synopsis. Five times the elders of the Sukuna household are sure their fearsome clan leader is impotent, and the one times he makes them realize - Ryomen Sukuna is feraI. For you.
Pairing. Ryomen Sukuna x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem!reader, clan leader!Sukuna, 5 + 1 things, arranged marriages, Itadori family shenanigans, wingmanning, the elders, helping Sukuna get laid, Sukuna is down BAD, true form, second mouth, oraI (fem rec.), fรญngering, spรญtting, cervรญx kรญssing, pรบssydrรบnk Sukuna, dp, DรMBlFlCATION, tummy buIges, heโs big, rough s, riding, manhandIing, p talking, brรฉeding, creampรญes, cรบmplay, getting together, pet names, swรฉaring.
Word count. 11.8k
A/N. Missed their chaos omg-
โBuckle up, boys. This might be the most important event of our lives.โ Itadori Jin has never taken his role as older brother so seriously.ย
Locked in a team huddle with his father, the elders, and a very reluctant, recently-married Ryomen Sukuna. โDad- youโre on the romantic music. Council- youโre on the rose petals. Iโll be outside on the phone with the fire department, the exorcist, the-โ
โItโs my wedding night?โ
โExactly.โ
With a final clap of determination, the group shoves their clan leader towards the bed chambers. Ignoring his grumbles of- โBut the ladies love me.โ
โRyo, youโve been single your entire life.โ
โโฆโ Okay, perhaps Jin was right. Itโd been a traditional arranged wedding, yours being the only proposal that the infamously cold Sukuna had even looked at, let alone agreed to.ย
But he clasps the polished doorknob, โIโll give ya an heir.โ Opening. โJust you watch, Iโll give ya four heirs, maybe five, maybe sixโoh.โ
Until he saw his pretty wife.
Even more gorgeous than youโd been during those brief formal interviews, between clans and council members who nudged each other at the fact that he had finally chosen a bride.ย
Youโd swapped out your wedding robes for an actual robe that was muchโฆriskier. Stuck to your skin, glistening in the faint candlelight. You were semi-sprawled comfortably across the bed, having patiently waited for their โteam meetingโ to have finished.ย
And Sukuna wouldโve yelled at any of them for gaping stupidly from the doorway, he should have - if he wasnโt gaping stupidly himself, that is. Lips parted, crimson eyes bulging.ย
This was the clan leader rumored by some to be a monster, and rumored by others to fight like a monster: now fully frozen at the sight of you.ย
It takes about seven different council members and Itadori Wasuke poking Sukunaโs muscular back with his wooden cane to make him move. โRyo-โ Jin hisses in slight concern, fingers starting to itch towards his phone, namely in the sequence of the emergency number heโd memorized for tonight. โRyo move- you- oaf-โย
Respect for the head of the household be damned, they were deadset on bullying him inside the romantically-decorated room. Finally making him move one foot. Two.ย
As soon as he staggers through the entrance, the towering mahogany doors then slam shut behind him. Somewhat snapping Sukuna out of his little reverie - somewhat. He shakes his head free of that vision of you, gaze dropping to the floor- anywhere but where you were sitting, so beautiful and unbothered.ย
An heir.
Right, an heir. What was that nonsense about six heirs? Right now, he felt heโd be lucky to get to not faint.
โI uh-โ You lean closer with a smile when he starts to sputter out, and the act itself nearly makes him take a step back. Heart rushing to the surface of his tattooed skin, โAh, I mean-โ
He gulps. And almost as if they were sensing the tension inside the bedroom, the group outside abruptly starts up the distant saxophone of a George Michael. It filters through the slight gaps of the doorway and into the thick silence inside.ย
You were looking at him with a raised brow, clearly waiting for him to speak first with his interesting reaction.
Which is exactly what Ryomen Sukuna does - exactly why he clears his throat gravely. All seven feet of his figure straightening, toned chest puffing out. Jin had told him to smile before he smoldered, and right now Sukuna does neither. Only asking in grim seriousness-
โSo are you uhโฆopen-minded?โ
โWhat?โ
โWhat?โ
BANG!
Heโd removed himself from the honeymoon suite before you could even blink.ย
And as you sat up on the bed in genuine confusion, the clan leader outside - your husband - was crouched against the now-closed bedroom doors. Knees to his pecs, all four palms coming up to cover his face- though, they do nothing to hide the scorching red flushed at the tips of his ears.ย
The elders can only gawk; theyโd known Sukuna since birth, and never had he acted in this manner. Never had he been so flustered, blushed so bright that it looked like he was steaming from his very skin. Flinching at the touch of his brother, he groans once the older one starts punting him with questions.
Jin squawks, โIs your wife okay- are you okay?โ
โYes- no.โ
โDo I need to call the fire department?โ
โNo.โ
โThe exorcist-โ
โNo no no- fuck! She was just soโฆโ Sukuna finally manages to string together more than one coherent syllable, running his hefty fingers down his features, like he wanted to scrub the embarrassment off of him. And the tail end of his response rings out as nothing but a whisper. So small, so shy. โโฆbeautiful.โ
He looks up at the circle surrounding him like he was pleading, โSo, so beautiful.โ Baritone dropping into an even lower volume, he scratches the back of his head like a child recounting a crush. โAnd she- she smiled at me, heh. Whatโd I do to end up with a wife like her?โ
The elders and family members look at each other.ย
Silence.
At least, as much silence as you could get in the Itadori Estate. Because, before long, Wasuke clutches his aged heart and gasps, โNo!โ Only once every pair of eyes has turned to look at him- โMy son has no game.โ
The emergency services were called that night.ย
Though, itโs more for a health check on his fatherโs heart than for anything gone wrong with your honeymoon. And Jin thinks thatโs pointedly to do with the fact that you donโt have a wedding night - at least, not in the sense of the word.ย
After heโd offered Sukuna a general health check-up too (heโd vehemently denied) and a heart check-up in particular (heโd considered) youโd finally ended up walking out of the bedroom. Barely getting through one word of their overlapping explanations before youโd held up a hand.ย
โItโฆactually might be better if I donโt know.โ Youโd sagely remarked, and quite smartly. Before turning to your new husband, whoโd all but cowered at your gaze, โBut you need to get some sleep, mister. Donโt think I donโt know about how cranky you get otherwise.โ
โHell yeah, maโam. So true, maโam.โ
And Sukuna had sauntered back into the marital suite of his own accord, for a night of sleep. Nothing but sleep - though, Jin thinks he caught Sukuna fist pumping in celebration when you insisted he didnโt have to sleep on the couch.
There seemed to be no hope for an heir that night. Or, ever, at this rate.
And the trusty council of elders that were present would later retell the story in the morning after, with varying degrees of humor - some cackling about the fearsome headโs one weakness, others grieving the lack of heirs that the Itadori clan shall now have.
But most had been left with quite a different impression. They eyed each other during breakfast, when youโd come down with no marks, no signs of lost sleep. Surely, there was no other explanation - Ryomen Sukuna was impotent.ย
He might not be the sweetest clan leader, or the most empathetic, or clearly the most savvy with the ladies, but he was their leader nonetheless.ย
And they had to do everything in their power to help.
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.
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โ-and then the olโ man starts playing fuckin- I mean, freaking โCareless Whisperโ and then I make a fool of myself-โ
โMhm.โ
โ-but she was oh-so-sweet about it. Which makes no sense, how can one be beautiful and sweet? I mean, look at me- Iโm a right bastard-โ
โMhm.โ
โ-not that Iโm complaining. And then when we shared the bed, heh, she told me โgoodnight.โ Can you believe that? Goodnight? Obviously, sheโs into me.โ
โMhm.โ Five-year-old Itadori Yuji looks up from where heโd been playing with blocks on the archery dojo, โUncle Kuna, can we go play hide-and-seek now?โ
But the older man lets go the taut, tough string of his bow- hitting the bullseye of his target dead-on. โYouโre right! Sheโs totally into me- heh, ten points for Sukuna.โ It was already nearing sundown, and heโd been cooped up in the Estateโs dojo for hours after the fiasco that was his wedding night a few days ago.ย
Nothing else had occurred between the two of you since. For which he was equally as grateful as he was disappointed - obviously you didnโt want to spook him. And obviously he wanted you.
