#curseddabbles

Lately it’s been 34°C degrees outside, it’s like a burning sauna. Even though you’re inside the house with a fan in front of you, nothing is making things less heated.

“Baby I’m here!” Choso announces as he opens the door with a powerful push, bringing ice packs, snacks and among other things to alleviate this scorching heat. Making his way over and sitting down next to you.

Placing the stuff on his lap and immediately touching your neck. “You’re burning up, I think that’s why you’re very sensitive to the heat at the moment.” Caressing your neck with his thumb. “What are you talking about?” you’re perplexed by his words, his gaze dropping to where your lap is.

Okay, right now you are wrapped in a blanket but one minute it’s really hot and the next it’s…”c’mon, you’ll take some medicine and hopefully sleep over this fever.” He picks you up bridal style, taking you to the bedroom. Leaning your head against his chiseled chest.

You and Choso have been in a relationship together for a while, roughly four years. He’s so caring and attentive, sometimes you wonder how you wound up together. You’ve never been the type to commit but then again he was the full package.

He gave you your medicine and wrapped you snuggly in the blanket. “I’ll be in the living room, try to get some rest.” Tugging on the hem of his shirt, “don’t go, please stay.” Your weak voice was enough to convince him to not go anywhere.

It's not like he wanted to leave you, hesitating a bit before climbing in the bed and curling up close to you. Holding you so tightly. Soon you found yourself drifting away, sleep consuming you.

Choso is the best but every relationship has their flaws. Not like you’d actually considered it a flaw but most people would. He’s more…freaked out than the average person.

He’d fucked you anywhere, anytime, it didn’t matter. He just wanted to be inside of you. It was this longing to be enveloped by your pretty tight pussy—his words.

One time he fucked you behind the movie theater building, and you’re quite loud. You were almost caught in fact, Choso had you pinned against the wall, his cock driving in and out your cunt at a merciless pace.

Covering your mouth with his hand as your eyes roll back and your cum drips all over his cock.

Maybe that’s what drives him crazy, the sounds you make when he’s pounding you stupid. Leaving you a complete mess till you can barely remember your own name. Or maybe, it was the way you clenched around him. You’ve never asked him truly what really does it for him.

Nor was it like you didn’t like him violating your pussy whenever he felt the need to. It worked out for both of you and sometimes when he didn’t initiate things fast enough you’d get anxious, initiating things yourself.

Which explains your slight disappointment when you realize he’s no longer at your side. Fighting the drowsiness you had, you shift out of the bed. Your head’s a bit woozy, could be from you moving so quickly or maybe you’re still under the weather.

Tumbling as you began your search for Choso. As mentioned before, for some people Choso’s tendencies would seem like a flaw but to you it’s appealing. You basked in the thought that he wanted you to desperately.

So it’s no surprise, you’re now leaning against the doorway watching as he jerks himself off. A slight smile on your face. His long, slightly curved, veiny member on display, the mushroom-shaped tip glossy from how he'd frequently been wetting it.

Judging by the crumpled up papers around him, he’s done it a few times. Pathetically allowing your name to drip from his lips as he picks up the pace. It was cute, the fact that he left the room to not bother you.

That just makes you want him all the more, despite the way your body is feeling right now. Biting your bottom lip as he fists himself, letting out shaky breaths. His head falls back, hips jerking. 

You steady yourself over, standing in front of him. He sat there working himself to another lonely, agonizing orgasm. “Please baby, oh fuck.” Drinking in the sight of him and those feeble whimpers of his.

Quickly discarding your shorts and underwear, that’s when he must’ve realized. His head shot up facing you, “baby what are you doing out of bed? Are you alright?” standing up quicker than you could process, his attentive hands cupping your face holding you close.

“If you needed something you should’ve just texted me.” Brushing your hair out of your face as you were sweating, his tone filled with concern. You on the other hand, could barely keep up with what he’s saying, not like it was important, the only thing on your mind was that you wanted to be fucked.

Easily forgetting his hard erection is rubbing against your thigh right now, fuck, your hunger for him growing unbearable.

“Put it in.” You whispered in between slight labored breaths. Choso froze, he wasn’t sure he heard you correctly. Nor did you care, that minor reluctance of his was the window of opportunity you needed.

Lowering your hand to grab his cock, stroking him with care despite your impatience. Rubbing your thumb over the soft tip. His eyes quickly fall to your impatient movements. “Baby, you’re…sick.” His voice shaky.

Wetting his dick with your drool, the wet sounds enveloping the living room. Choso began to let out soft whimpers as you continued with your mindless movements.

Looking him in the eyes, an innocent smile with eyes that could barely stay open. That was his breaking point.

Next thing you knew you were on your back on the couch with your legs lifted, your body pulled close enough for Choso to rest his throbbing cock on top of your clit.

