Cattie

You really needed to get up, though. The blood was a very uncomfortable, gross feeling with it cooling; not to mention the awful staining it was causing to your underwear, sleep wear, and bedding. Resisting the urge to defy, you laid as still as you could until Sukuna returned.

The struggle was short lived as he soon came back with a glass of milk, painkiller tablets, and hot water bottle. He knew you needed to get up for work, but even if it was just for 5 minutes it was great.

He grabbed the pillow and set it to the side, giving you a great view of his beefy pecs and arms. You bit your lip, eyes tracing his movements. Wait, no, now is not the time for horny!

"As much as I love being oggled, you need to take these first."

His voice broke your staring - he knows you can't help it; the fucker knows he's sexy as hell.

You rolled your eyes, smiling. "Yeah, yeah, I know. Thank you."

Sukuna helped prop your back up with a couple pillows, then handed you the milk and painkillers, and placed the hot water bottle on your stomach.

As you drank, he analyzed you - for whatever reason. A thoughtful look on his face.

"What?" You questioned. "Is something wrong with my face?"

"No. How long until you leave for work? I think you said today was only a partial day."

"Mmm, not for another hour and a half. Why?" You set the glass aside.

He nodded, mumbling something you couldn't quite catch. Something about 'enough time'?

"Oh nothing. Just want to make sure I have time for this."

Sukuna surprised you with pulling the sheets off your legs and hauling his large frame on the bed. He squeezed himself between your legs before lifting and setting your thighs on his shoulders, his large hands squeezing you ass.

"Sukuna, what are you--!"

He practically face planted between your thighs and took a deep inhale.

"Sukuna!!!" You yelled, mortified

He looked at you, a feral grin appearing. "Mm, ripe for the taking."

"Oh my god do not. Say that!" You tried moving away, but Sukuna clamped his hands down onto your thighs. You attempted again, this time pushing on his forehead with a hand.

"No, Sukuna! It's gross!"

He raised an eyebrow, "Pfft, the fuck? Maybe to you, but I thought you knew what you were getting into being with me."

"Yeah but-- we haven't done this yet."

Ignoring your statement, "Goddamn," Sukuna breathed out, his pupils dilated as he eyed the 'damage' to your clothing and the sheets. He groaned, "There's so much."

He did the unexpected, and licked and sucked fabric into his mouth, savoring the taste. His voice dropping to a gravel, "Oh shit, yeaaah that's the stuff."

Damn him for being hot even when doing non-normal things! But still if this wasn't the strangest thing happening to you (so far). Sukuna gave a couple more goes of licking and sucking, making sure the fabrics were even more wet. He grabbed onto the hem of your sleep-wear bottoms and pulled them down slowly, adjusting himself and your legs so he could take them off fully.

Taking another look at the insides of them, he once more - not wanting to miss a drop apparently - made a savoring lick before throwing the clothing items onto the floor.

All you could do was watch, weirdly fascinated by his behavior.

"You are so washing these things for putting me through this. I hope you know that."

Sukuna merely shrugged, "Don't care, it's worth." He settled back in, once more lifting your hips. This time though, he spread your folds and cheeks to assess how much he could lick. He licked his lips. "Good thing I didn't eat yet. Food is getting cold but I'll take this as my breakfast instead."

You yelped in surprise when you boyfriend dove in, licking a continuous strip from between your cheeks up to your cunt; he repeated until every red splotch was gone. He set your hips down so your ass was flush with the bed, but your thighs still bracketing his head. He hummed in delight, and rested his head on your right thigh, seemingly enjoying the view as he toyed with your pussy's lips.

"Sukuna."

He glanced up at you. "Hm?"

"Stop."

He pursed his lips, "No." God he could be stubborn and such a child at times.

You crossed your arms, "You're going to make me late for work!! It's already been 10 minutes. You could at least make me feel good!" You pouted.

"Oo, fiesty. All you had to do was ask, you know." He smiled. This stupid-- he worked you up, and was waiting for you to say something before he ate you out. Oh how you loved yet hated him.

Making eye contact now, he made a show of licking your cunt slowly, his tongue dipping into your entrance. Gasping at the sensation of him finally giving proper attention, you felt your face heat up from his contact. He chuckled at your slight fluster.

"Feel good now?" He asked.

You bit back a moan while he continued, wet squelching sounds surfacing. "Mm, mhm."

It was short lived, as of course. A wave of pain interrupted your enjoyment, becoming an ache. You clutched the water bottle to your stomach, grimacing. Sukuna took notice, and made note to hurry your orgasm.

"Gonna make you feel a little better soon." He mumbled, and placed a hand on top of yours on the hot water bottle.

Keeping his hand on top of yours, he focused on his task. He placed gentle kisses to the top of your mound, working his way down your folds, then up to your clit. The tip of tongue swirled around the bud, eliciting a gasp and slight moan from you, a little jolt of your body too. He looked up at you, making sure you were alright. You made eye contact quickly, biting your lip. Sukuna made a show of enveloping your clit with his mouth and sucking. You moaned, and he smirked.

He teased your clit with the tip of his tongue for a few second before diving down farther. He flattened his tongue as he licked, trying to capture as much of your essence as possible. Shutting his eyes, he stuck his tongue into your entrance as deep as he could reach, moaning; the vibrations were a welcome sensation.

