βΛΰΏ. sukuna rubbing his cock on your face MDNI
gulps first time in a while writing smut, please donβt hateβ¦
βYouβre doing so well. Fuck, keep your tongue out juuust like that.β 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 situationβespecially with a man who had a reputation for having girls running out of the room, bursting into tears.
But you didnβt care about that, and besides, you were getting the hang of it. At first, you didnβt even know what to do with your hands or mouth when his dick was right in front of your face. You wouldnβt 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 youβve 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 couldnβt 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.
βEnjoying this?β 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.
βI donβt know, am I?β He teased, flashing pearly white teeth. The same grin you always saw when he was being egotisticalβyou tried your hardest not to roll your eyes.
βSeems like itβ¦β
Sukuna doesnβt 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.
βShh and be a good girl.β 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 couldnβt deny that this was the kinkiest shit heβs ever done with a girl. All the other times he had fucked someone, it was either too vanilla or the girls wouldnβt be into the stuff he was into. Theyβd either decline or think he was weird.
But now that heβs 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 againβmind 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 furrowedβlifting up- while his plump lips parted slightly.
You hollowed your cheeks, and the feeling alone couldβve 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 youβd only expect in a feverish dream.
βWho knew you were such a slut for cock.β 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 didnβt 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.
βFuck, you're so hot,β Sukuna rasped, quickly moving his length from your faceβwhich makes you whine in protest. Holy shit, you were cock drunk for him.
βHey! Whaβ¦ What are you doing?β 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 couldnβt help but want to clean up all the salty-sweet slick.
βYou look pretty with my cock on your face.β His teeth sank into his swollen bottom lip. βNow I want to see how good you look with my cum on it.β
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κ° summary κ±; you play the chapstick challenge with your boyfriend, sukuna .α (basically just ends up in you ragebaiting him) (if you're unsure of what it is, search it on tiktok ^.^)
κ° content κ±; crack, lots n lots of kissing, sukuna has a strong hatred for flavoured lip balm..
you and sukuna had been hanging out in his car, ranting about whatever came to mind.
eventually, to break some awkward silence, you brought up an idea.
"kuna, let's play the chapstick challenge!"
"the what challenge?"
you pulled a multi-pack of flavoured lip smackers out of god knows where before he could refuse or question further, propping your phone on the dashboard to record.
he scrutinized the colourful packet, eyeing it like it grew a mouth and cussed at him.
"okay, we're gonna take turns putting some on and either one of us will guess what flavour it is."
"this game sounds like it sucks."
you saw the face he was making through the phone screen, a chuckle slipping past your lips, his expression akin to a disgusted cat.
"so i'll put a random one on, then you're gonna kiss me." his face lit up and he turned instantly upon hearing kissing was involved, ready to let you start.
"kuna, you've still gotta see what flavours there are," you reminded, giggling at his eagerness.
"don't need to."
the moment you asked him to turn back around, he leaned over the center console, kissing you far longer than necessary.
you pushed sukuna back slightly, earning a soft grunt from him.
"you've still gotta guess, silly."
you watched excitedly, the suspense growing, ready to hear his guess.
only for you to realize he had an expression of pure obliviousness on.
you knew that face.
you sighed, hoping he didn't completely fail at his one and only task. "you didn't even remember to guess, did you?"
"...no."
you huffed, forcing him to turn around again to reapply it.
"okay, now guess."
his lips found yours easily again, making sure to bite down on your bottom lip, savouring the taste. (of you, not the chapstick)
"cherry."
"it's actually cherry soda."
"that's literally the same thing."
"nope," you insisted, stifling a laugh at how riled up he looked already.
"my turn," you declared, turning around, covering your eyes.
he applied the product, grimacing at the strong artificial scent.
"turn around," he ordered.
you initiated the kiss this time, pulling away far too fast for sukuna's liking.
"hmm.. strawberry twist?"
"how'd you-"
"yay! okay, your turn."
he grumbled at your enthusiasm, complying either way.
when he kissed you a second time, he was determined to get it correct this time around.
"blue raspberry."
"wrong, it's blue raspberry sour tangy explosion," you corrected with a completely straight face.
"that cannot be true."
he took the little cylinder balm from you, narrowing his eyes as he read the label and realized you weren't kidding.
