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Suguru eats you out in front of your ex-boyfriend Satoru
โTell me, Satoru.โ
Suguruโs voice is a velvet drawl, lazy and sharp all at once, like he already knows the answer. Heโs positioned between your thighs, big hands settled on your hips, thumbs stroking gentle circles over your skin. His smile is all teeth, mocking. โWhyโd you never eat her out?โ
You freeze, heat crawling up the back of your neck.
Across the room, Satoru leans back in his chair like he couldnโt care less, shades hiding his eyes. But his posture betrays him โ shoulders rigid and jaw ticking and tongue pressed against the inside of his cheek like heโs chewing on words he canโt spit out.
He snorts and looks away, all false nonchalance.
Suguru chuckles. Leans forward, presses a kiss against the plush inside of your thigh. Slow and open-mouthed, leaving a wet print behind. You shiver.
โThatโs what I thought,โ he hums against your skin, voice muffled and somehow still rich with amusement. โToo wrapped up in yourself. Couldnโt even give her the bare minimum.โ
His thumbs spread your folds apart, the pad of one brushing briefly against your clit and making your breath hitch. His eyes flicker up to yours, all heavy lidded and dark, before sliding over to Satoru. โPathetic, really.โ
Then he lowers his head.
The first drag of his tongue is languid, obscene โ flat against your fluttering cunt, sweeping up, up, until he takes a swirl around your puffy clit. Your hips jolt, a broken gasp tearing out of you before you can bite it back, and he smiles against you in satisfaction. Lifts his gaze to Satoru as he licks his lips.
โSheโs sweet,โ he drawls, fingers pressing between your thighs to keep you open. โYou wouldnโt know that though, would you?โ
Satoru doesnโt answer. He stares at you both, mouth pressed thin. But the twitch in his throat gives him away.
Suguru goes down again, tongue circling your clit all slow and deliberate before flicking the tip against it in light, maddening passes. Every sound you make has his lips curving against you, self-satisfied, until your hands are tangled in the sheets and your knuckles are straining white trying to hold on. And just when your body tenses on the edge, he pulls away, mouth glistening.
โMm,โ he murmurs, dragging two lazy fingers through your syrupy folds. Pushing inside. The stretch makes you gasp, thighs clenching, and he uses his other hand to lock your knees together and force your legs back. Away, so your clenching cunt is facing him, and you canโt do anything but take, take, take.
He fucks you slow. Curls his fingers just enough to graze that spot deep inside, before withdrawing almost entirely. โSensitive little thing. You ever hear her cry out like this, Satoru? No?โ
He doesnโt give you a chance to breathe. His mouth seals over your clit, sucking hard, tongue swirling while his fingers pump faster, knuckle-deep, twisting and stroking and spreading inside you until your back arches off the sheets. You cry out his name โ high and desperate and shameless โ and he hums into you, eyes snapping to Satoruโs.
He doesnโt look away. Not once. Holds Satoruโs gaze like a challenge while you fall apart beneath him, trembling around his fingers.
And when your high hits, sudden and overwhelming, Suguru groans like a man starved. You drip all on his hand and wrist, down his chin, coating his lips, and he doesnโt flinch away. Doesnโt pause. Just thrusts his fingers harder, coaxing more, dragging it out until youโre sobbing his name.
โGood girl,โ he murmurs, finally easing back. His chest rises and falls like heโs drunk on it. He lifts his hand, rivulets glistening down his wrist, and angles it toward Satoru with a slow, smug grin. โEver make her squirt like that? No.. of course not. You wouldnโt know how.โ
He snorts. Then he presses his fingers against Satoruโs mouth.
The other man stiffens, jaw clenched, but Suguru pushes harder until his lips part, until two digits slide between them.
โGo on,โ Suguru coaxes, voice a low croon. โTaste her.โ
Satoruโs lashes lower, throat bobbing before his tongue moves. Slow, curling around Suguruโs fingers, sucking them clean.
โSweet, isnโt she, Sa-to-ru?โ
And for all the arguments you had with Satoru โ the way he always put himself first and the way he never listened when you told him what you needed and the way he left you aching for the faintest aftertaste of affection โ he still glances over at you now, Suguruโs fingers lying on his tongue, with the same look of worship he used to give when you were his.