"Oh-- fuck, that feels good." You covered the lower half of your face with a hand, a look of bliss forming as you watched and felt him. Sukuna then removed his hand from yours to toy with your bud, gentle circles on and around it. You exhaled, and he felt you clench around his tongue. He added a little more pressure, and moved his tongue in and out before removing his face entirely. A sheen of your arousal and blood coated his lips and tongue.

Licking them clean, he opened his eyes, only to be graced with the sight of more blood trickling out. A low whistle left his lips, "You're like my own personal, giant sized fruit gusher. A once in a while treat." Sukuna looked up at you, a fucking twinkle in his eyes and smirk playing on his lips at the joke; this motherfucker.

You brought your hands up to your face, covering it, and groaned loudly. How you ended up with this intimidating looking man that could be so unserious at times was beyond you. You couldn't help but smile beneath your temporary covering though. At least Sukuna was trying to help make you feel better, albeit in an unorthodox way (and he was enjoying himself too).

Noises of his said delight reached your ears once more, as he went to lick up the trail of blood. The sounds of him practically making out with your cunt was a blend of arousal and embarrassment for you. You had to admit: this did feel really good and was a good distraction. Sukuna was hot and good at almost everything he did - this was one of those times. So him being skilled and eye candy was a big help.

Placing a hand on top of his head, you pet his hair before gently grasping a handful of his ruddy-pink locks. He let out a muffled groan and, "Mmm, yeah just like that. Harder, c'mon," into your cunt. He loved it when you pulled his hair. You complied.

Your arousal now tenfold, you couldn't hold back your cries of pleasure anymore. You didn't think you'd like this, but you were sorely mistaken. It was amazing. Sukuna was making sure you felt that. You'd have never guessed he wanted to do this - he never said, asked, nor implied. You should have expected it though, considering he was kind of a freak in the bedroom.

Sukuna, now spurred on even further by your sounds of pleasure, made it his mission now to make you orgasm. He had his share of your taste (although he could go on for hours, lockjaw be damned), and was satisfied; for now.

Adding one, then two fingers into your entrance, he removed his tongue; his mouth latched onto your clit as he pumped his fingers in and out of your hole, alternating between scissoring you open and crooking his fingers, trying to find that magic spot. The lower half of your body jerked and twitched, and your thighs shook. You moaned loudly, your breaths heavy as you felt your heart beating out of your chest. Your cramps were completely forgotten as you focused entirely on your boyfriend.

"Shit, yes. Keep going, please. Feels so good," you whined.

His mouth paused to speak. "I know - there's no way I'd stop. Could eat you out for hours." Sukuna had forgotten about his raging hard on until you spoke. A wet spot could be felt as he adjusted his hips slightly, precum seemingly oozing out. He resisted the urge to rut into the bed, needing to have you cum. Fingers finally finding your sweet spot, he rubbed and stroked it quickly all while still licking and sucking your clit. His face and hand was becoming a little bit of a mess, but he could care less. You tasted divine to him.

"Close-- getting close Sukuna!"

You didn't need to tell him twice. He nibbled your clit just a little bit and replaced his tongue with his fingers. Sukuna desperately wanted to feel you cum on his tongue and possibly gush more blood - he was addicted to the taste.

A few more rough patterns rubbed onto your clit had you orgasming hard. You could barely choke out a warning before hand, "C-cumming, cumming!!"

Hips twitching and thighs shaking, they clamped around his head. Your hand grasped his hair harshly, and you cried out as your back arched. Sukuna's face scrunched in pleasure from your walls clenching around his tongue and your thighs smothering his head. He slowly continued his ministrations as your rode out your high. When you were finished, you slumped back into the pillows even father and parted your legs to let Sukuna breathe (not that he minded). Breathing heavily, you removed your hand from his hair to let him up.

He placed a few soft kisses to your inner thighs and folds before crawling to hover over you. He reached his non-dirty hand up to caress your cheek, his thumb stroking it.

"Feel a little better?" he asked.

You nodded, "Yeah I do. Cramps are gone for now."

"Good. If they weren't, I'd do it all over again."

You smiled, "You're something else, you know?"

"Yeah I know, but you love me for that. Don't deny it."

You basked in the short silence as your eyes studied each others faces. Sukuna decided it was enough as he quickly planted a kiss to your lips. Just because. You let out a shocked noise. He squeezed your cheeks to force your mouth open a little so he could shove his tongue into it. You bit it (not enough to draw blood), and he backed off laughing. Sometimes you forgot this man liked the pain.

"Augh, gross! That was not necessary!" You made an exaggerated show of wiping your mouth from blood with the back of your hand.

Sukuna chuckled, "I disagree. It was very much needed. Had it written all over your face."

You scrunched your face, miffed. "Fuck you."

He dropped his hips onto your lower body and ground his bulge into you. "Can do that later when you get back, yeah?" he murmured. He grinned as you immediately became flustered.

Recovering quickly, "We'll see about that," you hummed. A small smile was on your lips as you patted his cheek and dug yourself out from under him. You left the conversation there and pranced to the bathroom to clean up, leaving Sukuna a little bewildered and questioning why you said that as he watched you leave. You could be something else at times.