☆omi☆

“See that’s what i don’t understand, you already have fucked me, so how can you go from me to some guy who doesn’t even know how to please you.” He said getting closer as you backed up into the cabinets of your kitchen.

“Don’t be so full of yourself.” You spat out at him, praying that he didn’t hear your shaky voice when he pressed your body against the cold counter. He was inches away from your face now. To make things worse all you were wearing was your underwear and a shirt that was too big for your body. To be fair you weren’t expecting company this late.

“I hope he made it worth your while, but let’s not deny that he wasn’t better than me.” His voice was low and gravelly, speaking in almost a growl. Reaching to put a loose strand of hair behind your ear, leaving his hand to linger on your cheek he spoke again “hmm? was he better than me baby?”

“Don’t call me that anymore.” You say bringing two hands up to push against his chest trying to get some space from the man who was trapping you, only to fail. His hand came down from your cheek and fiddled with the hem of your shirt, slightly revealing your underwear. He chuckled and tilted his head in a questioning manner. ‘is this my shirt?’ he thought to himself with a smile.

“Were you thinking of me while he touched you?” He spoke taking you by surprise. This man was truly crazy and he wasn’t ashamed to show it.

“When he took these pretty panties off were you imagining his hands were mine?” You felt his fingers outline the hem of your underwear. “Answer me baby.” He said, twisting his wrist to lay his hand flat on your lower abdomen, fingers trespassing the silky piece of clothing only by the first knuckle.

“Stop it, please” You desperately called out, not wanting him to go any farther even though you knew if he pushed his fingers an inch lower you wouldn’t be able to resist him.

“He’s nothing compared to me y/n and you know it” his hands pulled at the panties and let the stretchy band reach its limit then let it go snapping on to your skin. The action snapping you out of your own thoughts and regaining your furious mind. “You know what you’re right toji, he’s nothing like you, he doesn’t cheat on me or go days without contacting me.” Giving his chest another shove and pushing his arms off you, this time you were able to get away but only for a second. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you back between his body and the counter again, forcefully grabbing your face in his hand making you look at him. “No that’s not what we’re talking about right now, but you know what i’ll address it just for you baby. I said i wouldn’t stay around all the time because i have a lifestyle you can’t keep up with. I never cheated and even if i did i don’t care about any other whore, but you? you’re mine and no one else’s.” He said cupping your face in both hands leaning in to give you a kiss, only to get blocked by your hand. The nerve he had claiming he hasn’t cheated, when you found multiple women in his phone.

“so you can come and go as you please but i have to stay and be loyal to you? fuck off” You attempt to shove him off of you again but he grabs your arms and pushes you into the marbled countertop surely leaving bruising on your lower back. “You’ll never find someone that fucks you like i do, i know what makes you feel like you’re in heaven, remember when you said i’ve reached spots you never knew existed? i’m better than what you settle for.” Placing his left hand on your cheek and the right hand on the spot where your ass met your thigh, gripping some skin on his favorite spot. “I already have someone better than you” was the only thing you thought to say. You wanted to bruise his ego, as impossible as that seemed. “You mean the guy i beat the shit out of outside of the accounting office building” He scoffed. Your eyes went wide when he mentioned your current fling’s place of work.

“Is that why he hasn’t answered his phone? Toji tell me you didn’t do that, please i’ve only known him for a week you asshole.” You cried out, thinking about the poor guy that would probably never involve himself with you ever again. “He’s lucky i didn’t kill him princess.” He whispered bringing his lips close to your ear. “you’re a sick freak.”

“You’re mine baby, let me hear you say it hmm?” He pressed his lips against the skin of your neck. “I’m not your baby.” Shaky voice giving away the pleasure you feel from his mouth sucking on the sensitive spots he knew so well like the back of his hand.

“Oh but you are y/n, i don’t get how you played yourself with that scum sweetie, you had me.” His voice sounded soft. He didn’t sound annoyed anymore but that’s just what he does when he’s being manipulative, you should know better. “You’re flattering yourself again toji, get your head out your ass and take a look into the world, you’ll see men capable of doing things you couldn’t even imagine.” You felt his grip tighten around your neck.