"how the hell was i meant to guess that?"
"should've read the labels," you pointed out, snickering.
"whatever."
after a couple more makeout sessions and multiple failed attempts from sukuna, he'd given up.
"this game is fuckin' rigged."
"you're just bad at it."
it was taking everything in you to hold back another giggle. "okay, juustt one more-"
he cut you off, kissing you silent before you could continue speaking.
"no more," he urged, pressing you further against the door panel with ease, his large hands encircling your waist.
he smashed his lips against yours once hastily, this time with a different sort of need. his tongue forced its way into your mouth, sloppily tangling with yours.
he paused for a moment, his breathing ragged.
he entwined his fingers in yours to grab the chapstick out of your hand, dropping it in the glove compartment.
"besides, you taste sweeter without it, yeah?"
well, you knew without a doubt the camera would capture whatever happens next !
synopsis:Β men following you? who better to play pretend boyfriend than a massive stranger with pink hair and intimidating tattoos?
content: MDNI, 18+, implied stalking (strangers), mentions of kidnapping, explicit language, explicit smut (p in v), degradation, spitting in mouth, sukuna is rough ;)
wc:Β 2.4k
a/n:Β why is sukuna turning into my side piece, he always has me hot and ready like hello??? enjoy this idea that popped in my head today when I was trying to take a nap (i was unable to take one after)
art I believe is by r5x95r13ros on twt (pls correct me if i'm wrong!!)
Your heart was pounding, the roaring in your ears deafening as you continued to speed walk down the pavement of Shibuya. The men behind you were keeping pace, staying close enough not to lose you, but far enough to remain suspicionless.
You clutched your bag tighter, trying to make your stride longer, hoping to blend into the large crowds as you continued a route that led you back to Shibuya crossing.Β
The setting sun was a mirror to your impending doom, if they were still following you once the darkness of the night blanketed the city, you were likely never going home. If you had to walk all night you would, it certainly beat the alternative of never seeing the light of day again.
The largest of the trio of men following you popped out of a side street, positioning himself closer than any had been so far. If he soΒ much as reached his arm out, he could close it around you and that would be it.
You could feel the sweat sliding down your temples, despite the cooler weather. Your mind was screaming at you to do something, anything, to keep this man from grabbing you as you saw him inch impossibly closer.
Thatβs when you saw him, the largest man youβd ever seen, standing on the corner waiting for the crosswalk to greenlight. He was wearing a tight black shirt, showing off his broad, muscled frame and those intimidating tattoos that covered his arms. His black baggy jeans sitting low on his hips and black combat boots peaking from beneath the hem added to his persona.
You werenβt sure what led you to do this, maybe his pink hair, but your instincts told you he was safe. You thought he would easily scare off these men with one look, so you shouted, calling out to him with a wave.
He turned with a frown on his face, showcasing the tattoos spanning across most of his face. His crimson eyes were assessing you as he pulled a wired earbud out of the ear closest to you.
You gave him the brightest smile you could muster, a pleading look in your eyes as you threw your arms around his neck, jumping into him.Β
βI finally found you!β You kept your voice loud and clear, hoping the man behind you continued walking. The stranger was stiff beneath you, as he closed one arm tentatively around your waist, keeping you off the ground.Β
βWhat the fuck are you doing?β His voice was a gruff rasp in your ear, despite the fact he was playing along with you.Β Β Β Β
βThere are men following me,β you whispered back, watching over his shoulder as the man who was behind you continued walking. βPlease act like you know me.β
He huffed out a breath filled with annoyance, βFine.β
When he set you on your feet again, you pulled back finally getting a good look at his face. You were stunned for a second, admiring his strong, handsome features. He was so unique looking and probably the hottest man youβd ever seen.Β
You offered him a sheepish smile, before taking his large hand in yours, it was warm and rough, adding to his hotness, βWhere are we heading?β
βItβs a surprise,β he gave you a sly smile, flashing his perfect teeth.Β
The moment the crosswalk greenlit you were off again, dragging him for half a second before his long stride matched yours. You faked a look at him, glancing past his shoulder for any signs of the men. One of them was still trailing far behind so you kept your hand in his as you flashed him a smile.Β
βI guess you should lead the way,β you laughed weakly as you slowed your step to let him set the pace and direction.Β
