#ryomen fluff

you were way too drunk and the sigma chi house was spinning.

the music thumped through the walls and your head felt light and fuzzy, but you were smiling anyway, red cup dangling from your fingers as you leaned against the wall for balance. your friends had disappeared ages ago and you didn’t really mind.

that’s when you saw him.

tall. pink hair. tattoos crawling up his arms. he looked really familiar but your drunk brain couldn’t connect the dots. you just knew he was stupidly hot standing there by the stairs with his arms crossed.

you stumbled over with a bright smile.

“hi,” you said, voice soft and sweet. “you have the prettiest eyes. like… scary pretty.”

sukuna looked down at you and his eyebrow raised, but he didn’t move away. the corner of his mouth twitched like he was trying not to smile.

“yeah?” he asked, voice low.

you nodded, stepping closer until you were leaning into his space. he smelled so good. warm and a little sweet, just like someone you used to know.

“mhm. my ex had eyes like yours,” you mumbled, resting your forehead against his arm because the room wouldn’t stop tilting. “he was mean looking but really nice to me. i miss him a lot actually.”

sukuna stayed quiet, one big hand coming up to steady you by the waist so you wouldn’t fall.

you kept talking, words spilling out easily now that someone was listening.

“we broke up because i thought he didn’t care enough but… he used to do the sweetest things. like bringing me coffee before class or letting me play with his hair even when he acted all tough about it.” you sighed softly. “i think i messed up. i still wear his hoodie to sleep sometimes.”

his grip on your waist tightened just a little.

“you’re drunk,” he murmured.

“super drunk,” you agreed with a little laugh, tilting your head up to look at him again. “but i mean it. he was the best. made me feel safe even when he was quiet and scary. you kinda look like him, it’s weird.”

sukuna let out a quiet breath that sounded almost like a laugh. he guided you through the crowd with a hand on your lower back, taking you upstairs without saying much. you didn’t even question it. his room felt familiar but everything was blurry.

he sat you on the edge of his bed and grabbed a bottle of water, crouching down in front of you so you could drink it. his hand rested gently on your knee the whole time.

“you’re really nice,” you whispered, eyes half closed. “my ex was nice like this too. when nobody else was looking.”

he didn’t answer right away. just brushed some hair out of your face with careful fingers and helped you lie down. when you reached out and grabbed his hand he paused.

“stay?” you asked softly.

sukuna sighed, but it was the soft kind. he sat on the edge of the bed and let you keep holding his hand, thumb rubbing slow circles over your knuckles while you drifted off.

it’s the middle of the night when you hear the door creak. you nuzzle into sukuna’s chest, thinking you’re just imagining things as you keep your eyes closed.

but small pitter-patters of feet make its way to your side of the bed, and a tiny hand tugs on the covers.

a soft hum of confusion escapes your lips as you rub the sleep from your eyes and squint at the blurry fluff of pink hair looking up at you.

“‘s too cold… can i sleep wif you..?” yuji asks, looking up at you with his big brown eyes as he clutches his little blanket and his tiger plushie held tight in his chubby arms.

“mhm, c’mere, baby,” you murmur, picking him up by the armpits and settling him in between you and ryomen.

a groan comes from said man, and he goes to turn on his back when yuji hits his chest.

ryomen stops turning and grumbles, “what’re you doing, brat? go back to bed…”

“‘s too cold!” yuji complains, moving to lay on sukuna’s chest.

“you’re going to make me overheat. get off.”

“nooo!”

“shhht!” you kick your legs and shush them, “figure something out and be quiet…” you murmur, already falling asleep.

silence occupies the room when suddenly yuji not so quietly whispers in sukuna’s ear, “i’m sleeping here,” while lying on his chest.

“you are not. get-“

sukuna’s interrupted when he’s kicked by a pair of colder feet next to him, and he scoffs. yuji tries to muffle his giggles in his hand but fails, as you can’t keep a smile off your face with adorable sounds like that.

as soon as you’re about to fall asleep, a large hand pulls you closer, having your back facing away from him instead of toward him now. your leg naturally lies on his, and your cheek presses onto the muscle of his arm, using it as a pillow.

he keeps a hand secure on your head and pats yuji’s back, and although the little boy is passed out, sukuna mumbles, “sleep, brats,” as he protects the two people he loves the most.

husband!sukuna : peak-a-boo

you bite your bottom lip, holding in a giggle.