“Don’t fucking say that to me princess you don’t want me to punish you for that do you?” Feeling his hand slip down to your ass and give it a hard slap and grip throwing you off your balance. You couldn’t help but place your hands on his muscles, leaning on him for support. He took advantage of this and picked you up wrapping your legs around his waist. “I can kiss you, touch you, and fuck you better than any boy you’ll ever meet.”

“Let go of me.” You said gripping your arms around his neck, he chuckled when your actions went against your words. “I don’t believe you want that princess.” He was walking towards your bedroom. you had your eyes closed, suppressing the urge to kiss him and have him on top of you in bed. You knew that’s where this was leading but still, you had to at least try to act like you didn’t want him. Opening your eyes when he loosened his grip, Shocked when you were thrown on your bed. Watching as he took his shirt off and tossing it to the floor next to your bed and untying his sweatpants. “You’re not my boyfriend Toji” was your last half assed attempt to stop him.

“Don’t be selfish baby, did you really think i’d share you? you know it will always be me, only me.”

Notes:

- when i wrote “pretty panties” i thought of pretty patties from spongebob

- i put visuals bc sometimes i feel like people won’t understand what i’m trying to portray.

- this is my first fic in a WHILE but i’ve been reading the jjk manga and toji just seemed like the best to comeback with idk

motorcyclist!toji who makes you stay on the bike even after youve already gotten home to hump the seat, watching you whimper while you beg for him to let you at least take off just your pants.

motorcyclist!toji who insists on you keeping them on, but ultimately gives in when he cant stand the feeling himself either when he pulls you up to sit on his thigh instead.

motorcyclist!toji who completely regrets it afterwards when you shamelessly squirt all over his leg, getting his precious bike and the garage floor all wet.

“fuck—look at the mess you made, kid” he tsks with a fake annoyance in his tone, though you can barely hear him from the muffled ringing in your ears.

“clean it up.”

motorcyclist!toji who has a grip on your hair as your tongue licks across the motorcycle, slowly guiding your head up to his leg so you can do the same on his thigh.

motorcyclist!toji who kindly offers to clean you up as well, lifting you up to the edge of the bike before burying his face into your sloppy cunt; licking up what was left.

You jumped back. How many times had you done this, never once expecting a response? You scrambled until your back was flush against the side of your bed, mind hurtling through the various possibilities, limited as they were. You had almost convinced yourself that it was your own imagination - or was it wishful thinking? - that Lord Sukuna was speaking to you.

“Your scent is…” He took a deep, long whiff. “...divine.” His taunting laughter settled into your core. “Hmm…how many times have you beckoned me? Hm? How often have you willed that I mount you and fuck you raw, human?”

You shuddered as a chill traveled down your spine. You pulled your knees to your chest, daring not to speak. 

“Oh, come now. Don’t be shy.” His sardonic chuckle crept into your bones. “Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted? To have your sweet little cunt spread around my cock? Hm?” His laughter ricocheted off the walls of your bedroom. He was in every corner and crevice of the space surrounding you, tapping and scratching his long, black fingernails against your psyche. 

You didn’t move.

He clicked his tongue and sighed. “I suppose it’s just as well. Perhaps I’ll answer one of the countless other moans of my name…”

“Wait!” you jolted. “I want it. I…want you.” He was right. You’d wanted this all along and this was a once in a hundred lifetimes opportunity. Just one brief jaunt with him wouldn’t hurt too bad, would it? “But how?”

“It’s easy. Just relax…” He hummed. “Yes, that’s it. Now…give yourself over to me, pet.”

The walls of your room fell away as darkness consumed them. You found yourself standing in an ankle-deep pool of blood that surrounded you as far as your straining eyes could see. Heart pounding, you began to panic, checking every part of your body for injuries. 

