but I got a blank space baby, and I'll write ya name!★

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"You got quite the record, sweetheart."

Satoru says as he taps your bare ass. You guys just finished fucking, but did you guys even fuck if he doesn't slut-shame you at the end?

Amazing aftercare.

"You're my favorite one, though." you bat your eyelashes, looking up at him.

This was your favorite line. Telling each and every man that he was your favorite. You'll become his exact type for a month, then dump him and find your next victim.

What? Oh, so it's only okay if men do it? Right.

"Kay." You slap his thigh, telling him it's time for him to go.

"Already?" he says disappointingly.

"Up you go, sir. See ya next time. Maybe." You usher him out your apartment door. You don't give him time to get dressed; you grabbed his clothes and shoved them out along with their owner.

You had all these men lining up to spend one night with you, but you only wanted one.

Ryomen Sukuna.

He's playing hard to get. You strut your way to him at every party, but he rolls his eyes then walks away; from you. What's so unlikeable about you? It couldn't be the fact that you slept with a different man every night, no, there's no way.

And you're gorgeous.

You knew exactly how to get men. The light touches on their biceps, the cheesy winking, and pretending you're like this with everyone. Works like a charm, every single time.

But it doesn't work on him. Never.

It's not like he isn't a whore. You've heard multiple women speak about how good he was in bed, how rough he is, and how sore he left them. You have intense fomo, like why can't you get a taste?

bzz bzz

party tn. pick u up in 30.

Ughhh nooo not another party, you thought.

You're only joking though; parties are where you thrive. Thrive off of the attention of men.

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"Fuck off." you say to the girl who sat on Sukuna's lap. She looks down at him, asking for permission then immediately skedaddles when he gives a small nod.

Before he gets up to leave, you stop him with a firm hand to his chest.

"Sit."

He doesn't listen so you push him back onto the couch. You take a seat on his thigh where the other girl was sitting just minutes ago. His big hands hold onto your waist, keeping you steady.

"Sooo, when are we gonna fuck, Ryomen?" you say, keeping your voice low and raspy.

He stands up with you in his arms, carrying you bridal style.

"Where you takin' me, sir?" You say as you plant a soft kiss on his neck, leaving your lipstick behind. Your arms are wrapped around his neck while he takes you to God knows where.

"To fuck?" He says in a matter-of-fact tone.

Two men in one day?

Well, nothing new.

He opens a door to a random room, well not random because you've been here before with a man you just can't remember.

He sets you down and pushes you down to your knees. You sit there confused while he stares at you blankly.

"Well?"

With that, you get to work. You kiss his cock through his pants before you take him out.

He's huge.

And he has a piercing you didn't know about, sitting right on his tip.

He's hard but he isn't reacting at all to your touch. He isn't reacting to your mouth either.

"This all you got? You sleep with so many men, and this is your head game?" he clicks his tongue.

"Well usually, they just get to fuckin' me—"

He grabs a handful of your hair painfully and glares.

"Thinking about other men fucking you?"

"You aren't making a great first impression here, pal."

Well shit. You're thrown onto the bed, jumping up and down slightly. His pants hang just low enough where his cock is displayed for you to gawk at. Your saliva drips down his length, and his ring is glistening.

"I'll show you how I like it, kay?"

His fingers are interlaced with each other behind your head and he's hovering over you with his cock in your face.

"Ready?" He smirks evilly, knowing you had no idea what he was about to do.

His cock is shoved down your throat, and you can feel the metal of his piercing in the back of your throat, reaching deeper than any other man has before. Your mouth is so full you can't control your teeth grazing along his length, but it seems he's into it. He's groaning loudly while he thrusts in and out of your mouth

You're so horny that you reach down to your clit, but he swats your hand away, denying your own pleasure.

"No. Pay attention to my cock in your mouth, yeah?"

He's pounding into your throat, but you need a second to breathe so you rapidly slap his thigh and he releases you. You're gasping for air and there's so much saliva on you; your face and body.

"What? Can't handle it?" He mocks, slapping his tip on your cheek with precum spilling out.

"Asshole—ACK" he's back in your throat, but he's moving in a pace that makes your head spin.

"Mmmm fuuck, don't waste a drop, slut."

You come. You come untouched for the first time ever, but you don't dwell on that when he shoots his warm load down your throat.

"See? You're so pretty when you shut the fuck up." He gives you one more slap to the face with his dick before getting dressed and leaving the room. He didn't even fuck you.

But he's ruined every other man for you. That's for sure.

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the death note is an end leitner!

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