concubine!reader bathing trueform!sukuna who's shameless about what's his.

it's not unheard for the king of curses to accept consultations from his advisers and soldiers while in his bathing chambers. of course, it takes some getting used to from everyone, but it's not as if they haven't seen worse.

you, however, don't think you'll get used to the feeling of one of sukuna's cocks sliding in and out of your sloppy cunt beneath the bubbles, fingers trembling as you try in vain to massage the shampoo into his hair.

what started as you simply being tasked to bathe lord sukuna for the evening quickly escalated into one pair of his arms bouncing you up and down on his lap, your whines music to his ears from how it feels to have his mushroom tip grind into what feels like the deepest part of your soul.

groans of pleasure escape his mouth from how deliciously tight your tiny pussy grips around him, his strong hands digging into the thick flesh of your ass ever so tighter than before as if to punish your body for attempting to undo his composure.

your bliss is interrupted as a knock sounds at the sliding doors of the bathing chamber and your breath hitches as you halt your ministrations in his hair, prompting a grunt of disapproval as he shoots you an annoyed look.

before you can clamber off his lap he shouts for whoever it is to enter, hands tightening around your hips as you whimper in surprise, his eyes narrowing at you as his voice comes out in a low, threatening growl, "you will stay right where you are, don't make me repeat myself."

so here you are, sukuna's cock dragging back and forth into the heat of your gummy walls as some cowering man discusses village offerings, foreign trade and whatnot... your brain gave up on thinking straight the moment one of his thumbs started rubbing your clit in a circular motion that has your hands gripping even tighter onto his broad shoulders.

and your king barely even looks affected, save for the slight pinch between his brows that is equal parts from the pleasure of your cunt trying to milk him from all his worth and irritation from the rambling of the servant in front of him that's stopping him from fully standing up and fucking up into your sweet pussy.

now you're barely able to keep the mewling of your pleasure at bay as you start to needily grind down onto his thick cock yourself, eyes squeezed shut from the amplified pleasure of being claimed so thoroughly in front of an onlooker in a way that has sukuna momentarily smirking as he watches your face; all the while the poor man at the door is practically shivering out of his boots, stumbling and sweating from the lewd display he's witnessing.

it only takes exactly three minutes for sukuna to lose his patience and snap at the pathetic, puny human to leave and come back with real concerns, and the moment the critter scurries out you yelp from just how quick the hulking male lays you on the edge of the pool and begins pounding into your now more than sopping hole.

"fuckin' rats. the next man to keep me from fucking my pet is a dead one."