Simply giggling at how eager he was. “I’ll clean you up and take care of you when we’re finished. I promise.” Those soft words of his made your heart flutter.

Sliding his dick in between your slick folds, you were wetter than usual and…”Fuuuck, so warm.” His brows knitted, adjusting himself and shoving in further. Of course your sticky walls were warm, you have a fever after all. “Oh fuck.” Choso’s taken back by how hot your insides were but your head’s in the clouds at this point to even process what the fuck is going on.

Feeling as if his cock was burning up, yet he didn’t want to pull out at all. Bottoming out, a rather loud moan ripping from your throat.

He started to move at a slow pace but soon forgot the reality of the situation, he pushed your legs back some more, almost touching your shoulders. Grabbing the soft flesh of your thighs, your moans louder than usual and there’s no restraint anymore.

“Cho—so good. Don’t stop.” You mutter, his grip tightened around your thighs, fucking you like he’s never done before. “Won’t baby, d-don’t worry.” his voice strained as he pulled you in by your waist, making your stomach twist when he goes deeper touching that sweet spot, causing your hips to jerk.

“Right there, pretty?” His full attention on that spot, you’re humming in agreement and desperation. Those pretty sounds you were making was music to his ears, licking his thumb and guiding it over your clit. Rubbing tight circles that cause you to squirm. 

“N-n-not there.” You cry out as he stimulates you on both ends. Digging your nails into the pillow your head laid against. “I tried, baby. I wanted you to rest.” Gritting his teeth after he spoke those remorseful yet affectionate words.

Eyes fluttering shut, “Cho I’m s-so close.” your orgasm hits you quicker than you expected, your insides vibrating around his cock. “I’m sorry baby, so-so-so-so sorry.” Choso repeated over and over, you were puzzled as to why he would be sorry. It wasn’t till he pulled out and drove in rougher than before that you realized.

That wasn’t enough for him, he had no intention of stopping after your first orgasm.

Fucking you stupid and all you did was lay there and take it. You couldn’t even make any noise, just laying there, breathing heavily. “You feel so gooood, pretty warm pussy.” His words made you squirm, forcing more vocal reactions from you. Continuing to rub your swollen clit, this time sloppier.

“Nngh-fuck. N-n-no more-” Outright whining before he lets up from your clit, only to accommodate you before hammering you harder than before, his movements growing sloppier.

He pulls you by the chin, turning your head to face him. “Can I fill you up nice and good baby? My cum’ll make you feel better.” He reassured, his dick pulsating inside of you. You nod eagerly and that’s all he needed. A few more pumps and you both climaxed, his hot thick ropes of cum filling you up, mixing with your lewd juices that are just as warm as the inside of your pussy.

Legs spasming as you turn your head to the side, closing your eyes and drifting away before you know it. 

–

The light peeking through the window, shining in annoyingly. Eyes fluttering open, you’re met with Choso sitting in a chair near the bed. Leaning forward with a worrisome look on his face, elbows well-rested on his thighs. “I’m not doing that again to you while you’re sick.” His tone filled with fear.

A smile on your lips. “I do feel a lot better though.”

This is wild but others may be into it (I am others).

warnings: MDNI, fem!reader, age gaps, p in v, praises, DILF.

Unc!Kuna who you’ve met briefly at a few of the Itadori’s family gatherings. Yuji dragged you there because you had to meet the person he annoys with his crazy antics all the time. His eyes on you from the very first time Yuji brought a girl to a gathering.

Unc!Kuna who’s always wearing a tank top that shows off his beefy muscles, tattoos alongside both of his strong arms, pinkish hair that resembles Yuji’s with a few grey strands peeking out. A few scars on his face and arms as if he’d been in a lot of fights throughout his youth. He was in his mid forties, you’ve never quite had an interest in older men but he sure looked appetizing.

Unc!Kuna who seemed rather content when he found out you and Yuji are just friends. Asking all kinds of questions just to get to know you better all while using the weak excuse that he examines all of Yuji’s company (he doesn’t), just to make sure. Shutting Yuji up when he’s about to expose his uncle for lying.

Unc!Kuna who’d offer you snacks whenever you stopped by his place searching for Yuji, keeping your company till he showed up. Surprisingly, always having your favorite snacks on pure coincidence, ‘cause there’s no way he asked Yuji what kind of snacks were your favorite nor does he enjoy the way your face lights up whenever he shows up with said snacks.

Unc!Kuna who’d make your heart flutter whenever he complimented you on your hair or clothes and how you’re always so delicately dressed in vibrant colors with accessories to match. To which you’d shyly brush off because he must be only saying that to be nice.