“Calm down, pet. That’s the blood of my enemies; you are unharmed…for now.” That familiar insidious chuckle encompassed you again, closer this time.

Your clothes were gone, replaced by a sheer white camisole gown that ended just below your hips. You looked around for him, gingerly turning your head from side to side, afraid to make any sudden moves. You’d researched Ryoumen Sukuna extensively; you knew what he was capable of. 

“W-where are you?” you hazarded, your voice small and shaky. 

Ominous red clouds swirled above you, casting their own dim light causing your white gown to glow deep pink. The space around you seemed to breathe on its own and you heard Sukuna’s voice from directly behind you. 

“Careful. You’re in my domain now, mortal. Do not presume to speak to me unless spoken to.”

You turned to find him towering above you, reclined high atop a mound of bull skulls and bones. A faint blue glow emanated from somewhere behind him, casting eerie shadows across his devilishly handsome features. You recognized the distinct markings on his face, even from such a distance.

He looked down his nose at you and licked his sinful lips. With his legs crossed and his jaw propped on his fist, he lifted his other hand from his knee and curled his finger, bidding you to move closer to him. 

“Come, pet. Let me get a better look at you.”

You waded your bare feet through the shallow, bloody lake, stopping to kneel at the base of his throne, waiting for his permission to speak to him. 

He hummed. “What a precious, well-behaved pet you are! So pliant and eager to follow my commands. Hm? I might just decide to keep you.”

You could feel his scarlet eyes on you, coveting your sexy, feminine form - every curve and basin and fatty deposit it had to offer him. His hungry gaze settled on your visible breasts, his heavy cock stirring as he watched the flesh of your nipples darken and pebble into cute little buds ripe for the sucking. 

“Look at me, pet.”

You obeyed and right away you were taken by his raw, animal sexuality and a tempest began to rage in your loins. All four of his eyes were trained on you, his pinky and ring fingers pressing against his bared teeth as he grinned down at you. 

Your focus drifted to where he’d begun wringing the head of his growing cock through the cloth of his white kimono. Your walls clenched, sending a delicious ache deep into your lower belly. Feeling your warm cream coat your inner thighs, you squeezed them together with a quiet, pitiful whimper. 

“What is it, angel?” His voice had grown deeper along with his arousal. 

“Wanna suck your cock, Master.” 

His toothy grin widened at the title you’d so willingly given him as a dark, guttural chuckle rumbled in his chest. 

“Well, then…” He let his legs fall open. “…come to kneel at my feet.” 

You eagerly did as you were told, stumbling a couple of times on the skulls beneath your feet. You’d almost reached his knee when you lost your footing and slid halfway down again, collecting nicks and scratches from the sharp edges of bones and bull horns along the way. 

He could’ve easily grabbed you, but sensing how badly you wanted him, he chose not to. Watching you work so hard for him was infinitely more interesting. He instead tilted his head at you and frowned. 

“Oh no. You poor thing,” he mocked. Once again he curled a sharp, black fingernail at you. “Ganbare, ganbare…try again, angel. Or maybe you don’t want it badly enough?” 

Keeping your head down to avoid his intoxicating gaze, you said, “I do want it, Master. Every inch.” 

“Yeah? Show me how much you want it then, pet,” he said, untying his obi. 

With tiny trails of blood snaking down your arms and legs, you began working your way up the pile of bones again. You noticed the large tent that had formed beneath his kimono, which had fallen open just enough to expose the tattoos on his broad, bare chest. As if you needed any more motivation. 

When you finally made it to his feet, you knelt once more, keeping your head bowed to your Master. He was so close you could smell him. 

Sukuna shifted a little, but otherwise intended to let you do all the work. “Take my cock out, angel.” 

Your hand traveled up the inside of his naked thigh, further up beneath his garb of silken ivory until you felt the rough texture of his pubic hair. Your small fingers found purchase around the wide base of his cock, growing harder still under your divine touch. Even before laying eyes on it, you could appreciate the size of his blood-engorged member. You were impressed, but not at all surprised. Big dick energy oozed from every pore of his ink adorned skin. 