But it wasnโt his fault heโd been trained in the arts of commandeering rather than communication.ย
Which is how he found himself with that lilโ nephew of his as a therapist, shooting away arrows with the specialized bow designed for Sukunaโs four beefy arms, and fourfold strength. As if that would help ease the tension.
The clan leader opens his mouth again and itโs enough to make Itadori throw himself back onto the polished wooden floor. Starting off- โAnd did I tell you that when she told me โgoodnightโ it was in a tone of like-โ
โAhem.โ
If there was anything that could make big, bad Sukuna quieten down, then it certainly wasnโt his advisors, or his older brother, or anything else but you.ย
And all you had to do was clear your throat once to signal your intrusion, having wandered your way through the massively sprawling Estate. Youโd somehow led yourself straight to him.
You bow politely, โI hope Iโm not disrupting.โ
โC-course not.โ To your surprise, your husband speaks first. โWe were just-โ
โTalking about you-โ You giggle as Itadori instantly runs to cling onto your arms. Excitedly squealing at a mile a minute, โUncle Kuna says that- that he has a huuuuge crush on you and-โ
โNo!โ Sukuna interjects in panic- that traitor.ย
โAnd- and he liked the way you say โgoodnightโ and-โย
โItadori Yuji, I will pay you to stop talking.โย
Youโre watching the situation like a tennis match, and Yuji does stop - for about three seconds, that is. Until his voice drops into a conspiratorially low whisper, hands cupping his mouth- โDid you know he also called an exorcist-โ
โWhat the f- I did not?โ Husky bass damn near cracking, he rips the little boy away from you. โScram, gremlin.โ
Pushing at his back to make the toddler waddle away and give the two of you some space, Sukuna hastens to straighten up and puff his chest out. Making sure that the loose fabrics of his training yukata would slip aside to flash you with a sliver of his toned pecs, glistened with a thin layer of sweat.ย
And when - only when - he catches your eyes dipping downwards, he clears his throatโsmooth, Ryomen Sukuna. Youโve made people disappear, you can do smooth- โH-hi.โ
His vocals crack.
Nearly passing out from the shame - but you donโt seem to mind. โHi to you, too. I see youโre working hard?โ
โYeah- I mean no.โ As you raise a brow, โWho needs ta work hard when youโre just good?โ
โIs that so?โ Itโs a blatant brag, but one that didnโt go unsubstantiated. Your eyes drift to the side to where targets had been lined along the distant wall, each of them punctured right through the middle with a sharp arrow. โOh, thatโs impressive. I donโt think I could ever-โ
โWould ya like to try?โ
Youโre nearly as shocked as Sukuna at the words that escape his mouth, before he can mull and chew over them first. But that swiftly melts into a look of eagerness once you nod- being handed his hefty bow.
โItโs heavier than normal.โ Before you know it, heโs sidled up behind you. Leaned down so close that his warm breath blankets your neck- pointed chin hitting somewhere by your temple, tense core pushed up against you.ย
So close. Easily, two of Sukunaโs hands help you hold the weight of his massive bow, and another two fall down to your waist to guide you. โEasy there, mama.โ
โTh-thank you-โ Youโre find yourself stammering from the pure intimacy. And it was just so unfair how pliable he found you - heart racing, mind spinning at the thought - angling you bodily to face the targets. โSo I just pull and release, then?โ
โMhm. You pull reeeal hard.โ Deep, throaty. Youโre noticing just how warm his hands were when theyโre on yours, helping you pull, pull, pull back on the feathery edge. โBreathe in reeeeal slow.โ You do, and you feel him match yours. โPosition it.โ
His honed strength helps you find the target, and his hands- oh, but his hands were nearly making you lose sight of the bullseye. โAaand-โ Two of his rough palms draaaagging down your sides for stability for him to tower over you, and then two more gently rubbing over your hands for reassurance as you- โ-shoot.โ
Schwingโ!
It lands dead-center in the bullseye.
He grins, โHell yeah.โย
โYes!โ Youโre hissing, bow still in your arms as you leap into Sukunaโs. It was a brief embrace, just the quickest few seconds - but your husband nearly melts.
With your face tucked into the crook of his neck- his eyes nearly bulge out of his sockets, four massive palms hovering in the air like he didnโt know what to do with himself. In a flash, youโre reaching โround your body to let him rest them on your back, and he gasps, โO-oh-โ
โOh?โ With a slight chuckle, you pull back, and he nearly whines in agony. But this was the Ryomen Sukuna, of course he can hold it backโฆto merely a slight grunt of pain. โThank you for teaching me.โ
โThank you for being my wife-โ
โPardon?โ
โNevermind- I uh-โ All four palms come up to cover his face in utter horror- it had been going so well if it wasnโt for the clan leaderโs big mouth. Everyday was seemingly an unfortunate reminder that he was related to the blabbermouths that were Jin, Yuji, andโฆ
Speaking of, where was Yuji?
Little did he know that a certain pink-haired toddler was holding a certain group of elders hostage behind the screens that led to the dojoโs entrance. Their bodies, formerly leaned over the doorway to spy on the couple, were now crouched on the floor.ย
Disappointed- how could their revered clan leader not take the bait? Impotency strikes again.
But, right now, the masterminds were slightly more occupied with something else. Fingers to mouths, voices in whispers- begging the little boy standing in front of them to remain quiet.
But Yuji only smiles, standing proudly in front of them. He whispers, โDo you wanna play hide and seek?โ
The council of the greatest minds in the household look at each other, โUhโฆno?โ Unsure of what else to say to the boy.
Before their ears are pierced by the most noisy child-like shriek of Sukunaโs nameโโUncle Kunaaaaaโitโs the exorcists!โ
An arrow shoots their way. And by the way it strikes precisely into the wooden panels between the eldersโ heads, precisely where it didnโt harm anything but their motivations, their egos, and perhaps slightly their heart conditions - theyโre guessing it was their loving clan leader that shot it.
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Sukuna always did hate stuffy clan meetings.
The ones where documents were piled into columns taller than himself, council men and women spoke over each other to try and earn his attention, and he had to act for hours like he actually tolerated the guest invited that day. All in the name of ah- politics, or whatever.ย
And today was much the same - except for one shocking, sudden surprise. You.ย
You, seated directly opposite him on the large round table now that you were officially part of the clan. You, perfectly positioned for him to take in every pretty inch of you. You, who heโd give anything just to have beside him and chatting his ear off, or helping with his papers.
And, honestly, with a view like that he wouldnโt even complain about being forced to discuss- what was it again-
โThe socioeconomic impacts of clan bonding activities and how they-โ Choso - whoโd recently started attending for education on the clan - drones in such tired monotone, shrugging at their two-toned guest, Zenin Naoya, without looking up from where he was doodling on some contract. โ-could really benefit from those.โ
โTch- donโt talk like I didnโt know that, brat.โ Sukuna narrows his eyes down at his eldest nephew.
Only to get a withering eyebrow raise in return, โWell, did you?โ
โYesโฆโ No-
And almost as if he could read the pure lie on his uncleโs face, the middle-schooler has the audacity to put his pencil down and grin. More interested in the happenings of the meeting than he had been in four hours now. โOh really? Well then, dear uncle of mine, would you care to explain to your nephew who comes up with these bonding activities?โ
โThe fuck do I look like? Stupid? ItโsโฆJin.โ It was a guess, no one else would do something like that. He turns his face away from Choso and towards you. Politely laughing at something that the person next to you had said-
โAnd why is it important?โ
He grumbles, this damn kid. Absent-mindedly- because oh, how was he expected to focus when your lips move to talk so prettily. As if in slow motion, like in those sappy movies Jin loved. โUh, socio-something or the other-โ
โAnd what do we hope to get out of today?โ
โErm-โ Furrowing his brows, laser-focused on wracking his brain when- you turn his way. All you have to do is look at him for Sukuna to blurt- โSix kids, a summer house, and pets of her choice.โย
In stunned silence, Choso only gravely draws a tally count.ย
You: 3
Sukuna: -478
โOi- Iโm at least in the double digits-โ
โI think you have bigger things to worry about.โ He muters, jabbing a pencil in your direction. โYour wifeโs about to get stolen.โ
And oh.