Unc!Kuna who doesn’t seem bothered by your company, practically forcing Yuji to bring you over to his house more times than you should be. His place becoming your designated hang out spot, enjoying all kinds of stories he’d tell you about his youth, even pulling out pictures from when he was in a gang. He did have that bad guy vibe about him and it honestly wasn’t helping the fact that you were not supposed to be attracted to your best friend’s uncle.

Unc!Kuna who occasionally calls you ‘doll’. That being the only way he’d call you, you almost begin to think he doesn’t know your actual name. But of course he did, your precious name fell from his lips more than he’d like to admit. Late nights of him stroking his cock in your honor, zooming in on the pictures Yuji’d sent him, by his petition of course. His desires get the better of him, cumming pathetically to the sight of his nephew’s friend.

Unc!Kuna who found you by his doorstep with tears streaming down your face. A bad breakup between you and a boyfriend that Sukuna never cared to know about, picking up fragile pieces that should’ve been treated with care from the beginning. Perplexed when he learned that the reason you were crying is actually because you couldn’t beat the girl’s ass that you found him cheating with. He found it hilarious that you had this kind of fire in you.

Unc!Kuna who’d check up on you more regularly than he should. Inviting you over to his place without Yuji being there, just you and him talking about whatever. Crossing lines that you probably should’ve respected but now it’s too late, you’re in way too deep to even process things anymore. 

Sat on his lap, straddling him comfortably as you whined about how good he was pounding you. “M-Mr. S-S-Sukuna–” stumbling on your words.

“Ryo baby.” He corrected with a sly smirk on his lips, guiding you to bounce on his cock. Fingers digging in the soft flesh of your ass, flexing those broad muscles of his, loud slaps echoing throughout the whole house. “Go ahead, say it.” He ordered, hitting the right spot to make your head spin.

Prying sweet moans from your lips, you were sure his neighbors would be complaining afterwards. Rocking your hips as he soaks up those lovely expressions you made while your gummy walls hugged his dick. 

“C’mon sweetheart, cry out my name.” your lips trembled to call out his name, yet you didn’t feel it appropriate. Funny how that is where you draw the line.

With the amount of time you’ve known him, he’s been the type to get what he wants sooner or later. “Being naughty, huh? Weren’t you begging me to put it in? Least you can do is give an old man what he desires.” Tilting his head slightly to the side, a provoking gleam in those eyes of his.

Sukuna shifts his weight, angling so he can fuck you from underneath. His thrusts became brutal, “R-Ryo–so, ha! good.” eyes rolling to the back of your head as he used your body in whatever way he saw fit. “That’s it baby–mmm–takin’ me so well.” he praised in between grunts, groaning as your pussy clenched his shaft.

“Fuck–baby, haaa–you’re sucking me in.” His tone playful, moving his hands to your waist to steady you. Tears strayed from your eyes as he fucked you mercilessly, your head a complete blur.

Eyes heavy on the way his cock appeared and disappeared into your cunt. “Such a sweet pussy, you’ve always wanted this haven’t ya?” Shaking your head in dismissal, “Oh no baby, no need to lie.” He teases.

“N-no I–” you try to defend, he sits up properly, fucking you deeper. Ignoring your attempts to play off the fact that you’ve wanted him just as much as he wanted you. Making a mess of your body, you’ve never been fucked this way.

Pleasure building in your stomach, “p-please don’t s-s-stop.” Sukuna cracks a smile, “See, you can be honest, doll.” He relished in the way you responded so well to his touches. And his cock of course.

Picking you up from the couch, a soft gasp escaping you. “Mr. Suku–” “Ryo.” He said with a serious tone, the whole room went quiet as if making the mistake of calling him Mr. again would cause you to regret it. 

“Sorry–Mmmph!”” Mid-apology he raises you only to bring you crashing back down on his dick. Spilling more apologies with the faith hope he’ll go a bit easier. “Ryo–so nghh–”

“Use your words sweetheart, what is it?” Sukuna spoke with a soft gentleness and a look on his face like he’d do anything to please you right now. His thrusts, anything but gentle.

Just heavy breathing as you struggle to get the words out, “c-c-close.” you manage, a devilish grin ran across his lips. Fucking you hard while you drown his cock in your juices, pussy squeezing him tight! as your legs spasms, “Fuuckk–” Sukuna crashes his lips against yours, swallowing the loud cries that fell from those pretty lips.

A puddle in your mind, now filling you to the brim with his load. Holding you in place so you don’t spill a single drop. Pulling away from your swollen lips slowly to look you in the eyes, a crimson color you never truly acknowledge till this moment.

Both breathing heavy as you let this precious time pass. Taking a seat on the couch, sitting you on his lap nicely. “You did good, doll.” He praises, brushing a strand of hair from out of your face. Your cheeks hot with embarrassment.

How could you fuck your best friend’s uncle?

Pretty Divider by: @/pixopix