With him firmly inside your grasp you gently pushed his robe out of the way as you pulled his cock out. The sight of it alone sent another gush of slick down between your naked legs. Two thick black lines encircled his girth and all you could think about was how nicely they would contrast with the pearly white rings you were bound to leave on top of them. You started bringing your mouth to his cockhead when he stopped you with a thumb to your chin - the first time he’d touched you. 

“Ah ah ahhh! Did I give you permission to taste my cock, pretty angel?”

“No, Master. Please forgive me. It just looks so good.”

You stroked him nice and slow, his shaft like hot steel under the soft, velvety skin of his length. You watched, mouth watering as the thick veins rolled under your fingers.

He moaned. “Of course I forgive you, my sweet pet. There will be a small punishment, but nothing you can’t handle.” He raked his long fingernails against your scalp as he pushed your hair over to one side. Your eyes fluttered closed at the titillating sensation as his cock twitched in your hand. “Go ahead, pet. Taste me.”

You inched forward on your knees, resting your free hand on the curved musculature of his right thigh as you kitten-licked the dark pink tip of his cock.

Sukuna hissed. “Don’t be a fucking prick-tease. I wanna see you wrap those pretty lips around my cockhead like you fucking mean it.”

You fulfilled your lord’s wishes and stretched your wet lips all the way around him, sinking down as far as you could before choking and coming up for air.

“That’s better, pet. Again.”

You swirled your tongue around his salty tip before sinking down his length as far as you could go before hollowing your cheeks and slurping your way back up.

“Mmmfuck, yes angel. Keep sucking my cock just like that,” he groaned.

So you did. You sucked and gagged on him, your saliva bathing the full length of his throbbing cock. To say it had been a while for him would’ve been a tragic understatement. He watched and admired you as you bobbed up and down, his full balls drawing closer to his body with every passing minute.

Sukuna, you quickly learned, was a very vocal lover. He moaned and hissed his praises as you gobbled his cock down without a single care.

“Mmhmm…” He sucked air between his clenched teeth. “Keep going just like that, pet. Get -mm- get ready to -fuck!- take my cum down your throat.”

His hands were in your hair, holding your head to keep you from escaping as he began fucking himself into your throat. He pressed his spasming balls against your chin. You couldn’t breathe. You choked and gagged and tried to scream, but the vibrations only drove him harder to his end as he emptied himself inside your raw gullet. Your hands urgently tapped his thighs, but your rhythmic gags only fueled his orgasm.

Only once he’d spent himself did he start to pull out of your throat. You choked and spat until you opened your eyes to see what could only be described as thick black sludge oozing down your fingers and Sukuna’s cock.

You pulled off of him in a panic, choking on his semen as you breathed it in, chest heaving as you gasped for air.

“What’s the matter, angel? Does my black jizz frighten you?” What began as a low rumble in your master’s chest quickly erupted from his open mouth as laughter. “What the fuck did you expect?” He pulled your head back by your hair and brought his mouth to your ear. “I’m a fucking demon.”

You were still trying to catch your breath when the tables suddenly turned.

With your back on the seat of your master’s throne, he splayed your legs open, staring shamelessly at the glistening insides of your trembling thighs. 

“Look at the mess you’ve made between your thighs, pet. This all for me, pretty baby?”

You arched your back, willing him to taste you. “Y-yes, M-master.”

He watched as your tight pussy hole opened and closed around nothing, sending another wave of your juices flowing down between your crack to coat your puckering asshole.

“Now this…” he put one of his knees down, then the other. “...This I’ve been dying to taste all night.” His long tongue darted out of his mouth as he dipped his head down and began to lap and suck at the soft flesh between your legs. “Mmm so fucking delicious. It’s been too long since I’ve tasted a woman’s arousal.” He switched and licked a long, languid line along your other inner thigh. “God! Even longer since I’ve tasted one as good as yours, angel.” He sucked and slurped, collecting every last drop of your essence from your thighs, leaving little bruises on your skin as he went.