Suguru eats you out in front of your ex-boyfriend Satoru
โTell me, Satoru.โ
Suguruโs voice is a velvet drawl, lazy and sharp all at once, like he already knows the answer. Heโs positioned between your thighs, big hands settled on your hips, thumbs stroking gentle circles over your skin. His smile is all teeth, mocking. โWhyโd you never eat her out?โ
You freeze, heat crawling up the back of your neck.
Across the room, Satoru leans back in his chair like he couldnโt care less, shades hiding his eyes. But his posture betrays him โ shoulders rigid and jaw ticking and tongue pressed against the inside of his cheek like heโs chewing on words he canโt spit out.
He snorts and looks away, all false nonchalance.
Suguru chuckles. Leans forward, presses a kiss against the plush inside of your thigh. Slow and open-mouthed, leaving a wet print behind. You shiver.
โThatโs what I thought,โ he hums against your skin, voice muffled and somehow still rich with amusement. โToo wrapped up in yourself. Couldnโt even give her the bare minimum.โ
His thumbs spread your folds apart, the pad of one brushing briefly against your clit and making your breath hitch. His eyes flicker up to yours, all heavy lidded and dark, before sliding over to Satoru. โPathetic, really.โ
Then he lowers his head.
The first drag of his tongue is languid, obscene โ flat against your fluttering cunt, sweeping up, up, until he takes a swirl around your puffy clit. Your hips jolt, a broken gasp tearing out of you before you can bite it back, and he smiles against you in satisfaction. Lifts his gaze to Satoru as he licks his lips.
โSheโs sweet,โ he drawls, fingers pressing between your thighs to keep you open. โYou wouldnโt know that though, would you?โ
Satoru doesnโt answer. He stares at you both, mouth pressed thin. But the twitch in his throat gives him away.
Suguru goes down again, tongue circling your clit all slow and deliberate before flicking the tip against it in light, maddening passes. Every sound you make has his lips curving against you, self-satisfied, until your hands are tangled in the sheets and your knuckles are straining white trying to hold on. And just when your body tenses on the edge, he pulls away, mouth glistening.
โMm,โ he murmurs, dragging two lazy fingers through your syrupy folds. Pushing inside. The stretch makes you gasp, thighs clenching, and he uses his other hand to lock your knees together and force your legs back. Away, so your clenching cunt is facing him, and you canโt do anything but take, take, take.
He fucks you slow. Curls his fingers just enough to graze that spot deep inside, before withdrawing almost entirely. โSensitive little thing. You ever hear her cry out like this, Satoru? No?โ
He doesnโt give you a chance to breathe. His mouth seals over your clit, sucking hard, tongue swirling while his fingers pump faster, knuckle-deep, twisting and stroking and spreading inside you until your back arches off the sheets. You cry out his name โ high and desperate and shameless โ and he hums into you, eyes snapping to Satoruโs.
He doesnโt look away. Not once. Holds Satoruโs gaze like a challenge while you fall apart beneath him, trembling around his fingers.
And when your high hits, sudden and overwhelming, Suguru groans like a man starved. You drip all on his hand and wrist, down his chin, coating his lips, and he doesnโt flinch away. Doesnโt pause. Just thrusts his fingers harder, coaxing more, dragging it out until youโre sobbing his name.
โGood girl,โ he murmurs, finally easing back. His chest rises and falls like heโs drunk on it. He lifts his hand, rivulets glistening down his wrist, and angles it toward Satoru with a slow, smug grin. โEver make her squirt like that? No.. of course not. You wouldnโt know how.โ
He snorts. Then he presses his fingers against Satoruโs mouth.
The other man stiffens, jaw clenched, but Suguru pushes harder until his lips part, until two digits slide between them.
โGo on,โ Suguru coaxes, voice a low croon. โTaste her.โ
Satoruโs lashes lower, throat bobbing before his tongue moves. Slow, curling around Suguruโs fingers, sucking them clean.