Ryomen Sukuna didnโt take kindly to snapping his head over and recognizing that slight glint in Naoyaโs eyes; the way his mouth curled up meanly, body leaning just a tad closer to yours whenever you pulled back. Not kindly at all.ย
Worst of all, heโd just been hit with the realization that it was that rat bastard whoโd been making you laugh while heโd been stuck with duties.ย
Simply on opposite ends of the room, and yet, it feels like an eternity until the hulking clan leader rises from his seat. Feet pounding their way over to where you were, your eyes raise instantly-
โOh, there you are.โ You start to smile - only for it to falter, coldly, at the shadowed expression on Sukunaโs face. He looked like heโd just seen a raging ghost, and his expression was downturned as such.ย
You couldnโt pinpoint whether it had been the stress or the fact that the future heir to the Zenin clan couldnโt take a hint. But youโre trying to soothe him, โYou looked quite busy-โ
โI was, ah-โ He was always weak to anything you said, โ-bondingโฆactivitiesโฆsocioeconomics.โ
Sarcastically, โHow riveting.โ
โNo need to worry, I kept her company, though.โ An annoying, grating voice bursts through your bubble. And before you can do anything to stop him, Naoya has his arm thrown โround the back of your seat. Around the room, one by one, the elders were starting to turn in their own chairs. Discussions dropping to whisper- โAnd my father always does commend my networking skills, clan leader Sukuna.โ
And you think Sukuna might burst. You think he might just rip into him-
But, no. Instead, he breaks out into a smile, โAh, young master Zenin, huh? Didnโt notice ya there.โ A smile that was just slightly jarring, slightlyโฆdangerous. โI see you have met my wife. Quite charming, isnโt she?โ
โYes yes, quite beautiful.โ Naoya waves off with a chuckle, elbowing the taller man where he could reach. Huffing, โThough, I must say, itโs quite smart to let the wife inside a clan meeting. Gives you something to look at, at least.โ
You seethe, brows furrowing, โPardon-โ But your husband already has a hand signalling you to seat yourself back down comfortably. A commotion was starting to stir by now, and if anyone was going to make a mess of clan politics and reap the consequences, it would be him.
He could and would take the fall for you.
โYoung master Naoya.โ He declares in a booming voice, โThe Itadori clan has decided that we would so ah- love to indulge you in a practical example of our very own bonding activities.โ
As you tilt your head in slight confusion - this certainly wasnโt part of the meeting agenda, and the council seemed to notice it, too, Naoya hums. โOh?โ
โRight now. Youโre welcome.โ
โWhat? Now? But-โย
As the lanky man scrambles in his seat, Sukuna grasps the very back and topples Naoya right out of it. โNo no, let me.โ And all it takes is one hand to lift their guest straight into midair and march him out of the room.ย
The door slams shut behind the duo.
And you didnโt need to hear the yelps, or the punches, or the begs for mercy to know exactly what your husband had in mind as a โbonding activity.โย
It seemed the member of the Zenin clan would be leaving here bruised for his words, and it seemed that the elders were strangelyโฆexcited at the notion? Buzzing impatiently, tittering to each other.ย
It only increases twofold as Sukuna re-enters the meeting hall - knuckles suspiciously bruised, and notably without a pompous heir behind him - and you find yourself fighting back a smile. Muttering some half-hearted lecture about treating guests well, which he seems to lap every word of, you end it off by reaching upwards and kissing the side of Sukunaโs cheek.ย
Fleeting and innocent.
But the elders gasp-
โOh my god- oh my god, itโs happeningโโ
โMy moneyโs on a girl child being the firstborn-โ
โ-maybe heโs only half-impotent-โ
Keen eardrums catching the whispers and congratulations, you only have the time to catch the tips of his cheekbones smearing bright red - before the clan leader stumbles back out of the meeting room.
โOh, I think I jinxed it-โ
Choso, meanwhile, crinkles his nose and reaches for his eraser and pencil once more.ย
Sukuna: -477
โGnarly.โ
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โUncle Kunaโ-!โ It was inevitable that every single person inside of Yujiโs cute lilโ kindergarten would end up knowing when his father wouldnโt be able to pick him up, and his uncle would arrive instead.
For one, it was all he would talk about the day beforehand. And two, theyโd all hear his shrill squeal- except, most students and teachers used to this little ritual were probably shocked at the scream that followed after. โMamaโ!โ
And you were just as caught off-guard.ย
Somewhere, in the distant bushes at the very end of the kindergarten playground, a few elders and Itadori Jin fistbump one another. All those lessons, not gone to waste!
โAh- Yuji?โ Youโre fighting the way your voice wobbles in surprise, and it felt like a tiny cannonball had been shot at you with the way he runs straight to you. โWhat did you say, baby?โ
Somewhat confused, two large eyes peak up at you. And his voice is tiny, โMama?โ
Ruffling the curly pink locks of Yujiโs hair, you just-so-happen to glance at the boyโs uncle. Your husband. Who was currently steaming from his ears and flushed bright crimson, veins bulging at his forehead, mouth opening and closing stupidly. โI- you- who-โ
He was speechless.
Barely even breathing- honestly, youโre hit with the slight urge to reach forwards and feel for Sukunaโs pulse before a calm voice breaks through. โAh! I see Yujiโs favorite uncle is here today.โ A soft, bowl-cut man claps his hands as he walks up. Your eyes drop down to his nametag and read โHaibara.โ โAnd you must be-โ
โMy wife-โ Sukuna spits out, before another word can leave Haibaraโs mouth. โMy wife, Jin could never pull anyone like-โ
โExcuse my husband.โ
โYes, maโam.โ
With yourself properly introduced - this time with names - you find yourself laughing along to one of Haibaraโs anecdotes of Yuji, something to do with a dare and attempting to eat a terribly finger-shaped stick. He smiles breezily at you and hums, โHeโs a good kid, and seems to be very fond of you. You should come visit more often.โ
โWell, I hope to.โ Grinning right back, you squeeze Yujiโs squirming body as Sukuna takes off his tiny back-pack. And you canโt help but think that it all felt soโฆdomestic.ย
Evidently, the cozy atmosphere had been obvious. Haibara ponders out loud, โForgive me for asking, but do the two of you plan on having children soon? You seem like youโd be wonderful parents.โ
Oh, you look at Sukuna. And Sukuna doesnโt meet your eyes, though, with his face turned straight ahead- what you could see was the way the tips of his ears were slowly starting to redden.
It seems like ages, it seems like he was waiting for your answer just as Haibara innocently was. And your mouth opens-
โMister Haibawa, Yujiโs uncle canโt be a parent, heโs already an exorcist.โ What the fโthe trio of adults snapped their heads down to see that a black-haired boy - another Zenin, confound it - had just tugged on his teacherโs sweater. Butting into the conversation- Sukuna thinks he could recall this boyโs name, something Gummy? Megumi?
โOh?โ Then it wasnโt an orange-haired girl on his other side, โMy mommy says heโs unemployed.โ
โThat, too.โ
Somewhere, in the distant bushes at the very end of the kindergarten playground, a few elders and Itadori Jin facepalm. All those lessons, gone to waste!
โWell I donโt think he can be a parent because he looks stupid.โ This time, one burly boy with a buzzcut enters the scene. And he was sparing no punches, both metaphorically and literally - he knocks out a good few backhands against Sukunaโs core.ย
โThat, too.โ
โHe doesnโt look stupid, Todo.โ His nephew whines at him- thatโs his boy!ย
Sukuna could almost shed a tear, oh, how proud he was. So proud, in fact, that heโs hoisting the babbling boy over his shoulders without a second thought.ย
Maybe Jin hadnโt completely failed as a father, after all. Maybe the boy wasnโt a hopeless case and had actually come to appreciate the strong, kind parental figure that was his uncle- โHe just looks sorta stupid when he thinks heโll embarrass himself in front of his wife. Because he does that a lot. Thatโs all.โ
โLike the time with the exorcist.โ Megumi nods, sagely.