Once he’d licked your inner thighs clean, he went right for the source.

His big, strong hands pushed your thighs further apart. He flattened his wide tongue over your sex and dragged it from your winking hole upwards along your plump pussy lips. Your breathy moan was replaced by a sharp gasp when he flicked the pointed tip of his tongue over your erect clit. Without thinking, your hands flew to his hair. He stopped moving and pulled his tongue back into his mouth. Oh shit. 

Only his eyes moved, rolling up to look at you. “Did I say you could fucking touch me?”

With your eyes wide open, you covered your mouth with both hands and shook your head. 

“You’re in a rather compromising position to be misbehaving, wouldn’t you agree?”

You slowly pulled your hands away from your face, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. You knew you were pushing his patience, something much of which he didn’t particularly have to begin with. “Yes, M-Master. I wasn’t thinking. Please? Give me another chance?”

His cheek kissed his teeth. “I’ll give you one more chance, pet. Misbehave again and I will punish you. Do you understand me?” The heat of every word fanned over your dripping cunt. 

You nodded frantically. “Y-yes! Of course, Master!”

A dark chuckle rumbled in his chest. “You’re lucky you’re so cute. Besides, this pussy of yours is a fucking delicacy and I intend to devour it.”

And devour it he did. He alternated between prodding your hole with his slithering tongue and sucking your soul from your clit. Carding your fingers into your own hair, your thighs trembling, you rocked your hips as he wore you down. He growled, the vibration sending yet another thread of pleasure coursing through your body. His fingers began to play at your entrance making you tense up at the thought of those sharp fingernails. But interrupting or questioning him would be even more dangerous, so you kept your mouth shut. 

“Relax, angel. I know what I’m doing,” your host murmured, his lips moving against you.

Sure enough, he slipped two fingers inside you without so much as a pinch. He watched your eyelids flutter closed, a self-satisfied grin creeping across his face. He carefully massaged that unmistakable ribbed pad of flesh less than a finger-length inside you. 

“Oh god!” you cried. 

“Yes, angel?”

“Fuck, feels so good.”

With a low chuckle he latched onto your clit again, sucking it loudly as his fingers began to tug on your g-spot. 

Your back arched, leaving nothing but space between your shoulder blades and ass. Sukuna slurped away at your messy cunt, a mixture of your slick and his saliva dripping from his chin and landing between his knees. 

Your legs began to shake uncontrollably and he knew. He tugged harder at your sweet spot while flicking his tongue over your clit at an inhuman speed. 

“Mm! Oh fuck! Fuck, M-Master Sukuna, please!”

He groaned at the way your clenching pussy sucked on his fingers as your juices filled the huge palm of his hand and spilled over the sides. Your breasts heaved in the air as your pounding heart rattled your rib cage. 

He withdrew his fingers and stood up, shirking his kimono off his shoulders before it fell into a heap at his feet. 

“Well, well. Isn’t that just a picture perfect sight? You haven’t even had my cock yet and you’re already too weak to move.”

He leaned over your trembling form, digging his nails into the fabric of your camisole. With one swift jerk of his hands he ripped it apart, sending pieces of the thin material fluttering around you like papier-mâché.

He opened his mouth wide around your jugular to feel it pulse against his tongue. His heavy cock thumped against your clit as his sharp canines scraped along the length of your neck, not enough to break the skin, but enough to leave matching trails of red welts in their wake.

“That’s too bad, angel, because I’m nowhere near finished with you yet,” he growled.

You whimpered beneath him when the soft texture of his tongue dragged between your breasts. He licked the sweat from your cleavage before sucking one of your budded nipples into his mouth. You obliged him, jutting your tit deeper into his hot, wet cavern. He pulled away, a string of spit bridging the gap between your nipple and his bottom lip, before lapping just as hungrily at the other one. 

