#prof!sukuna

He smirked in amusement at your display of brattiness. Then the pink haired gripped your neck tightly but not enough to hurt. Holding you enough to keep you in place, holding you to remind you you're his.

"ah!" you gasped only to be tugged closer to his chest. Sukuna taking the opening to shove his tongue into your now open mouth. He kissed you roughly, bullying your tongue with his own. Then you start drooling, saliva dripping down your jaw as he grunted, growling so beautifully you swore you had an eargasm, when he felt you clenching around him.

"F-fuck." he sucked your mouth and grinned, pulling away to stare at your cock drunk face.

Cheeks red, eyes hazy from lust and drooling as you wrapped your arms around his neck for support, tugging it for more kisses. His hips still thrusting erratically.

"You love it dont you? Love it when you get filled by my cock?" he smashed his lips back into your waiting mouth. Tongue twirling inside yours, like he was fucking you with it.

In, out. In, out, they go. The way he shoved his cock into your dripping cunt synched with how torridly he was kissing you. Bullying your body into heights of pleasure you're so familiar with.

He admired how pretty you looked being so full of him. Gripping one of your tits roughly as he slapped the other, grinning at your whines and moans, rutting in his cock more.

"ghga.. R-ryo.. F-fuck.. S-so good!"

Ryomen continued rearranging your insides. The way you clamped tight around him only spurring him more, cock getting harder as he thrusted deeper, filling you to the brim. His balls slapping against your pubis and you pulled him closer.

"You're such a dirty lil slut, aren't you? Letting your professor fuck you, make a mess out of this already dirty and wet cunt? All for an A+?" he bit you neck and you squealed, only for him to clamp a tight hand muffling your sounds.

"Shit." he hissed—either from you being so loud or from the pleasure, you're not sure. "You wanna get caught? Keep it down." and took off his palm from your mouth, only to slap one of your tits again, earning a loud whimper.

He throws his head back, droplets of sweat continued to pour down from his temple, making him seem like he just came out of a magazine. Ryomen feeling you squeezed him even tighter when he mentioned being caught. "Hah... Gh. Fuck." he rasped. "You wanna get caught do you? Wanna let them see how you're spread wide open like this and being stuffed by your professor's cum?"

He huffed and tugged your hair to pull your head back, exposing your neck. "I didn't hear you." he murmured with a lingering threat.

"Y-yes!yes! Wanna be stuffed by your cum, professor.." you scratched at his back, eliciting a deep moan from him as he left mouth opened kisses on your neck and your jaw, sucking hard enough to leave his mark.

"Ngha.. N-no. Don't leave marks, ryo." you whined and tried to push his face away.

His gaze turned sharp.

The room may be dark but the small light sipping under the small creak of the door is enough to cast a soft light inside. "I'll leave marks whenever I want to. Now be a good girl and—"

"Ryo.. No.." you shake your head. The idea of the other students seeing your hickeys is enough to increase the heat pooling into your core but the events that will ensue leaves a gnawing feeling on the pit of your stomach.

He growled and purposely thrusted sharply, making your back hit something from behind, cluttering it to the floor. "You're lucky you're pussy's so good." he growled and started licking instead.

You kept clawing at his back and tugging his hair as you sloppily kissed him. Feeling him tensing inside you, grinding against him more to chase that delicious friction.

"I'm c-close fuck..." he closed his eyes and slowed his thrusts, the expression he always has when he's holding it in. "Wanna make you cum on my cock first, brat. Wanna feel your tight pussy flutter around me.."

"o-ohmygod, ohmy fu—" ryomen's fingers grabbed whatever they could. Gripping you, roaming his hands around your smooth skin. Pinching your nipple and nibbling the other was enough to help build the heat on your core and push you over the edge, hard.

"c-cumming.. Cumming.. Ghga Ahh! F-fuck!" your started whining as you spasmed, legs trembled and pussy clamped tightly around his shaft. A toe curling orgasm shattering you from the inside, it burned deliciously.

"yes, hmm.. Fuck.. Pussy's so.. Tight." he grunted and drawled out your high by thrusting in and out slowly. It wasn't long before he painted your insides with his warm hot semen, splurting inside and filling your womb.

