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black ✮ twenty ✮ satoru’s wife & sugar baby of sukuna (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

✰ nsfw & occasional sfw

✰ i write mostly for jjk but will write for demon slayer, aot and csm

toji fucks you so good your ears start ringing (˶>⩊<˶)

it didn’t start right away. the first two times the both of you got intimate, it was soft and caring, like he was trying to prove something to you. 

“did you cum?”

already getting out of the bed to grab a cigarette and put on his sweatpants, not a bead of sweat on either of your foreheads, and all you let out is a tiny "mhm."

that was the second time, and you already started to accept that maybe y'all just weren’t compatible until the magical third time that started a pattern. 

“AH! ah, fuck, mmmf.”

pushing your face into the pillow, drool on different parts of the bed from all the places he put you. 

his hand gripping the back of your neck, holding you in place while slamming his hips into your ass, his eyes stuck on the ripples your ass makes every time. 

a deep groan in the middle of his chest, putting one foot on the bed for a steadier hold on you. 

he pushes deeper inside of you if that’s even possible, and you spasm, your ears ringing; you don’t realize you came, but he does, and he keeps going. 

your whole body is numb, but you can still feel your pussy, and toji can definitely feel the warmness coating the bedsheets right beneath where you and he connect. 

that was the best sex you ever had; you were baffled by the complete change. 

it started happening again and again; every time your ear would ring on the first orgasm and continue on. 

when it first happened, you thought something unfortunate happened nearby, only to find out toji was fucking you so hard your ears just… gave up. 

he mostly has you in doggy because that’s where he can go deep and touch the furthest parts of you while touching your soft ass. 

so when he has you pinned down by the neck while you pant like a dehydrated dog and your body is limp, there’s nothing else your body can do but give in.

“keep it in the air now."

pushing himself deeper inside of you, rolling his hips, making you jolt and squirm, a faint whimper leaving your mouth while he smacks your ass repeatedly, making sure you don’t lose your position. 

the ringing in your ear is non-stop; the sound is louder now that another wave is moving through your body. 

toji knows because you told him, and he finds it amusing, smirking whenever he feels you tighten around his dick. 

“can you hear me? huh? hey, I'm talking to you.”

laughing while he pats his ass, his cum all down his shaft and inside of you. 

satoru accidentally uses an aphrodisiac (˶˃⤙˂˶)

it's not unusual for you to leave things sitting around in the house and for satoru to pick them up. 

this time you brought home a pretty pink and purple drink in the bottle and left it on the counter, forgetting about it. 

an hour later, satoru comes home, picking it up and taking a look at the name and nothing further before opening it and drinking it. neither of you had any idea what was in the bottle, so when he started acting weird, you were confused. 

it only takes an hour for the aphrodisiac to kick in all the way; his pupils dilated big, and his dick was standing so far at attention it was aching and throbbing to the point it was hurting. 

he needs to be inside of you now. 

it's like a chip is implemented in his brain where the only program direction is to fuck your brains out until you milk all the cum out of his dick until it's not possible for him to cum days after this. 

satoru is already a horny dog, so the aphrodisiac running through his systems is doing numbers on him, beads of sweat forming and running down his face. 

you’re on the couch completely unaware of what’s happening. 

he walks over, standing and blocking your view of the tv with his dick right in your face, quickly unzipping his pants and sliding them down with his briefs.

cum is already leaking down his shaft. all he did was think about you, and he finished, but that isn’t stopping him because he wants the real thing. 

he wants your warm tight walls clinging to his pathetic dick, milking him for all he’s worth. 

a warm pink spread across his cheeks and thighs, his body warm with pleasure and anticipation, waiting for you to wrap your hand around his dick and give him what he wants. 

drool forming in the corner of his mouth, and he's about to pounce on you until you dip your head and lick the tip of his dick, a small moan coming from you and a deep groan coming from him.

this feels like heaven to him, and that is a heavy understatement for what it is that he is feeling.

there’s a feeling all over his body right now; it feels like tiny kisses and little licks. his body is trembling, and he feels like at any moment he’s going to pass out. 

he can barely stand; his head is so fucking tingly he can’t think, his tongue is numb, and he’s buzzing. his fingernails are digging into the palm of his hand, but he still can't focus. 