“shhh” you whisper, nuzzling into baby!yuji’s hair.

the both of you are hiding behind your rooms curtain trying to stifle any sound, waiting for sukuna to get home.

the door clicks open with your husband announcing that he’s home followed by deafening silence.

confused, sukuna cocks his head, eyes scanning the living room, with no sign of the two of you.

“papa think we are gone?” yuji whispers into your ear, his voice is so adorable you want to eat his chubby little cheeks.

you nod, a lie. sukuna always knew if you were there or not, he could sense your presence. now it was up to him to play along.

“huh, guess nobody’s home” his voice echoes out, a curious tone in it making yuji’s ears perk up, sukuna’s footsteps stop outside your bedroom’s door.

“wow finally all the bed to myself? this day couldn’t get any better” he claims, his theatrical self only on display for his son’s amusement.

yuji squeals lightly sinking further into your arms and concealing his face. the motion ruffles the curtain alerting sukuna of your position, although the bunching up of the curtain in a corner was proof enough.

“hm, did my wife and my son really leave me?” sukuna questions looking around the room for the two of you, until finally he stops at the curtain.

“shh mama” yuji places a hand over your mouth, children were so clueless and endearing.

“huh i wonder if a little menace is hiding behind here!” he pulls back the curtain, revealing the both of you, yuji shrieks in response bursting into a fit of giggles.

you smile up at your husband with a blob of sunshine in your arms, one that looked exactly like him.

“you found us” you let out a soft breath.

“yeah” he leans forward to kiss you, “i did” while yuji climbs up his arm, dangling there and demanding another round of hide and seek.

ac: sukunaglazer23

sukuna wasn't one for affection. touch simply made his skin crawl. unfortunately, your love language was physical touch. the first few weeks of dating sukuna was the hardest. every touch you'd have to apologize for. it was hard for you.

you wanted to hold his hand or cuddle with him when you watched a movie.

you liked sukuna enough to get used to it. you used words or small gifts to show him your love and he was grateful you weren't too pushy about touch.

you were in the kitchen getting a cup of tea to drink. your tummy was hurting and tea always helped calm it down.

sukuna knew your stomach was hurting. he knew the routine you'd take. drink warm tea and put a heating pad till the pain went away.

sukuna also knew his hands were warm.

he sat on the couch listening to you warm up so water for your tea. he was debating going and helping you out. touch just wasn't something he liked but he wanted to help you. you were in pain and if he could help, he wanted to.

he got up from the couch and made his way to the kitchen. your back was turned towards him and he allowed himself to think about this a little longer.

he was about to touch you.

he watched you hunch over the counter and hold your tummy while the water warmed up and he made his final decision.

he approached you and slipped his hands under your shirt. he pressed them onto your tummy, warming your skin with his hands.

he felt you freeze for a second before melting against him. he was tense. he wasn't used to this and he definitely didn't like it but he wanted to do it for you.

he hesitantly started to move his thumb gently over your skin. hoping to soothe the pain in your stomach.

you didn't say anything. you didn't even move. you were afraid one wrong move and he'd pull away.

sukuna stayed close though. evenutally hiding his face in your neck. he held you when you made your tea and followed you to your bedroom. he layed next to you, keeping his hand on your tummy.

papa!kuna and baby!yuji is cranky and tired

but for different reasons of course.

and it hasn’t even been a full month. you literally just gave birth to your son yuji 2 weeks ago.

“we should just leave him, let him have the house” his voice is rough with sleep.

you chuckle lazily, you also just woke up from the loud wails of your two week old newborn.

sukuna sits up his faded pink hair frizzy, short but it’s all over the place. his eyes are also closed, “im gonna run away.” he mumbles as he turns to face the wall.

you let out some sort of sound as you stretch and rub your eyes. “mhm?..”

