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maybe you shouldn't have egged him on because he brakes immediately. you grab onto the handle of the car for support as another car honks in the back.

"don't piss me off right now."

"watch how you're driving, bro!" you exclaim, hand over your chest. "nearly got us killed!"

the honking behind you is louder.

you're stopped in the middle of the road.

you take a quick look behind you to see a few cars halted behind sukuna's.

sukuna's eyes are daggers onto yours. that's when you realise how serious this really is.

it doesn't scare you a tiny bit.

"don't act so immature for someone who's not even my boyfriend," you instruct him coldly. "you better fucking drive before i do something crazy."

sukuna blinks at you once, then, drives.

good.

it's quiet for the rest of the drive. as he parks in your apartment complex, the moonlight strikes the car, reducing it to a shadow. no one's walking around, the unreachable ambience of cars fifty feet away.

you're secluded, stuck with him.

"seriously, i don't want to see you with him," he repeats.

"who are you to tell me who i can speak to or not speak to?" you debate. "you jealous over grocery bags? aw, should i ask you to come next time?"

he takes off his seatbelt, facing you, a hand still on the steering wheel, "you think this shit is funny?"

"duh," you respond. "i've never had a man jealous over grocery shopping."

part of you revels in it. this possession, his need for you to be only for him. however, the righteous part of you tells you this isn't right, that this could only be the beginning to other problems.

you have to set it straight now.

"why do you care?" you ask him. "we're not even serious."

"you made me like this," he scowls at you accusingly. "you made me care for you and now you're just gonna suck some other dick."

"am i sucking his dick right now?"

he doesn't answer.

"i'm talking to you," you press, annoyed. "don't sit there like an idiot."

"no," he grunts.

you cross your arms, "then, what the fuck is your problem? if you want me to be yours, do something about it."

he stares at you, a second too long. it's as if he's processing what you just said, mind blank, yet, slightly angry. sukuna's jaw tightens, "stop talking or i'm gonna do something i regret."

"do it."

the first kiss lands on your lips harshly. your body goes numb for a second before you place your hands on his jaw. sukuna reaches down to unbuckle your seatbelt, lips never leaving yours.

it's too fast. too quick. you can't understand what's happening but the need for it powers through everything.

his kisses are strong, passionate, conveying all the pent up frustration in his mind all this time. he licks your bottom lip and you let him in, allowing the overwhelming taste of spearmint hit your tastebuds in a fury.

you can barely breathe, leaning into your seat. it doesn't matter though. this is what you've been waiting for, for so long. you'd let it consume you—the tension, the movement and him holding you like he'd never let you go again.

"is your apartment soundproof?" he asks in between kisses.

the wetness pools between your legs, your thighs squeezing together at just hearing that.

"doesn't matter," you reply with a final kiss.

the two of you head up to your apartment quickly, his fingers looped rimmed around the edge of your waistband. as soon as your apartment door opens, he pushes it shut with you against it, taking hold of your lips once again.

it's like he can't get enough of you.

you moan into his mouth, forgetting what happened before. the heat of the moment turns everything colourful, "sukuna, i want you."

"you have me, baby," he answers lowly, gripping onto your waist tightly. he trails down your neck with wet kisses as your arms wrap around him. you lean your head against the door, closing your eyes.

fuck, this feels so good.

after waiting for so long, it's finally happening. you can't really complain.

you snap out of it for a second, cupping his jaw, "let's go to my room."

you pull him into your bedroom and sit on your bed, using your forearms as support as you lean back. sukuna comes in between your legs, kissing down your neck.

"take off your top," he instructs you.

you do as he says, throwing your top to god knows where. sukuna makes quick work of your bra, undoing it and also throwing it away. his lips catch your shrunken buds as you fall onto your bed. one of his hands slide down to palm in between your legs, causing a breathless moan to leap out of your throat.

"already so wet? i haven't even started."

"mmm," you hum. "you know i've been waiting for so long, kuna..."

"i know, baby," sukuna replies, brushing your hair out of your eyes. "gonna make it worth every minute."

sukuna strips you bare, pushing down on the bed so his face is met with your pussy. it starts with a small lick on your clit before he starts sucking on it. his finger edges your opening, purposely missing it.

you mewl, "don't play arounddd~"

"i want to hear how much you want it," he says.