How you found yourself in this situation after a failed first date, the only explanation was it was just your luck. You only decided to stay out to make the best of what was left of the day after your date spent the entire time talking about himself and berating you after you offered any information about yourself. You were in a respectable career for your age, you lived by yourself, but you always kept that piece of information tucked away. You were pretty healthy. You only occasionally splurged on items for your apartment or wardrobe, so you were mostly wise with money. The only reason he thought he had something on you was his family name and being in a position he all but admitted was handed to him.Β Β
All you wanted to do was to browse some shops, hoping to clear your mind and then maybe pick up a few things you needed for your apartment before heading home and taking the hottest shower of your life. Of course all of that hit the fan the moment you caught sight of the first man following you. At first you thought maybe it was a coincidence, there were plenty of people out right now and he could easily be heading in a similar direction. Your panic started to set in when another man joined him, still following you even after you completed a full circle.Β
When the third man appeared, you were full on panicking as you rushed yourself back to Shibuya crossing. If this stranger you were currently holding hands with turned out to be worse than those guys following you, then youβd have to accept your fate. It would be fitting, all things considered.Β
You had to admit, your intuition was hardly ever wrong and not once since you jumped into his arms had you felt unsafe. If anything most of your worries fell away as you walked in silence further away from the reality you almost faced. Best case scenario you were free of the men and got to go home and sleep everything off. Worst case, maybe this guy would pick up where they left off.Β
When you stopped in front of yakitori-ya you finally focused on everything around you again. You scolded yourself because if this guy was going to kidnap you, youβd made it entirely too easy as you zoned out the entire walk here. You guessed it was a good sign your hand was still in his and you were still alive, and if you had to look on the bright side, being able to zone out around him meant your instincts were further proving he was safe.Β
βGet whatever you want,β his voice was calm, the deep baritone of it settled in your bones as you furrowed your brows.
βIβll pay for my food,β you dropped his hand, fumbling around your purse for your wallet before he firmly grabbed your hand and laced your fingers together again. A wave of warmth rushed through your body as you looked at him, stunned.
βWhy would you pay for anything?β He grumbled, his frown settling across his face like it was a familiar expression. It probably was given everything youβd gathered about him in the past twenty minutes or so.
βI owe you,β you gestured between the two of you, clearly not understanding what wasnβt clicking for him.
He gave a long sigh, like you were the one being ridiculous, βJust order, woman.β
βWoman?β You pulled back, getting a better look at another one of his sly grins. You huffed, snatching your hand away as you crossed your arms, waiting in line in silence.
After you got your food from the takeout window you both settled into a mindless walk while eating the skewers. It wasnβt so bad being around him, even if he was kind of a brute, you found you didnβt dislike it. Somehow he made it work, rather than coming off as misogynistic like this one blond guy you went out with once who wore winged eyeliner and said something along the lines of women belong serving men.Β
The stranger broke the silence first after you dropped your empty trays in the trash, βWhyβd you pick me to come up to?β
βHonestly, I donβt really even know,β you laughed lightly. βI think my mind figured picking someone who was scarier looking than the people following me was a good idea.β
βOh so Iβm scary looking?β He gazed down at you, lifting one of his brows. You realized how much larger he was than you as you looked up at him, he was so tall and clearly worked out regularly.Β
βDonβt be dense,β you rolled your eyes, earning a quick poke to the cheek.
βWatch it,β he warned and you found yourself grinning up at him, feeling the argumentative side of you peeking through.
βOr what?β You challenged.
βI think you know what,β he stopped, bringing his body closer to you and lowering his face. βAnd I think thatβs why youβre acting like this.β
βActing like what?β You feigned innocence, placing a hand against your chest.
He gripped your chin in his hand, his voice low and promising, βA fucking brat.βΒ
βAm I?β You batted your lashes at him.
βYou know what youβre doing,β he grumbled.
βWell, I think I owe you for saving me,β your voice was sultry as you trailed your hand up his strong biceps.
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Those were your famous last words that led to Ryomen Sukuna (you this learned on the way to his place) pounding into you ruthlessly.
βLook at you, helpless while you take it,β his voice was rough against your neck, a sharp bite following that had you moaning even louder. βFucking slut,β he grunted against your ear as he fucked you with long, deep strokes.