โLike the time with the exorcist.โ Yuji agrees, smacking the top of Sukunaโs head.ย
โThere- there was no time with the exorcist.โ The clan leader tries to clarify to an extremely confused Haibara.ย
And the girl - Nobara, according to the nametag on her glittery back-pack - points up at him, accusing. โI like his hair. He also canโt be a parent because he wears wigs.โ
Sukuna growls, โYouโre just jealous, bob-cut-โ
You furrow your brows, โDo you wear wigs?โ
โNo.โ
Yuji giggles, โWill you wear wigs?โ
โNo-โ
โWhen will you wear wigs?โย
โNever!โ Honestly, children these days. He damn near pounces on Haibara, whoโd asked that last question.
Megumi - honestly what was this kidโs problem - seems to pipe up for the sake of piping up, โAnd he steals candy from babies.โ
โThat was one time-โ
โHey hey-โ Without warning, Todo was tugging on Sukunaโs trousers to gain his attention. Snickering as the older man looks down with the most weary face in existence, โYou wanna learn how to actually impress fine shyt?โ
โWhat isโฆfine sh-โ
โThatโs enough for today. I think.โ Their teacher claps his hands, โAnd Todo Aoi what have I told you about using certain words? Donโt think I wonโt have a talk with your guardian again, young man.โ Flustered, he throws an apologetic look your way before corralling his tiny students inside. โNow- inside!โ
You can finally breathe a sigh of relief - finally, finally.ย
Though, you donโt know what bewilders you more - the fact that they listen, or the fact that Todo was the only one that didnโt. And it was all because of the fact that he had Ryomen Sukuna kneeled down to match his height, mouth snarling, but head nodding intently to whatever Todo was whispering in his ear. You look at Haibara, and he shrugs just as helplessly.
โUmmโฆmister Haibara?โ Another one. The pink-haired manโs soul damn near leaves his body as another teeny, toddling monster starts pulling on the teacherโs sweater.ย
Likely expecting an encore of the chaos just prior, his smile stretches thin. โYes, Toge?โ And you, too, start praying that it wasnโt any more love advice, or choice words about Sukunaโs character.
Pale hair cut into severe bangs, the boy mumbles in a small voice, โThereโs some old men in the bushes.โ
Ryomen Sukuna has never run up to a bush to kick it so fast.ย
And, later, with Jin left explaining to the teachers and the elders still walking off their bruises, he found himself walking down a softly sunlit road with you. Yuji now fast asleep on his shoulders, and you by his side.
It was a perfect day. Made only more perfect by the gentle tugging of your husbandโs fingers towards yours, in midair. In all his years, itโs perhaps the scariest thing heโs done. They hesitate, and then they reach - the slow curves of his digits gliding down your wrist, before interlocking with yours. Warm. Firm. And yet, softer than his palms have ever felt.ย
He thinks he catches you smiling, and Sukuna thinks Todoโs advice might not have been so bad after all.ย
And from a nearby bush, Itadori Jin pumps his fist in success. Impotency or not, not a complete waste, then.
.
.
.
One night a week later, the elders decide, push should come to shove.
Literally; cold towels were thrust into your hands before youโd been shoved through the damp wooden gates of the Itadori householdโs bathroom. It was the largest one, special in the way a large portion of the room was occupied by a steaming hot spring.
And from your position at the very edge of the humid chamber, you could see the toned shoulders of Ryomen Sukuna. Back turned to the door, just the upper half of his body was peaking out of the water. Glistened with dampness, deltoids flexed as he leans his elbows back against the floor.
Youโre semi-glancing behind you at the members of the council that had all but thrown you inside- something about โmarital bonding.โ Which was really just a way for them to take care of their headโs little ahโฆrumored problem.ย
To them, it was perfect - your gorgeous wife comes up to you in a hot spring andโฆhelps. What more could he want? After all, thereโs nothing wrong with impotency - there was just something wrong with their clan leader.
Youโre game either way.
And you gently knock against the wall to denote your entrance, before walking up to where Sukuna was gawking from now. โWh-what are you doing here?โ
โHelping.โ You reply simply, wringing the towels before folding them over his heated forehead. โDo you wish for me to leave-โ
โN-no!โ
It comes out faster than heโd have liked, more hitched than he would have liked. Honestly, the sentence barely even leaves your lips before Sukuna sits up straighter. Letting sploshes of scalding water drip down his abs, he leans further back against your touch. โI mean- stay.โ
โMhm, I heard you had a long day.โ
โThe worst, mama.โ And part of his response is half-grunted with the way youโve now situated yourself properly behind him. With your lap now a bed for his damp head, fingers weaving through those coral pink locks. โHad to refurbish the dojo, then take care of the problem with that damn Zenin bratโฆthen donate to Yujiโsโฆkindergarten, thenโฆpromote a few eldersโฆ and one I had toโฆโ Heavier and heavier, he was sinking into you with each nimble movement of your fingertips. โ-fuck.โ
โYou fucked an elder before you fucked me?โ You raise a brow in humor.
โHuh- no!โ Heโs growling, steam curling from the water. And as youโd briefly halted your ministrations to tease him, he guides your hands back to move. โI would neverโฆeugh. Shit, canโt even imagine doing somethinโ like that with anyone but you.โ
Suddenly, itโs silent. Except for the slow curdle of the water, and the soft grunts that Sukuna was oh-so-desperately trying to bite back.ย
Fuck, he was so handsome.
Such naturally chiselled muscles, and dark circular tattoos on just about every joint he had.ย
You massage his burning temples, slipping down into the longish length of his hair. โOh, is that so? And do you imagine it often with me, clan leader Sukuna?โ
โStop being such a fuckinโ tease.โ Hissing, Sukunaโs prominent Adamโs apple bobs as he practically begs. And he looked so pretty when he was begging; brows upturned, mouth unintentionally pouty. โHow can I help myself?โ
โAnd am I doing anything to stop that?โ
โYes-โ Forgoing the massage, Sukuna now stops your right hand. Holding it tightly as he turns his head and presses a kiss to the tender inside of your wrist, hot with water and his blush. โJust existing is enough.โ
โSukunaโฆโ
Your mouth parts, and itโs like a string being drawn- your lips are on his. Itโs messy, with the way heโd angled himself from upside down, tilted up just to sliiide the plushness of his mouth across yours. Itโs light, like he was holding himself back.
And you knew what he was capable of.
Which was likely what made you reach for the back of his head, pulling him in to deepen the kiss. Gasping, your mouth just barely parts for his hungry maw to clasp โround your sugary tongue. Suckingโbefore-
Before a button clicks, and suddenly the bathroom walls are trembling with lyrics singing โI just had sexโโ
You couldโve caught whiplash with how fast youโre both staring at the entrance: meeting with the sight of the several elders, Wasuke, and a ridiculously large boombox. Piled onto an embarrassing heap on the floor, theyโd seemingly fallen over- likely from their spying over one corner of the door.ย
โAnd it felt so goodโโ
โWrong one dammit- this is what Wasuke was on music.โ Youโre catching one of them murmur. Just about the only thing they have time for before scurrying away - leaving the boombox very, very behind. And you donโt have to look behind you to know that Ryomen Sukuna was likely seething enough to make the spring water itself bubble.ย
Sukuna growls, โFucking George Michael.โ
โActually I think thatโs Akon.โ
Sukuna slams his open palm against the edge of the pool, and you have to open up your palms to stop yourself from being splashed. He murmurs, more to himself, โAll because I didnโt wanna fuckinโ scare you- not that theyโd-โ
โWait, whyโd you think youโd scare me?โ You ask in confusion.
To which he looks at you in genuine bewilderment, as if that wasnโt even worthy to be a question. โYouโre beautiful.โ He states, like there were no truer words.ย
Before gesturing at himself- those naturally rosy locks, the four arms, the faint slash across his abs where they said his second mouth was to be. Cursed with strength, cursed with power, cursed with looks that defined him as something more than human. โLook at me- just fuckinโ look at me. And thatโs not all- how shall I be expected to live a normal marriage when Iโve been cursed from birth? I only ask for forgiveness that Iโd been selfish with my choice of you, my wife-โ
โWell, I donโt forgive you.โย
Itโs silence, and he looks torn between hanging his head in understanding, and taking your words head on.