He was still licking his chops when he scooped up your limp body and sat back down on his throne. His cock had grown impossibly hard again, his hips already beginning to roll of their own accord as he situated you on top of him. 

You straddled his bare thighs, two thick black bands underneath each ass cheek. You’d come back to your senses enough to know what was to come, but you were having a bit of trouble balancing yourself on top of him. You began to lean but he caught you. 

“Tsk. You look so adorably pathetic right now, pet. Tell you what. Since you can’t seem to even sit on your own, I’ll let you use me as leverage. Come on, put your hands on me.”

You leaned forward and placed your palms flat down on the sculpted plane of his stomach.

“Thank you, Master. So gracious of you.”

“Don’t mention it. It’s for my benefit, not yours. You’re here to pleasure me. Lucky for you, feeling your cute little cunt squeeze and suck on my fingers and cock gives me immense pleasure.”

He grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and yanked you along his thighs until his leaking cock was sandwiched between your slippery pussy lips and his lower abdomen. You cried out at the sudden stimulation to your still-twitching clit. But the rough texture of the underside of your Lord’s thick shaft proved heavenly and you began rocking your hips.

You leaned forward to rest your head on his chest as you worked yourself into a frenzy, riding your Master like a steed. You were whining, nearly sobbing, begging him to fill you up.

“Listen to that sweet, precious sound. Like music to my fucking ears. Mmm…such a good fucking girl, yeah? You deserve to beg for my fat cock. You want it, sweetheart?”

“God, please yes! Need your cock, Master!” You squirmed on his lap, chanting a string of pitiful pleas.

“How can I say no to such a needy whore?”

He lifted you up by your ass while his other hand reached around to guide his huge, drooling mushroom tip to your aching cunt hole. You shuddered against him as he began to push inside you. He let you lower yourself down onto him slowly, the rim of your tight hole twitching and burning as it stretched around his monstrous girth.

Broken whimpers of his name fell from your lips all the way down; at the same time, his mouth fell open as a long groan of relief escaped him.

It had been over a thousand years since he’d buried his cock inside the tight warmth of a soft pussy. In all honesty yours had been well worth the wait, but feeling you swallow him whole stirred the feral beast within from his slumber.

He picked you up by your ass until only the tip remained inside, your flesh dimpling under his fingertips. Without warning he brutally slammed you back down, impaling you on his angry cock.

You screamed, clawing at his chest as you threw your head back in agony. He repeated the process, picking up his pace with every thrust of his hips against your reddening bottom.

“M-master! It hahhh! It hurts!” you wailed. “Too big! No! Please stop, you’re hurting me!”

The plump veins running the length of his cock dragged against your succulent walls, rolling under his skin as he pumped himself in and out of your pussy with force. There was his derisive laughter again.

“Such an ungrateful fucking pet!” He huffed and puffed as he spoke, still spearing you on his throbbing cock. “You beg me to fuck you so I fuck you! Now you’re begging me to stop! Like hell! You’re my plaything now. As of tonight, you're the devil’s bride and I’m going to fuck you until that weeping pussy of yours knows only my shape, my size! You’ll never be able to cum on another cock after I’m done with you, angel! Only mine!” he hissed.

He dug his fingertips deeper into the plush of your ass, his nails beginning to puncture your sensitive skin. Small trails of blood trickled down as Sukuna’s hard, slick-coated thighs slapped against your cheeks. 

“God please! No! Stop! I never said I wanted that!” you cried, trying to claw at his face but he caught your wrists. He easily bound them with one hand, keeping a painfully firm grip on your butt with the other. 

“Guess you should’ve done your fucking homework, angel. The second I penetrated you, you were claimed!” 

But you had done your homework. You knew everything there was to know about Ryoumen Sukuna - the man, the shaman, the curse. Your mind reeled, thoughts racing, poring through the bits of data you’d collected about him over the years. Nothing you’d ever stumbled upon ever mentioned this. Or…was this how the binding contract worked when he took a mate in his domain? Fuckfuckfuck!