You were currently pressed against the wall in his entryway, legs thrown over his arms as he supported your full weight. You hardly made it inside before he had your clothes off and his huge cock shoving inside your sopping wet cunt. Your nails were clawing against his back every time he slammed upwards, his tip bullying the deepest parts of you.
βOh god-β you moaned, slipping a hand into his hair and yanking roughly.
βI prefer Ryomen,β he gave you the sexiest grin before shoving his tongue into your mouth, claiming your mouth just as ruthlessly as his cock claimed pussy. When he pulled back slightly to spit in your mouth you moaned, noticing that he was watching as it slid down your chin.
The lewd sounds that filled the apartment wouldβve made anyone blush, you were so wet you were practically dripping down his cock. You were completely helpless, as he fucked you stupid, your mind empty except for the overwhelming sensation of him.
βHarder- fuck-β you whined, clenching around him as he gave you exactly what you asked for. The frames hanging on the wall rattled every time he roughly thrust into you.
βYou like being fucked like a slut?β His degrading tone had your pussy growing even wetter as he suddenly dropped your feet to the floor and spun you around. When he shoved you roughly against the wall you moaned, arching back against him.Β
βDonβt stop,β you begged, your words cut off by his cock slamming back inside of you. One of his big hands fisted your hair, pulling your neck back allowing him to spit into your mouth again. His other drifted around your hip, finding your clit and rubbing circles over it as he continued to slam into you.
βBegging for my cock,β he hummed in your ear. βAfter you begged for my help earlier,β his fingers were working your clit quickly, the combination of his cock rubbing against the spot deep inside of you had you spiraling quickly. βAre you always this fucking needy?βΒ
βNo-β your words choked on a moan as he pinched your clit roughly, the pain mixing with the pleasure overriding everything.
βDonβt tell me youβre so cockdrunk you canβt answer me?β He tugged against your hair as he began rubbing your clit again, working quick circles against you as he focused on hitting all the spots inside you.
βI can-β you babbled.
βTry again,β he pinched your clit, almost causing your orgasm to crash through you. The white hot pleasure fading quickly as he worked soft strokes against it, building it up again slowly.Β
βOh Ryo-β you moaned when he hit a particularly deep thrust, arching your back further as you tried to take him deeper. His soft strokes against your clit were maddening as you sat on the edge of your climax.
βTry harder,β he tsked, yanking your hair.
βItβs you,β you whined. βAll for you.β
βThere you go,β the pressure of his fingers increased as his mouth lowered to your ear. βCome,β his command had your orgasm cresting, your cries filling the small entry way as you came hard on his cock, tears spilling down your cheeks.
His fingers wouldnβt let up, his pace not faltering even as you tried to push away, the overstimulation too much. βItβs too much,β you moaned.Β
His hand shoved your head against the wall as his fingers continued to bully your clit. You could feel another orgasm building deep inside of you as he continued fucking you.
βMight have to make you mine,β he grunted, his thrusts growing erratic.
βW-what?β You stammered, moaning as he angled himself deeper inside of you. Your eyes rolled back, you could hardly hear what he said next.
βTaking me like you were made for me,β he grunted as you clenched around him. βWanna be mine huh?β
βI donβt know-β you moaned, his hand leaving your hair to close around your hip, shoving you down against him.
βFucking liar,β he hissed, rubbing his fingers harshly against your clit. βThis pussyβs mine.β
βYes- all yours-β you moaned, his fingers working you quickly as he practically impaled you on his cock.
βCome for me again, fucking brat,β you came with a scream, it was quickly muffled by his mouth pressing against yours. His tongue bullying itself inside your mouth, swallowing all your cries.
You felt his cock twitch, before he was grunting in your mouth as he spilled warm, thick ropes of cum inside of you. He fucked you through his orgasm, drawing every last drop of cum from himself as he shoved it deep in your pussy.
When he pulled his lips away, a string of spit followed him as he looked you deeply in your eyes, βYouβre mine now.β
And that sounded like the best thing in the world to you.
a/n: i would definitely agree to be his after he fucked me stupid because i'm #easy
sukunaβs voice was low. he was leaning back against his bike, legs spread, his arms resting lazily on the handlebars. his crimson eyes locked on you, daring you to get closer.