โBecause I think youโre beautiful, too.โ You say it honestly. โMy beautiful husband.โ
And, for not the last time that night, the big, bad cursed Sukuna blushes.
โFelt so good~โ
.
.
.
โSh-shitโโ Your back arches lewdly, allll the way back until your naked, puffy core could reach as much of Sukunaโs mouth as possible. โThink I like it better when youโre like- ngh, this.โ
Just a few minutes and one rapid trip to your bedroom later found you with your previous clothes in a heap across Sukunaโs bedroom floor. Your thighs shakinโ, hips bucking wildly as you straddled his mouthโno, not his first.ย
You were riding his second mouth.
The wildly monstrous one slashed across the middle of his stomach, large and hungry. Heโd gaped it open immediately once youโd clamored up his washboard abs, letting the curled tip of his second tongue slide deftly between your inner thighs.
Playfully flickering in patterns straight up to the target of your cunt-
โHaaah, so youโve decided you like- mmm, this mouth more than me?โ One of his four hands teasingly dips downwards to grace your pussy with a solid spank.ย
So loud, so wet that it makes his cursed mouth lick its lips in greed. โReally not gonna talk tโme now then? Not even through these lips?โ Another one. And itโs letting off the rawest slurp that muffles your own squeal- โThough, I think she disagrees, huh, baby?โ
Through gritted teeth, you somehow manage to force out, โShut up-โ
โAlright alriiiight.โ Sukuna trails off, seemingly back to focusing on the ministrations of his tongue.ย
Your eyes are dangerously on the verge of criss-crossing as he glissades it up every bead of slick escaping you. Laid flat nโ draaaaagging across every inch of skin he could reach, the flexible tip of his tastebuds were just barely touching your treacly folds when-
Spank!
Even harder this time. And your mind whirls stupidly at the stinging sensation that just felt so good- โN-ngh, fuckโโ
You were bending so cutely on top of him, and Sukuna canโt help but lean his hulking figure further down the king-sized mattress. โAtta girl.โ Bucking up so that youโre fully seated on top of his second mouth now, slick dribbling all down his obliques, his cursed tongue glued to your clit.ย
Sticking between your folds, his pinkish tastebuds rover โround and โround that fat nub where you were most sensitive. Just barely gurgling out, โAnd here I th-thought you were shy-โย
โAnd here I thought you were dumbified, hmpf.โ With a roll of his eyes, your husband chuckles. โGuess not yet.โ
It was as much a warning as he would give you - and it wasnโt a warning at all.
Before the fat girth of his finger is rudely pryinโ apart your pussylips and shoving the first few inches inside. Until youโre being spearheaded by him, heโs trying to scope every inch of you. Heโs trying to snake his muscle in until heโs probed into every nook nโ cranny.
โF-fuuuuuckโโ Sukuna groans out, watching through half-lidded peripherals at the way your tight hole was trying to suck him up. So thick, he can count every throb of your walls around him, one-two-three-four- โAre we sure yer not dumbified- hah, already? Look how fucking wet ya are, mama.โ
โN-ngh, Kunaโโ
Your whines are botched with pants, after each time his finger is swabbing its way inside. Fitting in two- moving in the slightest half-ruts just to fit inside- again. And again and again.
Each passing second had him probinโ into a new corner of your pussy - and yet, it still wasnโt enough for the clan leader. Which is why Sukuna finds his tongue slithering back and forth your folds, pushing them apart until he was given a front row seat to your depravity. โSee? A damn- fuck- waterpark. Are ya always like this or mโI just special, huh?โ
โYouโre not gonna be special if you- mmpf, talk so- ngh, much-โ The stretch is so incredible that youโre forced to bite down on the gummy insides of your cheek. A necessity if you didnโt want to wake the entire house up tonight.
But Sukuna had other plans.
Rose brows raising in slight surprise, โOhhhh? That good, huh?โ The edges of his sleazy grin twitch once heโs tugginโ on your dripping wet entrance even further, pumping in the expanse of a third lengthy finger. โMโjust gonna take that as a sign mโspecial~โ
โKuna-โ
Oh, you were just so pretty huffinโ and puffinโ atop him like this. Itโs enough to make his second mouth slobber with greed, edging dangerously towards the circle of your stuffed hole. โAlright alriiight. Brace yourself, baby.โ
โBrace m- wha- oh.โ
Before you know it, his fat fingerpads are pushed oh-so-deeply inside. So deep that you think heโs filling out every drivelling orifice, pumping furiously.ย
Sukuna fucks you with his fingers like heโs trying to make you remember. Like heโs trying to hook into all of your sweetest spots, the ridges of his joints brush up slightly against your g-spot. You mewl, โItโs so- oh, Iโve never felt so full-โ
โYeahhhh- those fingers of yours canโt do this, huh? Poor thing.โ Fauxly cooing, heโs rovering you so open. Your husbandโs fingers were so big that he didnโt even have to try to leave you trembling- to leave you whimpering as he pulls out in a quick split-second.
Wordlessly despite your disappointed cries, you crack your teary eyelids open to find that Sukuna was slipping off the silver metal wedding ring off of one of his left hands. And pushing it down onto his slick-glazed right hand- before thoroughly thrusting. โSโgonna be a stretch- gonna be a biiig stretch. You can take it, mama.โ
โC-can I?โ Your thighs twitch stupidly at the frigid feeling of his ring scraping your soft insides.ย
This way, you could pinpoint the exact way he was moving inside of you: in and out in and out, curling to hit your g-spot.ย
And Sukuna can tell the exact moment his stirrinโ fingers target your most sensitive spot- because youโre panting, youโre bucking. Youโre throwing your head back once he plunges his slick-glazed fingers out to do it all over again and again, until his knuckles hit your pussylips raw. โHell yeah, ya can. Howโre you gonna, mmm, take all of me if you canโt even- oh, take these, hm?โ
Youโre pouting, โI-I canโฆโ
โWhatโs that?โ
In an effort to prove it to him, you bounce your hips right back into his sloppy cadence. โI can-โ And it only makes your cunt squelch even louder the closer you are to his slippery tongue.ย
โYou can?โ
โY-โ
His hips jerk upwards roughly, grazing that ridged texture of his tastebuds from the very bottom of your pussy, up, up, up to the tip of your slope. And itโs loud. โYou can?โ Your heart races, itโs only then that you realize he wasnโt talking to you - he was talking to your other pair of lips. โThen take it- take- ngh.โ
Harder and harder. His probinโ mess was reaching a fever point and youโre rubbing yourself pathetically on the prolonged muscle of his tongue.ย
And the more ravenous his cursed mouth became - edging his globular tip nearer nโ nearer to your stretched-out hole - the more ruined he was becoming. Bucking himself up animalistically, two hands of his control the grindinโ of your hips- manhandling you down just enough so that the wetness of your cunt just barely touches his rock-hard cocks.ย
โF-fuck!โ Youโre whining at the feeling of two thick mushroomy tips touching your skin.ย
And Sukuna doesnโt touch himself- no matter how many hands he has. Having you on top of him like this would be a sure-fire way to cream himself in his pants before he even started. His pretty lips wobbling, eyes scrunching closer the harder his aching erections throbbed.ย
He was so sexy. And you canโt stop yourself from staring- something he notices even when heโs in this state. โWh-what?โ Flinching at the sheer intensity, โThe fuck are ya looking at, huh?โ
โIโm just th-thinkingโฆโ And you have to stop yourself from moaning as he pulls out his plump fingers in punishment. They were glistening, dripping with so much of your juicy sap that Sukuna sucks clean in front of you.ย
Before slipping back inโโThat Iโd- oh- love to make you, mmm, shut up.โ
Rolling his crimson eyes, โOh, youโd love to make me shut up, huh?โ And he was so smug. So sure of himselfโฆuntil the leader catches onto the way youโd been rutting against his second mouth. Riding. And, slowly, those hazy peripherals of his widen- โFuckโฆdonโt tell me-โ
You only nod.