“more… fuck, stop.” 

grabbing the back of your head and pushing his hips so his dick is fucking the back of your throat, he doesn’t go more than 30 seconds without finishing all down your throat. 

your hands find your thighs, quickly squeezing, and he groans, pulling out and grabbing your arm, turning you around, and snatching down your pajama pants. 

a warm sensation is running down his nose; he doesn’t even care that he has a nosebleed because he slides himself in deep, another low groan coming out of him and a choked-out sob. 

the aphrodisiac makes it out like you're squeezing him tighter than you actually are; it feels so good he cums right on impact, sobbing. his forehead dropping to your back, his hands on your hips tight. 

“baby?” 

trying to turn towards him, but his grip on you is tight, he starts thrusting again, more drool dripping out of his mouth. he keeps crying and cumming.

it's only been ten minutes, and when he pulls out, so much cum is coming out of you, and he stares at it, his dick bright red and still stiff. his eyes glow a little, and he groans and collapses on the floor, passing out. 

eating your pussy is the closest sukuna will get to eating you (˶˃⤙˂˶)

eating you would cause him many lifetimes of misery, and he doesn’t want that; he wants to keep you for as long as he can. preserve you, have you as a personal pet, so eating is off the table… for now. 

when sukuna first got a taste of the surface of your flesh and how your flavor just seemed to melt on his tongue, he was hooked. 

there’s almost a light saltiness to your mound when he first brings his mouth to it, a deep sweetness when his tongue swirls around your clit and between your folds. 

he wasn’t expecting the similarity to be so different but all in the same because he still craved you. 

sukuna wants to consume you from the bottom up. 

when he has you on his face, the base of his tongue sliding back and forth over your clit and then diving the tip of his tongue in your wet, dripping hole, he knows he’s going to have to resist taking a bite, be gentle, and be soft, like how you want, but he’s a monster; that isn’t in his nature. 

it’s so fucking hard doing kitten strokes over that pretty pussy, being in control of himself and not working on impulse. 

he knows how easy it is on the height difference alone and his advantage on arms; you’ll be a good snack, that’s all, not a full meal like he wants. 

so when his tongue is salivating watching you, he knows he’ll never be satisfied. 

sukuna isn’t eating for sexual pleasure; he’s eating for your taste. 

even though you’re moaning and watching your back while holding a tight grip on his hair, having orgasm after orgasm, he’s not doing it to make you happy. 

there’s times when he’s just not satisfied with it; he’ll be licking for hours, and it still isn’t enough. 

that’s when he’ll take a tiny nip, making you squeak, tugging at his hair, and arching your back more. 

“s-sukuna! not too hard, okay?”

staring down at him while he continues nipping at you, sliding his tongue over the marks to soothe you. 

a finger tracing over your hips while he does it. 

whenever he’s feeling hungry for you, he knows just where to go: home, right in between your thighs. 

licking and nipping until he gets tired, not until the craving goes away, because he knows it never will. 

toji is fascinated by your panties

toji has been your roommate for six months; you have not had any complaints because he never talks to you and rent is cheap. 

at first, toji didn't really care for you; he just wanted his peace and quiet, and everything would be good, but that was until he saw the money shot one night. 

it's like any other friday where you’re stumbling inside after a night out with tiny clothes on, but this time your panties could be seen; if you can even call them that, they barely cover your ass cheeks. 

when toji’s eyes glide from the tv right to those bright pink lace panties, he immediately pulls out his phone, subtly taking as many pictures as he can while his sweatpants grow a tiny wet spot. 

“you need help?”

finally speaking up as he watches you fumble with your heels just trying to get to bed and you giggle kicking them off and waving one hand while the other twists the doorknob to your room open. 

“no no no its fine, night.”

he thought this was pure luck on his side, so he took matters into his own hands when it came to getting panty shots also known as “creep shots” to normal people. 

the pictures of you in his phone accumulates fast over time. 

when you’re in the kitchen he’s in the kitchen pretending to get something when in reality his finger is tapping quickly taking pictures of your ass or subtly sliding it under your skirt. 

there’s even a cute designated folder for you that he jerks off to almost every night, grunting and imagining all the times he could’ve easily bent you over and fucked the shit out of you. 

of course you noticed that he was around you more, but it didn't click that he had any ulterior motives; you just thought he was more comfortable having you around, knowing how hard it is for someone to move a random person in. 

because of this, you went out of your way to initiate little things like watching tv together or sitting down and eating together. toji said yes. why wouldn’t he? having more access to you is exactly what he wants. 

the folder on his phone is even more filled now, but now he's unsatisfied because it's just too easy now. he liked the fact that he could catch you in the kitchen and start taking pictures; now it has lost its charm, making him go lower. 

it's friday night, meaning you're out and he’s home, making his way into your room for the first time. 

when he walks in he takes a mintue to soak up your scent, palming himself while walking to the dresser. 