"so bad, kuna. so fucking bad," you moan back, grabbing the tufts of pink hair in between your legs. "please."

his finger enters slowly, his head up to watch for your reaction. your mouth falls open wide without a sound, the pulse-racing feeling surrounding your body.

"so tight for me," he tells you, almost mockingly as he adds another finger in.

as if that's not enough, he goes back in with his tongue, overlapping your clit.

"yes, just for you," you smile, your head hitting the pillow.

it fills every gap in your mind. one of your hands comes up to your mouth to drown out the moans as the other holds onto his head, which moves against your pussy at the right tempo.

you feel the building climax in your abdomen, ready to burst.

"i'm gonna cum, kuna. fuck!" you yell out.

sukuna pulls out, "can't have that. want you to cum on my dick—"

he takes off his shirt, revealing the tattoos in full. the black details down his abs capture your attention. you reach out, finally able to touch them in person. the hardness of his abs meet with your palm, sending you into a brainfuck you can't handle. that primal instinct in your grows.

"stop looking at me like that."

"like what?" you ask, innocently getting up on your knees.

"you look like your planning something."

"yeah, i am. it's your turn," you say, gesturing to the bed.

sukuna blinks at you and then, sits beside you. you help him take off his pants and boxers, revealing his hardened cock.

"look how hard you are," you mock him, flicking the tip filled with precum.

he furrows his brows, eyes filled with temptation you've never seen before, "you've got to be kidding me right now."

"got hard at how much you wanted me, huh?" you ask, stroking the precum down his shaft. "don't wanna share me with anyone else, do you?"

he doesn't say anything as you crawl in between his legs. his cock is warm to the touch, begging you to put your mouth on it, paint your saliva with it.

"answer me," you order.

"yeah, don't want you with anyone else," he admits. "you're mine."

"yes i am," you say, spitting some saliva onto the tip directly, eyes hooded with lust.

sukuna's breath catches in his throat.

he likes it.

a little too much.

you fill your mouth with him. he gasps slightly. you take him deeper, unhurried. pace starting slow before you find a rhythm, letting the taste of him carry you away. his hand soon finds itself into your hair, gripping onto you as you let the lubricant from the saliva and the salty precum guide you.

his abdomen caves in, shaky breaths leaving him.

you take your mouth of him, watching the way his head has rolled back, "aren't i so good? taking your cock in my mouth?"

"yeah?" he asks, looking back down at you. "you wanna hear it?"

"mhmmmm," you hum, pumping his cock in your hand, mouth moist from former activities.

he twists your hair, pulling your face close up to him, "you're such a good girl, y/n. taking my cock in your mouth like that—"

that does it to you.

"i'm so fucking wet right now, want you inside me," you coo.

"do you?"

you nod coyly, "i want you to fuck me like i'm yours, make me forget everyone else. i'm yours, right?"

"yeah, you are," he smirks at you.

sukuna carries you up from your position, placing you back onto the bed. he kneels between your open legs.

"i don't have a condom," he addresses, perking his head up at you.

"cum on me," you assure him.

sukuna nods. with a sigh, he aligns himself with your opening. he slowly enters you. an audible moan releases from you as he splits you open.

"can you take it, y/n?"

"i can," you answer, throwing your head back. he pushes in a little more, causing you to squeeze around him. "you're so big, kuna."

"i am."

"yeah," you say. he shoves his full length inside you. you feel like you're going to explode, "fuck."

"thinking of only me now, aren't you?" sukuna asks.

"just you, kuna," you nod vigorously.

he strokes in and out of you at a dangerously slow speed, testing the waters, watching your reaction, his eyes never leaving your face.

"don't want to see you with anyone else, you understand?" he continues, rubbing your clit in between his fingers.

your legs wrap around his waist, "no one else. just you. make me yours. please. please, kuna."

"fucking pretty when you beg," he chuckles. he thrusts into you, letting you feel his whole length. you arch your back in response, a wanton mewl escaping your lips at the sensation.

he doesn't stop there. sukuna speeds up, ramming into your hole. you lift yourself up slightly, fingers piercing his shoulder blades. his other arm hooks around you, pulling you close to him. you can't hold your head up. it's too much inside you, immeasurably intense.