โ-you seriously wanna be fucked by my cursed mouth?โ
Nodding drunkenly again-
โO-oh.โ His head falls back into the satin pillows as youโre slipping it in, the slimy tendril of his tongue finally scouring into where heโd wanted to for so long now.ย
It feels incredible.ย
Finally hooking โround your tight entrance to push in, in, inโheโs just so big that once Sukunaโs unfurling his greedy tongue, it feels damn near never-ending. And you felt so tight pulsing around him, squeezing him inside once, twice, thrice. โYa- ya really are gonna be the death of me- fuck!โ
You start to ride him and it makes the big, bad Ryomen Sukuna mooooan, twitching his way inside of you. Since you were already softened up by his fingers, it was easy work for him to pull out and immediately replace himself with those rude tastebuds of his.ย
Straightened out so he can probe around your walls, the length of his cursed tongue was pumping nโ pumping.
Youโd never felt anything like this before. And you swear you see the mouth on his belly chuckle darkly as he fucks you like he would with his cocks. Salivating. Sploshing your poor insides until you have him memorized.ย
Sukunaโs tongue swerves along your walls until he brushes the very back of your cervix, softly mushing it in. Again. And again. And againโโFuh-fuuuuckโโ Youโre gurgling out, wet wads of saliva dribbling down each side of your lips. โWhoโs the one dumbified now?โ
โWh-what- ngh-โ His eardrums were popped from the pure pressure, barely able to make out your words.
And through the constant rams of his tongue, you manage to string together- โI-I said, whoโs the- oh, dumbified one n- oh!โ
โYou.โ In that very moment, he has his bumpy tastebuds glued to your g-spot, his hips arching right off the tense bedsprings, core tensed. Sukuna slashes his cursed mouth into your favorite area and grooooans, โStill you.โ
Mouth prattling nonsensically, โTh-thatโs cheating-โ
โNuh uh.โ
He squeezes your perked clit with the tips of his rude fingers, still with the ring on one of them. And the backs of your eyes explode with white-hot pleasure at the dual pleasure - his tongue fucking you ferally, his digits teasing your clit. โYes it is- hngh, because itโs gonna make meโฆโ
Cum.
You were so close, you could feel it in each swab of his tongue. Gaped open even wider for the most maximum movements, each thrash is angled just right against your g-spot.
Just right to stretch out your glistening walls until theyโre taking the shape of him. And he hums, โYeahhhhhโ all over.โ Your clingy slick is drenching his abs by now, like a waterfall that heโs scooping up with a fourth hand.ย
One on your clit, two on your hips to move you pliably up nโ down his length, and his final one getting absolutely soaked. Sukuna brings them up to his primary mouth to suck off the layers of candied slick, smearing it all over his lips like some delicacy. โYeah, allll over now, mama. Make a hah- mess of me.โ
Your jaw unfastens as you watch him clean himself off, every single drop. โOh myโฆhngh.โ
โWhat? Mmm, jealous?โ Ruder, harder. It was just so sloppy how his mouth rovered all over your cunt, slippinโ and slidinโ back and forth at a constant pace. โMaybe if you were, hah, patient, you couldโve gotten that.โ
โAs if Iโd want thatโฆโ Youโre huffing, stubborn.
โMy wife, youโre just- about- to cum- on me.โ The space between each word is slashed with a push of his rovering fat tip, and a thorough squeeze on your clit.
To which youโre shooting back- โAnd you were about to cum- ngh, untouched.โ
And you think heโll tease you back. You think heโll bully you until youโre driven mad - but Ryomen Sukuna was moaning in agreement.
Speeding up the pace of his velvety tongue, heโs slithering it with a deep bash against your g-spot. Grunting, โCan you blame me?โ Harder. Something at the back of his throat cracks. He begs, โSuch a pretty, oh, fuckinโ wife like you and- and Iโm expected to stay calm?โ
Hiccuping, โI- I donโt- Kuna, Iโm not gonna last-โ
Faster. โMโexpected not to get pussydrunk? Expected to not fucking- lose it. F-fuck-โ Sloppier.ย
And you donโt get to hear what the tail end of his sentence might have been. Because with a few more vulgar strokes, youโre breaking apartโcumming.ย
Lids cracking with tears, lips wobbling out whines.
His name, over and over again. Your cute noises are so loud that he has half the mind to wonder whether those damn elders will hear, โCumโing-โ You announce, belatedly. Body shaking with each peak of your high, โFeels so- so good, oh.โ
โDoes it, now?โ He babbles away, drunk on your honeyed pussy. The sheer primal clench of your walls almost made it hard for him to fuck you through your wave of bliss. โGood- good, atta girl, cream all down my t-tongue now.โ
The curvaceous tip of his tongue was constantly pricking your g-spot, and it only drags out your orgasm even further. Until you were nothing but a sobbing mess, โAm- oh, I am.โ
โMhmmmโ go ahead.โ Your thighs twitch, head dropping backwards as the last few dredges of your high are pounded away. โGo ahead- take it. Take it all out on me.โ With a few twinges of electricity that zap down your spine, you can finally manage to crack open your eyes.ย
But you notice that just as youโve reached your high, Sukuna did, too.ย
Or, at least, he was trying oh-so-desperately not to.
As your pace lazes, his two hands on your waist glide down to his plump, aching erections. Both sets of thumbs rover on top of his leaking orifices, squeezing just so he wonโt leak out in cum. Stopping himself from cumming untouched.ย
And that makes you huff, โKunaโฆโ Your newfound nickname for him makes him flush, and you instantly swat away his hands. โWant it now.โ
โCheh-โ Those hazy, blood-red eyes of his narrow, and somewhere in the distance, you can hear the tight snap of his underwear being pulled. โWhat a spoiled lilโ wifeโฆโ
But that wouldnโt stop him from indulging you, of course.
Sukuna breathes in heavy puffs, and you barely even have the time to catch yours before heโs immediately clawing onto the right side of your ass cheek with one hand.
Usinโ that sinful leverage to manhandle you straight down onto one of his plush tips, the thick circumference of his shaft throbs against your hole and you moan. Head snapping down- โFuck.โ
Oh, fuck.
He was soโฆbig.
And that was being humble- youโd come to learn that not only was Sukuna gifted with extra height and limbs, he was gifted with extra size too.ย
Two fat, veiny lengths laid between two meaty thighs, they were colored the prettiest tan flush on their tips. Dribbling down heaps of precum that puddled between the two of you. By now, the curly pink hairs at the bottom of his bases were already drenched, and his ballsack was so tight with need.ย
ย Sukuna was so hard that every throb was visible. So big that it made your thighs squeeze together.
Mentally, youโre calculating just how it might be possible for him to fit inside you. Before his rough tone cuts off your thoughts, โAh ah- we can count together, mama. Say it wโme now-โย
โWha- one!โ Almost laughable, heโs then bullying in just the thickened front of one cock. They were stacked vertically, and as you get pierced by the lower one, his upper one was rubbinโ primally on your front.ย
Sukunaโs mean fingers draw an invisible line from up your treacly slit, measuring. โMmm- sโmore like two inches.โ
โTwo-โ You blabber, โThen how much more-โ
โGuess weโll just have to find out, heh~โ
And he meant it.
Before long, Sukuna was fucking up into you furiously. Ferally. Thrust after half-thrusts just to fit his incredible size inside, โThaโs about fourโฆmmm, more three.โ Heโs drunk on your pussy, counting away how many solid, sopping inches managed to be squeezed in each time. In a split-second, your poor pussyโs being spanked. โYou too, baby.โ
โItโs just so- nghโโ Your head throws back for the nth time tonight, singing in synchronization with the creaks of the bed.ย
Itโs like he was jackhammerinโ you, mazing your slick-filled insides with the globe of his cockhead. Sukuna was so long that it was easy to massage your every sweet spot- again and again. โWhaaaat? Canโt take it? Fuck, weeโre only about-โ On your tummy, he measures out how far heโd slid inside by now. โS-six inches, still. About halfway?โ
Your eyes bulgeโhalfway?