the dresser rocks as he pulls out every drawer, the first two filled with bras and panties in disarray. he pulls out his phone and starts taking pictures of them, pulling out one of the lacey panties and one catches his eye, its a deep purple with thin lace. 

he takes them and lays them on your bed and pulls his sweatpants down and starts jerking off over them. grunting and looking over at the picture you have of yourself and some friends, staring at you. 

now pretending you’re under him waiting to take his cum, looking up desperately.

his tip is red and throbbing almost vibrating with anticipating, his cum right on the edge waiting to come out, his heart beating out of his chest and his hand squeezing tighter around his dick.

he’s almost there, he just needs one more mintue, one more thats all, until the front door click opens. toji spills all over your panties and onto your comforter, taking a moment to collect himself. 

there is cum everywhere on the comforter from how far it shot out. he knows he has time because of how you are on friday nights. 

he balls your panties up, stuffing them back into your drawer, closing the bottom one with his foot, and closing the rest. 

out in the doorway youre trying to steady yourself to get in your room, laughing and grounding yourself while toji slips in your bathroom grabbing a towel and wiping the cum from the comforter. 

its not clean and a little noticeable but he’s confident that you’ll strike it down to a random stain you forgot you made. 

he comes out and you’re still standing bye the front door. 

“you need help?”

one hand in his pocket and you look up softly smiling and nod, he helps you into your room laying on the same bed he made a mess in.

suguru your demon boyfriend (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

your boyfriend of 3 years is possessed by a sex-obsessed demon, aka an incubus.

suguru was never super sexual; of course, the both of you had sex a good amount, but it wasn’t obnoxious. things started getting weird a few months ago. 

at first it started as dreams, suguru prying your legs open. licking stripes up and down your wet slit, your taste gathering on his tongue.

in the dreams you could never see his face, only his long hair beautifully hiding his face, taking your hand, putting it in his hair, wanting to move it to see his face, but something was stopping you. 

but that didn’t strike you as weird; the night fucking did. 

you’ll be sleeping nicely, and then you would hear the floor creak and suguru softly pull the comforter from over you, making you shift and wake up. 

“i want you… right now.” 

the light illuminates his face, his eyes almost light in a glow, and you’re too sleepy to ask questions, so you pull him down in between your legs, putting the comforter over the both of you. 

you softly kiss his cheek, adjusting yourself while he strokes himself over your soaking pussy. 

“are you okay?” 

your voice is soft while you look up at him, not really grasping what’s going on, just thinking your boyfriend is horny late at night. 

suguru doesn’t reply and instead slides himself inside of you slowly with a low groan, putting his face in the crook of your neck so he can smell everything.

he drives deeper when he hears you gasp, clawing his back while he gets faster; it felt so different but amazing, like he was bringing your soul out inch by inch while keeping you grounded in your body. 

This was only the tip of the iceberg. 

it became routine at this point: no sex in the morning, afternoon, or start of the night, and instead right at twelve when the moon would be shining through the curtains. he’ll put you in different positions and drive you to the point where you feel like your body is holding onto this intensity and cum right inside of you while he breathes you in. 

nothing is suspicious to you because he acts like regular suguru during the day: loving, funny, and everything under the sun.

there’s no complaining when he wakes you up now; your body has grown to love it because he’s marked you. 

the first time the incubus took over his body and saw that beautiful face of yours, he knew he couldn’t let you go, and so he marked you. putting his hand over your abdomen, talking to it while you slept right before waking you up. 

a glowing mark now marked on you for only him to see, knowing you’re his. 

when he’s fucking you and you’re letting out orgasm after orgasm, making a mess all over his dick while tears pour out, you’re giving him little bits of your soul every time. 

when it's too good, almost like you’re floating, you’ll get nosebleeds, clutching onto him like a lifeline while you squeeze around his dick, making sure he pumps you full with cum. 

his eyes glowing when the both of you cum at the same time, watching how your mark lights up, connecting to him. 

nsfw alphabet w/suguru

a = aftercare: by the time suguru is done with you you’re out like a light, he’s still sweating on top of you, trying to slide himself out of you but your walls keep him locked in. 

he’ll finally pull out and wipe you down then put you on his chest, watching you sleep until he eventually dozes off. 

b = boobs: suguru loves your boobs and the way that they fill his hand, how hard and reactive your nipples get when he rubs them and how they feel in his mouth when he’s covering them in hickies and spit. 

c = cunt: suguru gets your cunt soaked. he likes when you wear tiny things that your messy cunt messes up in just an hour because of the way he teases you. 