"look at me, baby," he says. "i wanna see how i make you feel."

you hold your head up, facing him. it's menacing in its eroticism—the way the moonlight captures his face, illuminating him.

the orgasm builds up in your abdomen as the wordless sounds leave you. he grunts, kissing you again.

you pull out just as your about to climax, "it's too much, kuna. i'm gonna cum!"

"cum on me," he instructs sharply. "let me feel it."

"mhm," you nod, falling back onto your bed. sukuna leans over you, pressing your thigh open with one hand as the other one plays with your clit. his lips suck on your collarbone, so close to you, consuming you.

the explosion hits you. a louder, unguarded noise tears from you as you collapse. sukuna pulls out immediately, stroking his cock to continue the job.

"did so good for me, pretty girl," he praises you. "you're all mine."

you shake your head, getting up, "give it to me."

he tries to argue but you hold onto his cock, stroking it up and down. sukuna lets you take control. you switch up your position and fill your mouth with him once again. this time, faster. he sits back down, letting you do your job. grabbing your hair, guiding you on him until finally, he cums in your mouth.

you pull out, a string of saliva attaching itself from his tip and your lips.

you swallow the salty seed.

then, stick your tongue to show it, "all gone."

he chuckles. he pulls you close to him, embraces him, "you're crazy."

you wrap your arms around his shoulders, "for you."

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AUTHOR'S NOTE ★ YOOOOO what happened!?!?

SUMMARY ★ he believes you don't matter to him. just one more annoying fangirl. showing up to his races, being obnoxiously chatty and your flirting—god, does it end? sukuna dreads you. however, he starts reciprocating, as a joke, of course! until it doesn't feel like a joke anymore and he wants nothing but you on his side.

PAIRING ★ streetracer!sukuna x fem!reader

CONTENT WARNINGS / GENRES / TAGS ★ smau w/ written chapters, smut, angst, sukuna is a lot older than reader, older brother to choso and yuji, he was in jail for getting caught racing LOL, nsfw/vulgar jokes like allll the time, inumaki talks (UNFORTUNATELY), sukuna playing w her feelings, he is toxic!

"hey, didn't know you did your shopping at these ends."

"i don't live far off from here," he explains, throwing a can of beans into his basket.

"same!" you reply. "how have you been?"

he frowns slightly, "writing this thesis has been kicking my ass, so not too well. have to go back home after this and continue it."

"damn, will you be done soon?" you ask.

"don't think so," he says, shaking his head. "how about you? how have you been?"

you shrug absentmindedly, "i've been good. life's been quiet, you know? it's peaceful."

"the quiet before the storm."

"huh?"

"what you're saying is that life has been quiet but that's usually what happens before a storm," he explains.

you don't get it at all.

"what are you talking about?" you laugh. maybe the thesis writing has gotten into his head a little too much.

"you really have no idea," geto sighs, spotting your confusion. "i mean, sukuna."

you furrow your brows, "things have been fine with him."

"strange."

geto's face scrunches up.

"okay, what's going on?" you ask. is there something going on behind your back? you lean on your forearms on the trolley, waiting for him to continue.

"i don't mean to meddle, but i do care about you," he begins. "sukuna doesn't have the best track record with women. i don't want you to get involved in that."

oh.

"look, i've been hearing that left and right. but it's been good so far. like we've had our ups and downs, but we've managed to overcome it, you know?" you explain.

geto smiles, "then, what are you guys?"

you think.

you've never had a chance to put a label on it. however, you'd argue it's too early to put a label on this. you're just...enjoying each other's company.

"it happens every time," geto continues. "he gets with a woman, he doesn't want any commitment and feels like he can push them away at any second he wants. then, his true colours come out to play and it all blows up."

"true colours?"

"jealousy, control, speaking out of line—all that," geto answers. "i've seen it happen multiple times. it never ends well with him."

well, it does add up.

sukuna hasn't treated you the best in the past. despite that, you've found a way to rise above it and are sitting a perfectly normal place.

"what we have is different," you argue back. "i'm okay with not having a label right now. being with each other and no one else just became natural. it's how we are."

"that's the problem. he likes it when it's beneficial to him, when there's no labels," geto says. "when he can have you all the attention to himself. but the moment you're slightly swayed or he sees you with someone, he's gonna make it a big deal. if it was him in the situation, he'd brush it off, tell you it's nothing—am i making sense?"

"hm," you hum. "i can see your worry. if that was to happen, i'd put him back in his place."