“your not even listening, is this my life now?” he scoffs and stands up and walks to the corner of the bedroom to the crib.

you open your eyes and pout, since you had a natural birth you’ve been a bit sore and sukuna has been 100x more crankier because he hasn’t been getting what he’s been wanting.

he also feels like a little teenage boy, having to sit in the bathroom quietly to “deal” with himself.

to be fair you did warn him before he got you pregnant “we would have to wait six weeks, the sitches would have to heal, my uterus has to also heal and you wouldn’t want your wife to have any infect-“ you were cut off with a kiss, to be fair you didn’t think he was listening in the first place.

when it comes to your body, if sukuna gets the go ahead every word after that is blurred out, and you’ve personally tested that theory.

a couple minutes later, the baby is..

drumroll pleaseeee..

still crying, you groan and get up with a wince and waddle over to the crib where sukuna is shushing yuji. if you could cry- oh and your crying.

sukuna slowly turns to you and sighs wrapping his arm around your shoulder, his quiet way of soothing you.

you take yuji from sukunas arms and kisses his forehead and hum quietly and rock him in your arms. yuji slowly quiets down as your skin touches his, the familiarity soothing him.

10 minutes later your eyes are closed as you lean on sukuna and yuji is asleep in your arms. “woman, get up.” you open your eyes slowly and yawn. “oh, sorry..” “tch, why are you sorry?”

you shrug and slowly place yuji back in the crib, quietly both of you slowly tip toe back to bed.

back to your previous comfortable positions, your lying down and sukuna has one of his huge arms over your waist his chest to your back.

better get some rest for the morning.

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“You’re doing so well. Fuck, keep your tongue out juuust like that.” Sukuna purred, looking down at you. You were planted on your knees, both hands placed innocently in your lap, gaze locked onto crimson eyes.

For the past hour, he had been teaching you how to give a good blowjob. You were totally fucked out, completely forgotten how you ended up in this situation—especially with a man who had a reputation for having girls running out of the room, bursting into tears.

But you didn’t care about that, and besides, you were getting the hang of it. At first, you didn’t even know what to do with your hands or mouth when his dick was right in front of your face. You wouldn’t admit it, but it scared you. Not because of anything bad, but because of how big it was.

It was as big as your face; it was at least eight inches or more, and you’ve never seen a cock this big- well, at least face to face. You may or may not have watched a bunch of videos of guys jerking off on Twitter, but seeing it in real life. You couldn’t deny that it made you nervous.

Sukuna bit his lip while a tattooed hand gripped your hair tightly; the other hand held the base of his cock, slapping the tip against your flattened tongue. His abs flexed at the sight. Your pupils were blown with lust, and drool was dripping down the side of your chin. You looked like a slut.

What made Sukuna even more turned on by this whole situation was that you were the shy, nerdy girl in his class, and when you first asked him to teach you how to give a blowjob, for the first time in his life, he was stunned.

No one would've thought you would ask something along those lines. But you wanted to learn, plus you also wanted to try it out for the first time. But with the way Sukuna was groaning your name like he was getting the best dick sucking of his life. It seems you may not need this teaching.

"Let's see how pretty you look with my cock on your face. Hm?" You nodded rapidly as your tongue slid back into your mouth. Sukuna smirked, watching as you closed your eyes when he dragged his cock around your face.

“Enjoying this?” You murmured, peeking one eye open to stare up at the pink-haired man. He shrugged, moving his length to the side of your nose.

“I don’t know, am I?” He teased, flashing pearly white teeth. The same grin you always saw when he was being egotistical—you tried your hardest not to roll your eyes.

“Seems like it…”

Sukuna doesn’t respond. Instead, He placed his hand flat around his cock while the other hand that was gripping your hair moved slowly down to your neck, holding onto it tightly. Not enough to cut your airway, but enough where you felt the rough pressure in his grip.

“Shh and be a good girl.” He began to thrust into his hand. It was slow in the beginning, his gaze heavily locked on you. As if he was admiring the way his cock looked, rubbing against your skin.

