isabella

cw: anal, slight pain but sukuna not an asshole

“shh, relax. it’ll feel good, i promise.” he says, slowly pushing his thick fingers into your hole. you whine at the unfamiliar feeling, huffing softly.

“i can’t believe that idiot hasn’t done this with you yet.”

it’s true that gojo had asked, you just had never said yes to him. but while gojo was energetic and messy, sukuna radiated a calm sense of control that made you feel like he wouldn’t split you open. was it wrong to want that?

“alright, stay still.” sukuna says as he positions his lubed cock to your ass. his dick is far more veinier than gojo’s, and unfortunately a little bigger as well. you almost start feeling guilty until sukuna starts pushing into you.

“shit. you a real virgin here, huh?”

you whine into the pillow as he ever so slowly pushes further. suddenly, the feeling overwhelms you and you try to squirm away, only for a firm hand to push your back down, keeping you in place.

“i said be still. use your words, woman.”

“i-it, it hurts.”

“tch, of course it does.” despite his words, he pulls out to where you are comfortable again. “better?”

“y-yeah.”

“good. such a good slut for me.”

“d-don’t call me that-“

“oh? don’t call you that?” sukuna mocks, leaning down to plant his giant hands on either side of you before whispering in your ear. “here you are, on my bed, with my cock in your ass, all while gojo thinks you’re sleeping over at a friends. that’s complete whore behavior. you can play your sweet little act all you want, it’s not gonna work on me. now spread your cheeks and take it like a good girl.”

you whimper but listen, allowing sukuna to slowly rock his hips.

He’s about to lose control

neighbor!toji who always seems to step out onto his balcony the exact second you go out to water your pink petunias, lazily leaning over the railing in his worn-out gray sweatpants just to watch you chat with your plants.

neighbor!toji who effortlessly carries all your heavy grocery bags up three flights of stairs in one trip, holding them easily with his fingers while using his free arm to keep you steady against his side when you trip over your own long cardigan.

neighbor!toji who lets you use his massive, worn-out leather jacket when the radiator in your apartment breaks down, smirking when it looks like a literal dress on your small frame and pulling the hood up over your eyes to gently tease you.

neighbor!toji who notices when a creepy delivery driver stays a little too long at your door, suddenly appearing in the hallway looking absolutely massive and intimidating until the guy scampers off, only to turn to you and completely soften, asking if you're okay in his low, quiet voice.

neighbor!toji who holds your umbrella for you when it rains, tilting the entire thing over to your side so not a single drop hits your outfit, completely ignoring the fact that his own broad shoulder is getting soaked in the process.

neighbor!toji who always mutes his TV the second he hears you fumbling with your keys in the hallway late at night, cracking his door open just an inch to make sure you get inside your apartment safely before he locks up his own

neighbor!toji who always takes out your trash bags for you because he claims they're "too heavy for someone your size," leaving a little note or a piece of candy on your welcome mat afterward just to make you smile.

neighbor!tojiwho notices your favorite pastel mug sitting on his counter from the last time you visited, carefully washing it by hand and putting it away in a special spot so it's ready for you the next time you come over for coffee.

neighbor!toji who lets you drag him into the local craft store to help you carry big bins of yarn and fabric, standing patiently in the middle of the pink aisle looking completely out of place but carrying everything with an amused look.

neighbor!toji who pretends he hates the sweet, flowery perfume you always wear, but you notice he always leans in just a little bit closer whenever he takes a package from your hands at the door.

neighbor!toji who notices you shivering on the balcony one chilly evening and steps over the low divider separating your apartments, wrapping his giant arms around you from behind to pull you against his chest to warm you up, his heart beating loud and steady against your back.

neighbor!toji who starts finding excuses to come over every single night, whether it's bringing you a sweet treat he "accidentally" bought too much of or asking to borrow a cup of sugar he definitely doesn't need, just so he can sit on your couch and watch you talk.

neighbor!toji who blocks your doorway with his massive frame when you try to say goodnight, trapping you against the wall with his arms on either side of your head. he looks down at you, completely breathless, and whispers that he can't keep pretending he's just your neighbor when he's completely in love with you.

toji has you pinned beneath him on the bed.

his massive frame covering yours completely as he drives his thick cock deep inside you with a powerful thrust that forces the air from your lungs.

he is so big, stretching you open around his girth until the outline of him presses visibly against your lower belly, a prominent bulge rising and falling with every slow, deliberate roll of his hips. you gasp sharply at the sight, fingers clutching at his scarred shoulders while your walls flutter helplessly around the heavy intrusion, the pressure so intense it borders on overwhelming yet feels impossibly good.

he notices immediately, green eyes darkening with raw satisfaction as he watches the way his cock distends your tummy, the bulge shifting upward each time he sinks to the hilt.

toji groans low and rough, one large hand sliding down to press firmly over the swell, feeling himself move inside you through your soft skin. it sends a fresh wave of heat through both of you, your body tightening around him in response while he grinds deeper, savoring the way you struggle to take all of him. his voice comes out gravelly and teasing, murmuring how perfect you look stuffed full like this, how he can see every inch of what he is giving you right there beneath his palm.

the rhythm builds steadily, his hips snapping forward with controlled strength that makes the bulge in your abdomen more pronounced with each thrust.

you moan loudly, back arching as the head of his cock nudges against that sensitive spot deep inside, the visible proof of his size only heightening the pleasure. toji leans down closer, his muscular chest brushing your breasts, breath hot against your ear as he keeps one hand pressed to your tummy to feel the way he rearranges your insides. sweat glistens on his skin, muscles flexing with every movement, and he drinks in your reactions, the way your eyes glaze over and your lips part in breathless cries.

he fucks you like that for what feels like endless minutes, pulling out almost completely before slamming back in, watching the bulge disappear and reappear with each stroke.

your body trembles beneath him, overwhelmed by the fullness and the relentless drag of his thick length against your walls and toji growls softly in approval, thumb circling over the raised outline as if marking his claim, pushing you closer and closer to the edge until pleasure crashes through you in shuddering waves.