Itโs a shock so large that the rest of your body loosens up, weakened. Just perfect for him to grab onto your hips, your thighs, one hand on your neck to jostle your cute body up nโ down his cock.
โSโit too much for my, mmm, good wife?โ Mercilessly, heโs spitting between your ajar mouth. โTook my tongue but you canโt even take one of my cocks- aw, cโmon now, mama.โ
โI-I-โ
โI-I-I- whaaaat?โ Octaves higher. Your husband leans in until his heated breath burns the shell of your ear, whispering, โGonna hafta speak up, yโknow? Unless ya want me to- fuck- it out- of you-โ
And you always did surprise him. Because where the head of the Itadori clan expected to be met with a few sobs, a few pleas, youโre only straddling his toned hips tighter.ย
Swervinโ your hips down in a dizzying figure-eight to help him stuff your cunt full of him. And even though it still wasnโt enough to bottom out completely, you look up at him through teary lashes. โI want both, Kuna.โ
Sukunaโs pink lashes flutter, his breath catches. โWh-what?โ And he stutters. Oh, youโd made him stutter - just as nervous and awestruck as he was on your wedding night.
โBoth.โ You can only repeat the word.
Because at that very secondโ before your response has even graced his very ears, heโs rutting up into you like an animal. Like a dog in heat, Sukunaโs crushing your front to his abs and his cocks to your cunt.
Pap!
โFuckโฆโ He hisses at the sting of flesh slamming on flesh, โEleven. What was that?โ
And youโre being dumbified by the sheer stretch, not only had he started kissinโ your puckered pussylips with his second cock - he was starting to press inside. No hesitation, no waiting around for you to get used to the stretch. Sukuna was hungry.ย
You somehow choke through wads of your own spit, โMore- both- oh fuck!โ
โWhat? S-say it again-โ Heโs like a broken record at this point, and so were his plunging cocks. Deeper nโ deeper. Your drivelling entrance was now stretched out so widely over the circumferences of his bases, sobbing just as much as you were.ย
โBo-โ
โTwelve- again.โ
It was a damn wonder that he could still spit out coherent words. Stammering. Heaving.
The hand of Sukunaโs thatโd been caressing your front was now slithering down to cup both his shafts. Guiding them upwards to press inโโGonna have ya take it a-all until here-โ You snap your head down to see what he was talking about - only to catch a lilโ youโd missed in your observations of his size before.ย
Those two ring tattoos at the base ends of his cocks.
The sight itself is so lecherous that it has you moaning- โOh, yes- both.โ
โYeah? So sit pretty and take it, baby.โ They were glistening with your sultry sap, nearly kissing your folds by now. โAllll the way until mโtattoos- got it, girl? Alllll the way untilโฆโ Stupidly, youโre nodding. And he can only breathe through clenched teeth, โFuh-fuck! Thirteen.โ
Thirteen.
Thirteen entire inches - each.
Youโd finally reached the tattoos. And they were stuffed pretty nโ puffily inside you. Throb-throb-throbbing away against your every tiny orifice, Sukuna didnโt even have to try to mold your gooey cunt to him.ย
As you open your mouth to demand him to move, he plunges in two of his thick fingers. Messily dragging himself towards the back of your throat, โTch- such a dangerous fuckinโ mouth. Mโgonna hafta fuck that outta ya.โ
Youโre whimpering, your jaw dangling agape perfectly for him to spit inside. And then his second mouthโtargetting your pussy with a thick glue of spittle.
At least he was nice enough to give you an actual semi-warning this time.
Because before long, two hands are clawing at your sides. Pinning you down so that his two shafts can prick your cervix neatly, bottomed out and yet still trying to go deeper.
When he finds that futile, Sukuna bodily bounces you up nโ down his upright erections. โOh my god- o-oh my god.โ One of his angular shafts was bashing in your sponged cervix, and the other was just below nโ cutely rubbing on your g-spot. โFuck it just feels so- good!โ
โAaaaatta girl, enjoy it.โ With a hand on your throat, he bends you back into an arch.ย
The pressure is almost too much - so much. You find your body naturally torn between running away and yearning for more, more, more. Though, luckily, the clan leaderโs there to help you make that decision. โNuh uh, no runninโ, baby. Put your back into it- taaaake it, you see how much she likes it?โ
โCan- can hear-โ
โMhmโโ
And truly, your overfilling pussy was so loud. Every splatter of precum inside you made the most primal squelches- and the volume?ย
The sheer sploshes of his gooey translucent sap was enough to bloat your pussy. But now with two plump, vein-covered cocks of his probinโ your innards, he was fucking a tummy bulge into you. You gasp at the feeling, โI d-didnโt even know that was- hck! possible-โ
โHeh, course it isโAnd yโknow how to make that cute lilโ tummy bulge of yours even bigger?โ Sukuna beckons you closer, like heโs about to tell you a secret.
Even though, really, heโs manhandling you like a ragdoll. Reeling you in until his scorched hot lips were grazing your own, murmuring. โI justโฆhaftaโฆfuck a baby into you, my wife.โ
Almost on cue - like a little preparation - both of his strawberry-red divots stream out a few beads of precum. Splattered against your walls, they drip nโ cream down the sides of your pussy and make you see stars. โI would like that- oh, I would- I would like that.โ
โMmmโ and what about you?โ
Evidently, your needy cuntโs in agreement, too. Because the wettest noises suddenly let off from between your legs- and only later do you realize that it wasnโt just because of how damp your pussy was. No, it was because of his second mouth.
Tonguing down the shimmery sheen of slick upon each of your thighs, he licks up every drop of juice you were leaking. Flicking the curly end of his tongue at your clit-
โAh ah- focus on me.โ Sukuna snaps you out of your high with a light spank on your slope, and a literal click of his fingers.ย
โB-but how can I when it feels so gooodโโ
โSo goooood, huh?โ He drags it out purposefully, pressing his thumping veins against the roof of your channel.ย
Sukuna knew the effect he had on you. He knew how to target your favorite spot in strikes so precise that it left your toes curling, vision flashing with white. โTell me-โ Right now, he had one hand smearing apart your folds to better let his tongue slip between them. Another two hands clung onto your waist to help you move, and the fourth and final was grabbing your face. Pushing your cheeks together pathetically, โCanโt focus? Awww, my poor wife. Are that- oh, useless at focusing on anything that isnโt my two c-cocks right now?โ
โN-ngh, Kunaโโ Cute. How cute. Your dilated pupils were swirlinโ in circles inside the whites of your eyes, comically pounded stupid after each stroke upon stroke.
โSโthat the case, huh? Is that why my mouthy girl is so- oh, fuck- quiet now?โ Heโs almost snickering- itโs so ruthless.ย
Heavy hips pressuring up into you. He was pounding you in rough thrusts, all the way from the mazing curve of his cockheads to those tickling tufts of pink at his very bottom. And Sukuna has the audacity to spitโโFuck, mama. Do you even know your name right now?โ
Your brain was too hazy, merely sparking with twitches of pleasure. Youโre left blubbering nonsensically for a few seconds, until his tongue slaps your buttony clit. Startling you into answering, โI-Iโฆโ
โHeh, do you even know mine?โ
โK-Kunaโโ You might not remember your own name by now, but screaming Sukunaโs over nโ over had permanently branded his into your mind.ย
And so you look up at your husbandโs handsome, leering features for any recognition. Only to find him tutting, โNow now, how disa- oh, disappointing. I thought youโd most importantly know who I am, at least.โ
โThenโฆclan leader?โ
โNuh uh.โ
Pouting, โB-but โ
โB-b-b-but-โ Heโs mocking, buttery tongue now rubbinโ your nub raw. You felt overstimulated enough to press your chin between his puffy pecs, like cushions. Sheening out drool all over his skin- โSay my title before you cum, baby.โ You listen with bated breath, โMโyour husband. And mโalways gonna be your husband.โ
โM-my husband?โ Your mouth drops - and youโre unsure whether itโs because of his words, or the sudden increase of his tempo. Hot and hard.