โSweet, isnโt she, Sa-to-ru?โ
And for all the arguments you had with Satoru โ the way he always put himself first and the way he never listened when you told him what you needed and the way he left you aching for the faintest aftertaste of affection โ he still glances over at you now, Suguruโs fingers lying on his tongue, with the same look of worship he used to give when you were his.
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my main motivation for studying for my exams rn is that Pedro Pascal doesn't want an uneducated bitch...sooo honey! gimme dem flashcards! ๐ช gonna get that degree for you and me papi ๐๐
โcโmon, doll, whatโs the powerhouse of the cell?โ toji asks as he stands behind you, one hand gripping a biology textbook, the other steadying your hip. youโre bent over the desk, panties shoved aside, his thick cock buried deep inside you, stretching you, but heโs still, maddeningly still, ignoring your needy whimpers. youโre soaked, clenching around him, but tojiโs only giving you what you want when you earn it.
โumโฆ mitochondria?โ you gasp, mind foggy, hips twitching. he grins, thrusting once, hard, making you moan, desk creaking. โgood girl,โ he mutters, pulling back, cock unmoving again, leaving you aching. โnext one. whatโs the process where cells divide?โ you whine, trying to grind back, but his hand pins you, firm. โanswer,โ he demands, flipping a page, voice teasing, โor i stay like this all night.โ
โmitosis,โ you say, arousal dripping down your thighs, and he rewards you, thrusting deep, slow, cock dragging against your walls, sending sparks through you. โfuck, youโre tight,โ he groans, but stops, holding the book steady. โagain. whatโs dnaโs structure?โ your brainโs scrambling. โdoubleโฆ helix?โ you guess, and he thrusts twice, rough, desk rattling, your moan loud. โthatโs my smart girl,โ but heโs still again, cock pulsing inside.
โtoji, please,โ you beg, but he chuckles, โwrong answer. try thisโwhatโs the fluid in cells called?โ youโre a mess, hips bucking, but heโs still not moving. โcytoplasm,โ you cry, and he fucks into you, three hard thrusts, making you see stars, papers sliding off the desk. โfuck, youโre learning,โ he growls, but pauses, book open. โone more, doll. whatโs the sugar in dna?โ
he keeps it up, question after question, each right answer earning a thrust, each wrong one leaving you aching, until youโre a needy mess, begging, โtoji, i canโtโโ he smirks, closing the book. โone more right, and iโll fuck you stupid.โ
Synopsis. Gojo Satoru, the most dangerous underground fighter in all of Japan - and theโฆhottest, too. You, the cute nurse that takes care of him, and totally not his favorite prize, right? Right?
Pairing. Gojo Satoru x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! nurse! reader, underground fighter! Gojo, scarred Gojo, he wears a muzzIe, slight vioIence, heโs a little (very) รญnsane, muscular Gojo, manhandIing, full neIsons, semi-public, thigh grรญnding, edging, Gojo goes FรRAL, tummy buIges, creampรญes, face-sรญtting (fem rec.), cรบmplay, BIIIG stretches, running from it, making it fit, HEADLOCKS, chokรญng, fighting talk, squรญrting, dรบmbifรญcation, vรญbrators, marks (on him), L bรณmbs, Sukuna cameos, pet names, swรฉaring.
Word count. 8.0k
A/N. Happy 100 chapters on AO3!! Hereโs a lilโ something for my hubby <3
They say that Gojo Satoru could take down the strongest of fighters with only six moves.
Audiences adored him, opponents insisted that the man wasnโt even human. And it was well known around these parts that one had to be brave enough that it inched into stupidity to ever even think about challenging him.ย
Hell, theyโve had to muzzle him in thick leather just to give his opponents even the briefest advantage.ย
Some trembled in fear at the very mention of his name - peering โround, making sure they wouldnโt catch a glimpse of those haunting sapphire eyes, or those scarred fists that left no evidence. No witnesses. Others scoffed at the exaggerations of what were obviously little more than sketchy underground scraps. A publicity stunt, surely.
That is, until they saw him.
And you have, too.
With the nature of your job, you had to constantly be present after rounds to tend to bruises, scratches and - if Gojo was involved -ย broken bones, after all.ย
Onlyโฆyou were here for him.