βyou canβt wait till weβre at home?β you murmured, your voice tight with nerves.
sukunaβs smirk widened as he got off the bike and leaned forward, eyes dark with amusement.
βdonβt make me repeat myself.β
you glanced toward the street, your nerves twisting into knots.
βthis is a bad idea,β you muttered, though your feet betrayed you, carrying you closer to him anyway.
βbad ideas are the best kind. donβt act like you donβt want it,β he shot back, his smirk widening.
he reached out, tugging you forward by the waistband of your skirt until you were between his open legs, standing just in front of the bikeβs seat.
βand donβt play innocent now. you started it. wearinβ that skirt, grindinβ on me like a goddamn slut all nightβyou know how much strength i had to hold back, not bendinβ you over that fuckinβ table back there?β
you swallowed hard, heat pooling low in your stomach. it wasnβt like he was wrong. you wanted itβwanted him. the way he looked at youβwith that feral, hungry gazeβmade it impossible to think straight.
βsukuna,β you started, your voice quieter now.βsomeoneβs gonna see us.β
βand?β he raised an eyebrow, his hands sliding down to grip your hips. his fingers dug in possessively, rough as they pressed into your skin. βlet βem. not like theyβll fuckinβ do anything about it.β
you opened your mouth to argue, but the words died on your lips when he kissed you. you clutched at his shoulders for balance as his hands slid under your shirt, fingers rough on your bare skin.
it wasnβt soft or sweetβit was demanding, all heat and teeth as his tongue slid past your lips.
βget on the bike,β he said, his voice low, almost a growl.
you hesitated, your gaze darting toward the street. the thin row of bushes separating you from the road wasnβt exactly reassuring. cars passed by every now and then, headlights slicing through the dark, and the thought of someone stopping, lookingβ
βsukunaββ
βnow,β he said, cutting you off.
he gripped your hips and guided you backward. you let him lift you up, settling sideways across his lap. one of your legs slid over the seat, straddling it loosely, while the other rested on the outside, your back pressed to his chest.
βthis is insane,β you whispered, your voice shaky, feeling the cool leather of the seat against your thighs, the soft hum of the idling engine vibrating beneath you.
he laughed, the sound rough, teasing.
βyeah? it is, isnβt it?β
his hands slid up your legs, pushing your skirt higher until it was bunched around your hips.
βcβmon, stop overthinking it. focus on me.β
you couldnβt stop the small gasp that escaped when his fingers brushed against the edge of your panties.
βyouβre such a bastard,β you muttered, as you braced yourself against the handlebars.
βyour bastard,β he shot back, and the smugness in his voice wouldβve been infuriating if you werenβt already melting under his touch.
his fingers dipped under the fabric, sliding through the slick heat of your arousal.
he groaned low in his throat, the sound sending a shiver down your spine.
βfuck, youβre already soaked. all this for me?β
you bit your lip, trying to suppress a whimper as he slipped a finger inside you.
βyes,β you breathed, barely audible.
βthatβs what i thought.β he added another finger, the stretch pulling a soft moan from your lips. βlook at you. so needy. bet you like the thought of someone catching us, donβt you?β
βn-no,β you said quickly, but your voice wavered, betraying you.
βno?β he laughed, curling his fingers in a way that made your hips jerk against his hand. βfeels like a yes to me.β
you whimpered, your hands gripping the handlebars for balance as he worked you open.
βsukunaβ¦β
βtell me how it feels,β he said, his lips brushing against your ear. βtell me, baby, cβmon.β
you shivered, trying to hold back the words that spilled out anyway.
βitβsβfuckβitβs so good,β you stammered, your hips rolling against his hand. βyou know iβi canβt think straight when youβoh! shitβgodβwhen you do that!β
his grin widened, sharp and predatory, as he pressed his thumb to your clit, circling it slowly, teasing.
βgood,β he murmured, his fingers curling to drag another broken moan from you. βyou donβt need to think about anything. just feel me, baby. all of me.β
βkuna, it feels so good, so fucking g-good!β you gasped, your voice trembling.
βthatβs right,β he said, his voice thick with satisfaction. βonly i get to make you feel like this. you know that, donβt you?β
βyes,β you breathed, your head falling back as the pleasure built, overwhelming and all consuming.