His twin, rock-hard crowns plummet all the way until you swear you can feel him poke your lungs. Throbbing at a thunderous staccato, he breathesโโGonna be your husband that fucks you like th-thiiiisโโ Punctuated by a few sloppy drags of his vein-decorated lengths, โGonna be your husband that eats you out like mโstarved.โ A few hearts that heโs drawinโ on your clit with his extra prolonged tongue.
โFuck- fuck Iโm gonnaโโ
As your sobs break off, his roughened hand dips from your throat to the slick nโ precum dripping down your thighs. And you faintly notice the way heโs using the moisture to write out his own nameโ
Ryomen Sukuna.ย
Signed off with a little heart on your skin, โAnd mโgonna be your husband thatโฆโ And a second heart right above where your womb was, where he was jackhammering into your womb like no other. Flooding it with copious knots of cum like he was practising for something else soon.ย
Sukuna leans down sweetly so that his lips trace your earlobe, whispering. โ-breeds this pretty pussy alllll full.โ Tapping the front of your pussy, like he was just imagining it.
And that does it for you. That does it.
Before long your head falls into the crook of his neck with a dull thud, so utterly dumbified on your sudden orgasm that you can only blabber. โKuna- Kunaโ!โย
Your thighs were shaking, cunt fluttering with each spasm of pleasure.
And if Sukuna was going to fuck you through your high, he was going to fuck you through your high. Every probe of his rovering cocks increased your bliss tenfold, exact hits to your g-spot.ย
Sobbing, โPlease-โ You can only hold onto his flexed, tattooed deltoids for dear life. Clawing down his skin due to the constant stimulation, you bow your spine backwards and meet his ferocious thrusts. Riding out the euphoria- spark after spark that made your toes curl.
Grunting, he just felt so used right now. And he loved it. โYes yes yes- let this entire house know. Let that whole council ngh- hear how good of a husband I am to you.โ
It lasts until youโre gurgling on your own whines, zaps of electricity still shooting from your cunt. โLet them-โ And Sukuna dares to smush your tear-wettened cheeks together to coo, โFuck, whatโs thatโ? Whatโs that pretty mouth hafta- hngh, say tโme?โ
And you somehow manage out, โI-inside.โ A shaky hand of yours snakes down to part your pussylips wider, helping his roverinโ tongue. โMy husbandโฆโ
Ryomen Sukunaโs eyes widen, his kiss-bitten lips part.
You could almost hear the deep, trembling gasp that heโs inhaling. Letting out only five wordsโโI l-love you, my wife.โ
You arenโt granted the time to formulate a response- before his thick, battered cockheads start spilling out. Flooding your cunt in mere seconds, youโre just dripping down your thighs in thick clumps of his seed.
And his cursed mouth is more than happy to indulge in all the miry ribbons of sap, lickinโ all upwards until a thin, ivory gloss coats its lips. Sukuna looks down and groans, โOh fuck- oh fuck fuck fuck fuck-โ
His flush was scorching, face scrunched in pleasure. Youโre purring, โYouโre so pretty, babyโโ
โAh, mโso glad I married ya.โ He canโt stop the lilโ confession that leaves his mouth. Heart too full- your cunt too full. And if you saw one of the strongest, most vicious clan leaders in existence smile through a fiery blush nโ his pussydrunk tears, then you mercifully donโt comment.
โMโglad I married you too, Kunaโโย
And youโd felt nothing like this before. Having his gluey cum splosh around inside of you, both of his lengths were shoved in so deeply that they were constantly coating your cervix in white. Your womb.
Your deepest orifices that leak out as Sukuna plants a hand on your tummy and presses, watching with bated breath as his seed gushes out of you like a waterfall. โFuck- didnโt think it would be like th-this, ngh.โ He was hypnotized, making an even bigger mess of you. โDidnโt think that it would be s-soโฆโ Addictive.
He doesnโt finish his sentence. For now.
Red eyes teary, Adamโs apple gulping. Youโd completely sucked him dry by the time that Sukuna was pulling out of you. The matching mushroom tips of his shafts twitching, reddened and sensitive.ย
He hisses as they bob in the air for a few seconds, before-
โKuna- oh, fuck.โ
Before you were flipped over and pressed deep into the mattress. Your legs on his shoulders, your knees near your titsโand his mouth over your overstimulated cunt.ย
Letting you cream all down his chin, Sukuna has to swat away his cursed mouth just to get a taste of you himself. And the moment his plush lips touch your glazed folds- youโre trying to run away. Failing.ย
โNow now, my wife.โ Being draaaaagged back down by all four of his big, beefy arms. Sukuna pecks exactly six open-mouthed kisses on your sloppy hole, his lengthy pinkish tongue coming out to sluuurpโโI remember something aboutโฆsix heirs?โ
Oh.ย
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โYโknow, thereโs really nothing wrong with impotency.โ
Wasuke grunts, a few elders nod. โAgreed.โ
โBut maybe heโs taken a vow of celibacy-โ
โMaybe his dicks fell off.โ
โChoso Kamo!โ It was never too early in the morning for Itadori Jin to squawk at his sons, especially when they were in the middle of what was undoubtedly an exceptionally important subject of conversation - the two of you.ย
He wags his butter knife like a weapon, โWe do not say those words in front of Yuji, and especially not in front of our toast.โ Before reality sets in and he drags a hand down his face, โBut yesโฆthat is possibleโฆโ
Wasuke deems it to be the perfect time to chime in, โBah! I donโt care if they fell off or if they multiplied- I just want grandkids.โ
โFather, might I remind you that it was you who decided to interrupt their little moment last night?โ A vein pops out beside Jinโs temple, and in his periphery can see the other guilty elders shift in their seats.ย
The old man does, too, but still in denial. โSlander! That is propaganda that I will not be falling for-โ
โFather, we have multiple eye witnesses. I am an eye witness.โ
โAnd what were you doing spying with us?โ
โโฆโ
As Itadori Wasuke rests his case, the winding table falls into perhaps the first quiet of the morning. Somewhat tense. Somewhat anticipating. That is, until an oblivious Yuji nearly upturns his bowl of cereal to chime inโโExorcist-โ
โWhat? Choso, did you let him watch your-โ Jin starts- and then stops. Because then heโs seeing exactly what his youngest son was looking at - you and Sukuna.
Well, more like you in Sukunaโs arms. It seemed that you were having some trouble waddling down the Estateโs multiple flights of stairs, painstakingly taking it one at a time to enter the dining room. And he has half the mind to nearly ask whatโs wrong, perhaps even get up and help you himself- until he sees it.
Oh, it was hard to miss.
He sees it, and so does everyone else within a five mile radius: the bite marks, the bruises, the slight weariness in both your eyes from lack of sleep. It almost looked as if you two had been thrown to the wolves.
And his younger brother often did forgo a shirt for breakfast, but now heโd haphazardly thrown on a yukata. One that showed off such feral scratches disappearing down his back, his neck, fuck- maybe even his thighs?
Jin drops his butter knife, Choso exits the table, and Wasukeโฆwas he even breathing? Hell, Jin was sure that a few of the surrounding elders had honest-to-heavens fainted right then and there.
Nearly everyone knew what happened.
Except for a beaming Itadori who was the first to gain your dual attentions, squealing out a โGโmorningโ!โ that you both reciprocate in hushed, hoarse voices. Fuck, he even swears he heard Sukunaโs gruff baritone crack.
No one comments, of course, for the dark glint in their clan leaderโs eyes promised sure death if they did. Though, Jin does roll his eyes at a few of the whispering council membersโ
โWhat a glorious, wonderful day it is. I truly do believe in miracles-โ
โMy bets are on a girl- but a boy would also be-โ
โAkon worked?โ
He doesnโt think he can judge, though. Not when heโs immediately pulling out his phone to text Yujiโs teacher, Haibara, about the salacious new updates. Ah, can you blame him? You two would make the prettiest lilโ babies.ย
Finally, you and Sukuna finally take your seats at the clan table. Grinning. And by the looks on your faces, Ryomen Sukuna wasnโt impotent. Not at all.ย
Though, it wouldnโt have mattered anyway.
The Itadori family sips their tea.
A/N. *Also sips tea* Hope you have a lovely week!
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