Sukuna couldn’t deny that this was the kinkiest shit he’s ever done with a girl. All the other times he had fucked someone, it was either too vanilla or the girls wouldn’t be into the stuff he was into. They’d either decline or think he was weird.

But now that he’s thinking about it, he may have found the one for him. Who knew the nerdy girl could be as kinky as he is?

You were completely cock drunk again—mind hazy, your thoughts tangled until they barely made sense anymore. Eyes fluttering shut, your mouth gapped open as you withdrew your tongue, slurping and licking the side of Sukuna's length that was right in front of your mouth.

His massive hand roamed all across your face as he continued to thrust faster against your face. His Eyebrows furrowed—lifting up- while his plump lips parted slightly.

You hollowed your cheeks, and the feeling alone could’ve made Sukuna cum in an instant. You whined against his cock, moving a hand up the front of his leg; the tip of your nails dug into his skin, making him hiss.

It was so messy. Spit all over your face, your hair sticking against the side of your cheek. The sound of him groaning, you slurping all over his dick and your muffled whimpers filled the room. It looked and sounded like something straight out of a porn film, or the kind of scene you’d only expect in a feverish dream.

“Who knew you were such a slut for cock.” He murmured, his voice raspy and filled with lust. You opened your eyes at his degradation. Peering through your lashes, your eyes caught onto his. You didn’t feel any sense of shame. If anything, you felt more turned on.

Without thinking, you moved your hand between your thighs, pushing your panties to the side, not long before you begin to rub slow circles around your clit, the sensation immediately made you whimper against him.

“Fuck, you're so hot,” Sukuna rasped, quickly moving his length from your face—which makes you whine in protest. Holy shit, you were cock drunk for him.

“Hey! Wha… What are you doing?” You questioned, as an eyebrow raised, flopping down both hands on your lap.

He chuckled at your neediness, pumping himself right in your face. Pre-cum spilled out from his pink tip, and you couldn’t help but want to clean up all the salty-sweet slick.

“You look pretty with my cock on your face.” His teeth sank into his swollen bottom lip. “Now I want to see how good you look with my cum on it.”

his body pressed down against your own, his breath was hot against your cheek as he pushed his clothed dick agains your thigh. your voice was high and whiny, begging for sukuna to just fuck you already.

he chuckled darkly, face pressing into the crease of your neck while he nipped and sucked at the tender skin. “be patient, gorgeous. i like to take my time with you.” a low growl rumbled in his chest at your pathetic mewl in response, fingers moving to pinch at your waist making you squeak in surprise.

all of a sudden his phone went off, loud ringing echoed through the room, cutting through the tension between you and your boyfriend. he groaned loudly, burying his face deeper into your skin, bulge pressing harder into your thigh as if he was trying to drown out the noise.

“ryo, your phone.” your hand caressed his hair, fingers intertwining with the pink strands. the ringing died out, silence engulfing the room once more. “they’ll call back if it’s urgent.” sukuna went back to lick at your nipples through your bra, and as if right on cue the phone rung once more.

a loud groan of annoyance almost overpowered the sound of suku as ring tone as he rolled off of you to check who the hell was calling him this late. sukuna ran a hand down his face once he saw the caller id.

picking up the phone with a huff he spoke up, “jin? you better have a bloody good reason to—” you could hear jin cut his brother off on the other end of the line, “i’m so sorry, you know i’d only call if it’s urgent since you know… you and…” his voice trailed off towards the end, giggling to yourself you knew it was very obvious he knew exactly why sukuna hadn’t picked up the first time.

sukuna only snarled in response, “yeah yeah, what is it?” jin winced before answering, “well, work called and i was called in for a last minute cover… could you maybe watch the boys…?” sukuna let out an exasperated sigh, annoyance evident on his face.

“you’re a dick, do y’know that? we’ll be there in fifteen.” he abruptly hung up, crawling over to you, a smirk playing on his face, “i guess we can finish this off at jin’s.” and once again, right on cue jin’s messaged buzzed on sukunas phone screen.

‘please don’t have sex on my couch. again.’

“fuck!”

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