No one moved an inch. He's still gripping you and supporting your now pliant and exhausted body. Head plopping down on his chest like a ragdoll.

After a few moments of pants and heavy labored breathing as you both soaked in the feeling of your highs. He pulled out with a grunt.

You felt his cum leaking out of your gaping used pussy. You couldn't see what's happening inside the dim room but you heard a plastic being opened then felt a cool sensation being wiped from your front to back.

"Ah!"

"Ow! What the fuck was that for?" the pink haired huffed, hands holding your wrist to stop you from landing a second slap. Atleast you assumed you hit his face or accidentally poked his eye.

"Warning next time!"

"I'm wiping you, brat. Now sit still or I'll leave you dripping here. You want to walk outside leaking cum in hallways or something?"

You pursed your lip and allowed him. Letting him continue cleaning you with wet wipes.

You hissed when light coming from his phone blinded your eyes.

"If that's a camera flash recording and not a flashlight I'm fucking kicking you." you glared at the man who's slightly bending down in front of you. "And what's taking so looong. One wipe is fine you ass—"

"Always so bratty. Always whining." he nudged your thighs open, eyes taking in your cum leaking pussy. You're sure he's prolonging it on purposed just for the fun of it. What an asshole. "There. Done." he resumed standing and disposed the wipes in the bin near him.

You began grabbing your clothes, aware of their placement even though it's dark. Wearing them back on hurriedly, one by one.

The cool sensation in between your legs made you turn to the blonde who— you assumed from the clinks— is already buckling his belt. "Where's my underwear?" you asked, taking your phone out to flash a light in front of his eyes back.

Him glaring at you and eyes crunched and adjusting to the blares, he picked something up on the floor a few inches away from his feet. "You mean this thing?"

You gaped in shock. "Wtf, Ryo! They're ripped!"

He shrugged. "I'll buy you new ones. I hated them anyways."

"Easy for you to say! You're not the one who'd spend her remaining afternoon classes butt naked!"

"It'll be nice to feel some fresh air, woman."

"Fuck you. I'm never helping you grade your papers again!" you hissed and walked to the door only to be pulled back to bump into him, your palms on his chest.

He chuckled softly, the sound reverberating through his chest beneath your palm. "Stop whining and attend your classes, already. You don't wanna miss more lessons and beg me to fuck you again for some extra credit, do you?" he lands a gentle peck on the side of your jaw, gently pushing you towards the door to leave.

You hissed and gave him the finger, leaving the janitor's closet room first to tailgate to your afternoon first period. He'll leave after a few mins to not draw attention. Aware of the usual routine you've both been subjecting your vacant periods to.

Feeling the cool air on your pussy wasn't comfortable at all. But that lil quickie was fucking worth it. Taking your assigned seat in in the front, the students scrambled to their seats too when the professor arrived.

"Okay, class. Open your books to page 69—"

You sat up straight, couldn't help but overhear the three students grumbling near you.

"Wow. I was late once and I got kicked out."

"No good afternoon nor an apology for being late, huh."

"Professors are allowed to be late you dolt. Shut up before he hears you."

You looked up to see the teacher who sports a stoic expression on as he placed his things on the table. Opening a book on his hand and glasses framed his sharp eyes as he poured his attention to the pages, turning it gently.

Like he didn't just rearranged your guts and painted your walls white, earlier. Like he didn't just rip your panties leaving you bare underneath your skirt.

Classes started as usual, only for your phone to vibrate midway, snatching it out.

Fucking close those legs or I'll close them myself.

You slowly looked up, only to see a familiar seat of eyes glaring at your direction. At your spread out legs in fact—one thing you didn't realize you were doing.

You smirked and spread them opened wider. Making sure he's got a perfect view of your naked pussy.

Another ping and you looked down at the notification.

You're fucking gonna get it at home later.

Quickly typing out a response.

Yn: Some fucking I'm gonna get, alright.

You stuffed your phone back into your bag and grinned, resuming to answer the activity for the day.

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