“You got yourself into this, pretty angel. Now you’re going to suffer the consequences!” He grunted every word in time with his powerful thrusts. 

Your sobs turned to whimpers as the pain gave way to pleasure. Deep down, this was what you ultimately desired. Your dreams were coming true. Or would it prove to be a nightmare?

You were snapped out of your thoughts when your host pressed the pad of his middle finger against your tiny asshole. Clenching harder around his cock from the stimulation, you stopped resisting him. You’d never been so wet in your life, your pussy making lewd squishing sounds as he pounded up into you. The unrelenting pleasure courtesy of Sukuna began to pool into a point of singularity deep inside your womb.

“Fuck, angel! Your little cunt is sucking on my cock so hard. You gonna cum for me? Hm? Gonna cum all over your Master’s loins?”

“Y-yes-s M-Mas-s-ter!” You were fucking him back now, bouncing up and down on him, your fingernails digging into his chest, holding on for dear life as he owned your pussy. With every wet clap of your plush ass against his thighs, you threw it back on him in hot pursuit of your release.

“Shit, that’s it, pet! Cum for your Master!” 

When he poked his fingertip into your little asshole you came apart around him, squirting your cum all over his abdomen and chest. 

“Yes, that’s it! Bathe me in your juices, pet!” Closing his eyes, Sukuna leaned back, grinning from ear to ear like he’d just been sprayed with cool, refreshing water on a hot summer day.

You chased your orgasm all the way to its end and your whole body went limp and collapsed on top of Sukuna. 

He rolled his eyes. “Tsk. There you go again, tapping out on me like the hopeless lightweight you are.” He chuckled as he gathered you up and positioned you on your back. “No matter. I’ll just use your body as my live sex doll, hm? Yes, such a submissive little cocksleeve.”

He positioned himself between your open legs, droplets of your slick still trickling down the hills and valleys of his delectable abs. You opened your eyes just in time to see him push his thick cockhead back inside you with a soft pop. 

You cried out, thighs clamping around his hips as they began to move. Fucking hell, he really was the perfect shape and size. If his was to be the only cock you’d have for the rest of your life, such as it was, you were grateful that it was also the very best. 

Sukuna pried your thighs away from him and pushed them open until your knees were out beside you. “Keep those sexy fucking legs open for me, pet! I’m gonna destroy that sweet fucking pussy!”

He slammed into you so hard it took your breath away. 

“Fuck! Master! That hurts!” you whined. “Please don’t, please!”

“Shut up!” he growled. “Didn’t I tell you there was going to be a punishment?”

“What did I do wrong, Master?” you cried, tits bouncing in time with his violent thrusts. “I thought you were giving me another chance!”

A maniacal smile was accompanied by a wilder than usual look in his eyes. “I changed my fucking mind!”

Sukuna laughed as horror shone in your watery eyes. He leaned over you and pounded into you like a wild animal.

“No! Nononono! Stop! Please don’t do this!”

He responded by plowing his beast of a cock into you even harder. “Thought I told you to shut up, pet!” He reached for his discarded scarf and gagged you with it, tying it behind your head. 

“Now listen! The sorcerers - they’re going to try to kill me. That’s not gonna happen, but just in case, I’m going to take out a little insurance policy.”

Your tear-filled eyes looked up at him with a combination of fear and confusion. 

“Or, more accurately, a whole litter of them.”

Litter?

He leaned in closer, his breath hot against your cheek. “I know you’re fertile right now, angel. I could smell it from miles away. I’m going to breed you, hm? Pump that cunt of yours full of my black demon seed!”

As more laughter erupted from him, you shook your head frantically. Your pleas were little more than mumbles through his scarf. 

Sukuna started to move inside you again, bullying your sore cunt with his huge cock. You tried to push him off you, but that was futile. So you started swinging and clawing at whatever you could reach, but he was able to block or dodge every punch you threw.

“Ooh feisty! I like it!” he mocked, his ass and thighs flexing as he mercilessly fucked his cock into you with all his strength.