βwant more, kuna, please.β
βmore, eh? well, my greedy girl always gets what she fuckinβ wants, doesnβt she?β
he pulled his hand away, chuckling at the needy sound you made in protest.
he unzipped his jeans, freeing his cock, and your breath caught at the sight of himβthick and hard, already leaking at the tip.
without warning, he guided you down onto him, one hand under your thigh as he adjusted your angle. you sank onto him slowly, the stretch stealing the air from your lungs as he filled you completely.
βfuck,β he groaned, his head falling forward to rest against your shoulder. βyou feel so good, baby. so f-fucking tight around me.β
βk-kunaβ¦β you whimpered, overwhelmed, clinging even more to the bikeβs handles as your body trembled. βsomeoneβs gonna hear us.β
βlet βem,β he growled, pulling back, then thrust up into you hard, making the bike creak faintly beneath your bodies. βlet everyone know who you fuckinβ belong to.β
his pace was relentless, rough and deep. the bike rocked faintly, the quiet purr of the engine vibrating through your legs, adding to the intensity.
his hand returned to your clit, circling fast and firm in time with every thrust.
βyouβre gonna cum for me, baby,β he coaxed, his voice softening just enough to make your heart flutter.
βright here, out in the open. i wanna feel it. donβt hold back. wanna feel you cum on my fuckinβ cock.β
with a broken cry, you shattered, your body trembling as waves of pleasure crashed over you.
sukuna didnβt stop, fucking you through it, chasing his own release.
βfuckk,β he groaned, spilling into you with a guttural moan. his grip tightening around your hips. βthis fucking pussyβs gonna be the death of me.β
for a moment, the world was still, the only sounds your ragged breaths and the faint hum of the occasional passing cars.
sukuna pressed a lazy kiss to your temple, his smirk returning as he pulled back to look at you.
βtold you no one would notice,β he said, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction.
βyouβre the worst,β you muttered, still trying to catch your breath.
βyeah, but you love me,β he shot back, grinning as he zipped up his jeans. βnow letβs go home. iβm not finished with you yet.β
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Apparently Sukuna enjoys sunny days. He was sitting down on the grass, in front of the mighty temple, with his black kimono falling down his muscled back while his left shoulder was exposed.
He looked so majestic taking a sun bath...so relaxing. As you approach him, silently with your bare foot, he feels your presence.
Sukuna : "Were you staring at me, little lamb? Hum...approach...make me company."
He keeps staring at the running river, admiring the sounds of nature. The wind was flicking his pink hair. He looked less like a monster even if you never saw him in that way.
You sit beside him. Not exactly sitting, more in a kneeling position and you place your butt on your feet. You make sure to keep some distance from him, to not make him upset even if he was in a good mood. You can't never risk it.
Silence was louder than the moving river and the whistling of birds. You also start to appreciate the view in front of you. You were always so busy taking care of the temple that you never truly noticed the beauty surrendering you. He finally speaks again with the most soft voice you ever heard coming from him.
Sukuna : "Looks like you humans don't take time in short lives to admire such scenarios. Why you look so surprised...You thought you would die if you came outside?"
He was right. You were so focused about making everything perfect for him every single day, that you never took the time to think about anything else. Not even your own life.
But it was your choice. You wanted to be his servant. He also needed you somehow, not in a matter of survival or admiration, but your presence slowly started to bring him a deep side that no one in centuries knew existed. A more human side.
Y/n: "I never thought to say this...and forgive me my words my Lord...but...you are way more kind and caring than most humans I have met in my life."
He finally turns his face to look at you and lifts his eyebrow after finishing processing his words and then he smirks and chuckles to himself and shakes his head softly in denial.
Sukuna : "I wonder how many humans you have met to come to such a conclusion. You serve me for a long time and you still choose to fall into naive and pathetic thoughts."
Silence again. More suffocating this time. A stronger wind travels to both of you, your long hair flies and dances into his direction, making it's way to his nostrils, he smells as an instinct, not because he meant to. He can't hide his reaction that he enjoyed your scent but he would never admit.
Sukuna : "You are also the only kind and caring human that stood alive by my side the longer time...for now..."