"well, you did slap him," geto agrees.

the two of you start walking towards the register.

"i just want to make sure you were aware of it," geto says. "it's your decision at the end of the day."

you nod, understanding his view, "i get it. i'm glad you're looking out for me."

the two of you check out your groceries and leave the grocery store, bags in hand. geto and you haven't spoken in so long. even then, it's always been surface level.

this was nice.

and knowing someone is looking out for you is better.

"it's funny," you say. "he's actually here to pick me up."

geto freezes, eyes widening. he looks past you. you peer behind you too where a red car is prominent in the parking space. it's sukuna's.

"good luck with that," geto warns, darkness swimming in his eyes.

"thanks?"

what does that mean?

sukuna's car starts up.

thanks to the tint, you're not able to see through the window. you load your groceries in the back like you normally would and then, enter his car.

it's cold. not only the temperature but a certain something lurking beneath the environment.

sukuna isn't saying anything.

he's staring straight at the front.

your gut digs into itself.

he starts driving.

"what's wrong?" you ask.

sukuna's gripping the steering wheel, voice as cold as ice, "you have two minutes to explain what the fuck that was."

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AUTHOR'S NOTE ★ oooh what's happening

SUMMARY ★ he believes you don't matter to him. just one more annoying fangirl. showing up to his races, being obnoxiously chatty and your flirting—god, does it end? sukuna dreads you. however, he starts reciprocating, as a joke, of course! until it doesn't feel like a joke anymore and he wants nothing but you on his side.

PAIRING ★ streetracer!sukuna x fem!reader

CONTENT WARNINGS / GENRES / TAGS ★ smau w/ written chapters, smut, angst, sukuna is a lot older than reader, older brother to choso and yuji, he was in jail for getting caught racing LOL, nsfw/vulgar jokes like allll the time, inumaki talks (UNFORTUNATELY), sukuna playing w her feelings, he is toxic!

he lands a small tap on your butt, playfully, "would you stop that?"

you bite your lip to stop another moan from coming out. he looks at you, daring you to moan again so you can face the consequences of your actions. you digress.

"anyways, you're like a mystery to me," you continue. "i wanna know everything about you, what you think about and all that cornball stuff."

sukuna's fingers twitch around your waist. his expression is somewhat perplexed at your words.

"careful, you're starting to sound emotionally invested," he says.

you pull back slightly, "so?"

"i warned you that day. you don't know who you're dealing with," he states.

you laugh, "and i told you i know. i fucking dare you to mess up again. you'll see what happens."

"big talk for someone who came to cuddle with me."

"says the one who invited me over."

"yeah, the one that missed me."

"i could do this all night," you say, poking his chest.

"almost forgot that you're barely tolerable."

"okay, but like, why don't you want to fuck me?" you ask him. "like i feel like you're this big, ole freak. i thought i'd be screaming my brains out by now but we're fricking cuddling in bed."

"is that a problem to you?" sukuna asks.

"kinda."

"you talk too much," he sighs, closing his eyes. "i'm going to bed."

"that's not an answer," you rebut.

"it is."

"is not."

"is."

"do you want to do this all night?" you ask.

sukuna opens his eyes again, takes you in, "i don't know. i used to think it was a game. before, i planned and schemed on how i'd get a girl in bed with me. how do i act in front of her? how can i please her? with you, it doesn't feel like that. just feels like i'm existing on a cloud or some shit, 'cos you're not performing either. you're just naturally a horny freak who's obsessed with me."

you feel your heart warm at hearing his words but slightly get up anyways, "okay, i was gonna say you're so sweet, but that last part pissed me off."

sukuna chuckles, "you're a strong woman and you take no bullshit from anyone." he pauses, as if thinking over his words carefully, "i will admit you scare me a little bit."

"figured that out," you curtly smile. "so, you don't think about having sex with me at all?"

"i do."

"will you elaborate?" you ask, looking at him expectantly.

sukuna lets go off you and turns the other way around, his broad back facing you, "good night, loser."

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AUTHOR'S NOTE ★ GUYS MY TAGLISTS ARE CLOSED!! im so sorry but i cant add anymore people hUHUHUHU i alreayd have 3 </33

SUMMARY ★ he believes you don't matter to him. just one more annoying fangirl. showing up to his races, being obnoxiously chatty and your flirting—god, does it end? sukuna dreads you. however, he starts reciprocating, as a joke, of course! until it doesn't feel like a joke anymore and he wants nothing but you on his side.