Screaming into your gag, you began squirming and kicking his legs, distracting him enough from your hands that you were finally able to drag your nails across the side of his face.

“Okay, now you’re just being annoying!”

He grabbed a long scrap of your camisole and wrapped it around your wrists, binding them together before manhandling your thighs back open. Gripping the backs of your thighs, he pushed your knees back towards your ears.

“Why don’t you just let go of your pride already, angel? Who do you think you’re fooling? Me? Hah? After all the nights you laid like this in your own bed, on your back with your legs spread wide, screaming my name while bullying your own pussy with the biggest fucking dildo you could handle?! The only one you’re fooling here is yourself! Just stop fighting it! I’m driving my fat cock deep into your slippery cunt just like you’ve always wanted! Now take it! Let me fuck you until you can’t fucking walk! Scream my name like I’ve heard you do so many times before!”

You reached up with your bound hands, grabbed two fistsful of his powder pink hair, and began tugging and yanking with all your might. 

He moaned. “That’s just gonna make me cum faster, pet!” He quickly pulled the gag out of your mouth. “Scream my fucking name, human! Sukuna! Say it!”

Fuck him for making your pussy clench around his delicious cock again. You were still crying, but he was right. You’d been trying to fight the pleasure that he’d been pushing into you like tidal waves. “SUKUNA!”

“Oh fuck, that’s it baby girl! Again!” 

You were pumping your hips up to meet his thrusts now, tears streaming across your temples, pussy tightening into a vice-like grip around his pistoning cock. “SUKUNAAAA!”

“Ahh so fucking sweet!” He looked down to where he was plowing his cock into you. “Look at these beautiful creamy rings you’ve made on my dick.”

You raised your head up to see. You were right. His black tattoos did contrast nicely with your white pussy cream. You watched his cock glide in and out of you as even more of your essence collected under the thick head.

Your head fell back again when your pussy began to convulse around his veiny girth. “Oh god! Sukuna?! You’re gonna make me cum again!”

“Fuck yeah, good girl! I want that cunt pulsing when I fill you with my jizz!”

With one final scream of his name, you came hard, milking Sukuna’s cock of his seed. 

“Shit, that’s it! So perfect! Gonna fucking cum so hard and watch your belly grow plump with my spawn!”

He grunted and slammed his cock into you, making sure to get deep enough so his cockhead peeked through the opening of your cervix.

“Fuck!” he growled, his cock jerking as it released long ropes of his thick, black cum, spilling the contents of his tightened balls into your womb. He unloaded so much into you that your lower tummy began to swell, your womb stretching to accommodate all his semen.

Panting, your king kept you pressed beneath him, resting your ankles on the sinew of his inked shoulder. He wanted to ensure that as much of his sperm as possible would take hold and seed you.

After a few minutes he finally dismounted you, pulling his softening-but-still-very-thick cock out with an audible gush of his dark, hot cum.

~ epilogue ~

He rolled over and collapsed next to you. “Give me a few minutes to rest and I’ll show you to your cage, pet.”

“Cage?” you asked incredulously. “I thought we’re, like, married now or something?”

“We basically are, but as long as you’re still trying to claw my eyes out while I’m fucking you, you’re not fucking sleeping with me!”

“You were hurting me, Sukuna!”

“Oh and clawing someone’s face off doesn’t hurt?!”

“Can you just try being a little gentler? Maybe ease me into this?”

He turned his head to face you and scoffed. “Ease you into this? Have you even met me?”

“Can’t you make an exception or two for the fucking mother of your children?”

“Fucking relax, angel! I’m gonna take real good care of you. Trust me.”

“Says the arguably least trustworthy guy ever?”

“What?! I’m letting you call me by my name! I’m not even mad that you’re speaking so freely to me! Rather flippantly too, I might add!”

“You’re impossible.”

"Come on, let's go. I'm taking you to your cage."

"Such a gentleman..."

And just like that, it was like you’d been married for half a century.