d = dick: his dick is 7 inches hard with a nice girth. its not too wide but not small either, you can feel it in your stomach when he has you face down ass up taking it in back to back strokes, no 5 second breaks. when he pulls out hes back in a second, touching every little spot that turns you into a sprinkler. 

e = experience: suguru has a lot of experience which brings you pleasure that you've never got before.

f = forcing : he likes forcing you to take his dick. suguru taught you well, he knows you can take it and make him cum in under five minutes if you really put your mind to it and work your throat the way he told you too while the tears in your eyes burned and poured every few seconds.

g = gagging : suguru loves when you gag on his dick, the bubbles from your saliva building up on his dick and your throating tightening around the head of it every time he bucked his hips into you. his hand on the back of your head making sure you don’t breathe until you make him finish. 

h = hair : he makes sure you use his hair as a handle when he’s in between your soft thighs. moaning every time you pull it when his tongue runs over your clit making your body tense from the intensity, tugging harder and harder each time.

i = intimacy : suguru loves taking care of you. he makes sure every time he’s touching you he does it softly, he is never letting thing go fast, he takes things slow. softly kissing in between your tits all the way down to your pussy, light touches all around. 

j = jerking off : every time his hand wraps around his dick his mind drifts to you every single time, your pretty face and the way you smell, your laugh when he tells a corny joke. sometimes he can’t help himself and does it three times in a row, letting his cum coat his hand. 

k = kinks : suguru is very open minded, a few of his kinks are - bondage, impact play, voyeurism, breeding, cum eating, edging. 

l = lewd : the sounds that come from your pussy when he’s sliding in and out of you is a sound that suguru wishes to listens to every time he’s trying to relax or when he’s doing errands. 

m = morning : the morning after is always the best because he gets to go another round when you’re freshly waked, softly spreading your thighs and eating you out first, taking his time with you making sure to savor the taste. 

n = nudes : suguru has a folder full of your nudes, looking at them every day and every night with a hand in his pants his eyes glued to the screen and his tip leaking down his shaft, all of it just for you. 

o = orgasm : the orgasms he gets with you feels like ten in one. he spasms a little while his eyes get heavy and his dick gets stiff. it all comes crashing down at him at once, tightening his grip on you to make you stay, making him ride it out. 

p = pearl necklace : when you’re on your knees staring up at suguru eager for his cum he doesnt waste time giving it to you especially since you’re so good for him, letting his warm cum fall on your chest, slowly stroking himself teasing you. 

q = quickie : suguru goes out of his way not to have quick fucks because he wants to savor and feel you but the adrenaline he gets when you’re bent over taking it in a bathroom at a restaurant is unmatched.

r = raw : he doesn’t like fucking you with a condom, it’s too much of a barrier. he wants to feel the warm slickness coating his dick when you squirt. 

s = squirt : suguru knows how to work his mouth and fingers, he knew how to eat pussy before knowing how to properly fuck. so when he made you squirt for the first time he got greedy for it. all he wanted every time he was between those thighs is for you to make an unapologetic mess right on his face. 

t = tempting: he can’t hold back when it comes to you. he knows you put on certain things to make him lose his mind but he cant even sit with that feeling because all he wants to do is take it off.

u = united : whenever he is inside of you he feels united. like he’s fucking you for the first time after a month of not seeing each other when in reality he fucked you last night. that’s the beauty of it and the way he sees you, you always feel like the first time he was inside of you. 

v = voluptuous : he loves your body and how your bodies mold together, like you were made for each other. the way your ass jiggles when he has you on all fours, your curves and how beautiful they are, his fingers sinking into your soft thighs. 

w = wild : his hair gets wild after sex, leaving you to fix it if it gets really crazy. laying in between your legs while you gently brush out the knots that formed. 

x = x rated : this page is x rated, just like when suguru picks you up and fucks you against the wall… that’s x rated. 

y = yummy : suguru’s cum is not off putting, not too salty or bitter, that’s why you prefer when its in your mouth, because it actually tastes good. 

basically , each letter is meant to represent a certain kink , sexual characteristic or preference , or something that pertains to sex in general . you write them based on what you believe they would be like for that certain character .

lets use suguru as an example

a for after care ( the one for a ive most commonly seen ) - how you think after care with suguru would be

b for bondage ( or breeding , or whatever you want that begins with b ) - would he like bondage , if he does , how would he do it ? how often , etc .

its almost like headcanons , except you write them for the certain thing you chose that letter to be one .

hope this explanation is good , because im not the best at explaining , lol .