PAIRING ★ streetracer!sukuna x fem!reader

CONTENT WARNINGS / GENRES / TAGS ★ smau w/ written chapters, smut, angst, sukuna is a lot older than reader, older brother to choso and yuji, he was in jail for getting caught racing LOL, nsfw/vulgar jokes like allll the time, inumaki talks (UNFORTUNATELY), sukuna playing w her feelings, he is toxic!

you can see exactly how a girl would fall for the likes of him. thank god megumi told you what he did.

suddenly, an arm wraps around your shoulder. you freeze, finding sukuna right beside you, arm protectively on you.

"stop moving to her, zenin. she's not interested."

his harsh tone sends chills down your spine.

"not interested," you repeat, shaking your head mockingly.

naoya is looking between the two of you, trying to put the pieces in his head.

"so, you're going to take her with you?" he asks.

"gotta ask the lady permission first," sukuna replies, peering down at you, arm still on you.

you smile up at him, "of course i'll come with you."

naoya just leaves, seemingly seething at the betrayal.

"ready?" sukuna asks you.

"mhm."

the two of you walk away, geto's eyes piercing at the back of your heads.

sukuna and you get into his car at the start line. you're excited to say the least. you've never been in his racecar before. as soon as you enter it, you can see how much time, precision and effort he puts into it. it's cleaner than anything that belongs to him and you've seen his room before.

you buckle up beside him, rolling down your window to have a look outside.

people are shouting, anticipating the race to begin. especially after they found out that you left naoya to go with sukuna, it got people talking.

a flashy yellow car pulls up beside you.

the window is rolled down, naoya's cocky face filling the expanse, "you're gonna regret that, y/n."

"awww, don't tell me your feelings are hurt, naoya," you pout.

he rolls his eyes, "so you blocked me on purpose?"

"can't be associated with the likes of you," you reply sharply. "i love women, sorry."

you roll up the window before he can utter another word.

sukuna's smiling all smug, facing the front.

you turn to him, hitting his arm, "what? you like it when you're not at the bad end of the stick, huh?"

"surprisingly, yeah," he answers lowly.

"don't mess up again."

"i don't intend to," sukuna says.

that causes your heart to skip a beat. it truly does feel like you're getting closer to sukuna in all the ways you wanted to. it seemed that all your absurdity has finally caught up and created a result you could only dream of.

sukuna takes his victory back easily tonight.

the race is smooth, completely in his favour. fated. it's like the moment he fixed the conflict with you, it all came back to him. the pride, you, his passion for what he does.

after rolling through the finish line, the two of you shout in victory. and then, he grabs your face, pulling you into a quick kiss. he pulls out as you blink in confusion. you feel your lips with your fingers, doubting your reality. he's staring at you too, body rigid.

suddenly, you grab him by the nape and pull him in, kissing him again. he grunts against your lips, hands sliding down to your waist. it's like straight out of the movies—the fans screaming outside the car at the win, his lips on yours longingly and your pulse pounding inside your head.

when the two of you pull out, you're slightly dazed.

"congratulations," you almost whisper.

"thanks," he smiles. and it's sincere, just for you. an ounce of softness rising from all the ego. you treasure it with your whole heart.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE ★ IM SO SORRY FOR DIPPING ON U GUYS i had stuff to submit for uni but i'm back. i was gonna upload twice tonight but i have a group presentation first thing tmmrw so i gyat to sleep unfortunately but trust, double update tmmrw to make up for this!!! thank u for reading LOVE U

SUMMARY ★ he believes you don't matter to him. just one more annoying fangirl. showing up to his races, being obnoxiously chatty and your flirting—god, does it end? sukuna dreads you. however, he starts reciprocating, as a joke, of course! until it doesn't feel like a joke anymore and he wants nothing but you on his side.

PAIRING ★ streetracer!sukuna x fem!reader

CONTENT WARNINGS / GENRES / TAGS ★ smau w/ written chapters, smut, angst, sukuna is a lot older than reader, older brother to choso and yuji, he was in jail for getting caught racing LOL, nsfw/vulgar jokes like allll the time, inumaki talks (UNFORTUNATELY), sukuna playing w her feelings, he is toxic!

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