โOH! King of Curses down- Six Eyes knees him in the ribs so hard that Iโm sure you could hear it, ladies and gentleman! Is he the one whoโll take the Shinjuku Showdown grand prize tonight?!โย
Youโre grimacing at both the booming volume of the eager commentator, and the cracking slam of flesh-on-flesh. Having your special nurseโs position smack-dab on the first row meant that you could see nโ hear everything.ย
Everything.ย
From the roaring cheers of the bustling crowd on their feet, to the way that Gojo was gritting through his dark Stygian muzzle and grinning. Wild. Gorgeous.
Your thighs squeeze together involuntarily - despite the way the entire underworld had his name in their mouths, the one thing nobody ever disagreed on was howโฆhot Gojo Satoru was.ย
A devil masquerading like an angel. All curtains of silky, sweat-slicked white hair, and muscles for daaaays. His skin-tight t-shirt was hanging off of him in nothing but rings of tatters, showing off a snowy happy trail that makes you gulp. Milky skin glistening in the beating stadium lighting, all decorated in as much battle-won scars as sultry, sultry veins.ย
Gojoโs towering shadow falls right in front of where you were gawking up at him, and fuck- he makes a big show of letting the rest of his shirt riiiipโ! with only a mere tug.ย
Well, there was a reason he was your favorite patient.
And you swear he was so close that you could practically taste the scorching iron dripping between his lips, lacquering his pearly whites with a thin film. All red and raw when he turns to you and winksโ
โHOLY SHIT! The King makes a comeback- heโs still on his feet! And heโs swinging wide at our monster Six Eyes.โ
The thundering, thick stadium air simmers a few degrees tenser as Ryomen Sukuna crashes his meaty, closed fist right into the otherโs right cheekbone. Shocked inhales ring out all around you - because if Gojo was the monster of underground fighting, then Sukuna was the curse.
The only fighter in history to ever get a solid few knocks on the other. Both massive.
And if this was anyone else, the sheer force would have made them pass out right then and there. If this was anyone else, then they wouldnโt be snickering-
โCute.โ Gojoโs deep sing-song voice is cold. Seething. Just barely audible enough that your buzzing eardrums can make out. He throws one arm over the stretchy fighting ring ropes, โBut I gotta lady ta impress.โ
Crimson eyes flicker to you for nothing but a split-second, but it was long enough for the other man to grow rigid. On edge for the first time.
Smugly, Sukuna spits right into Gojoโs face. โHeh- Hell yeah, that chickโll be impressed in the locker rooms by a real winner later. Me.โ
Just a word about you is all it takes.
A breathless gasp departs from your lips as something in Gojo growsโฆdifferent.
Without another word, heโs drifting over a hand to one of the bulky bands wrapped firmly around his wrists. Unlatching them. So often mistaken for somewhat of a fashion statement, but after so long spent in fighting company, you knew what they really were.
They were weights. Yet another disadvantage.ย
And they crack the ground as they fall.
โWeights? Weights?! OH- Gojo headbutts! The King of Curseโs is down-โ Heโs bleeding and accomplished, every trace of humor wiped. Every degree of a smirk clenched into a steely scowl, and suddenly youโre feeling that perhaps those rumors about him being superhuman are true. Perhaps. โSHIT! He snaps back with an elbow strike-โ
Gojoโs big, beefy biceps tense and flex as he curls it menacingly around Sukunaโs throat into a fucking headlock - and your thighs clench.
โYou- fucking-โ He chokes out past the sculptured harness, cushioned palms coming to slam down on Gojoโs forearm. โFor- for some girl-โ
Tightening, โWhat was that~?โ
โThe King misses- oh, heโs in some real trouble now! Place your bets, you greedy watchers, thereโs a reason they call Six Eyes โThe Strongestโ.โ
And you knew that underground fights had no rules other than attempt not to die - or, at the very least, try not to make a mess when you do. Itโs hard to get stains out of the felt. But Sukunaโs vein-popped face was going purple now, and Gojo was blank-featured through it all.ย
Barely even flinching as his opponent grapples a hand into his ridged obliques, lunging and lunging. And yet, the strongest doesnโt even flinch.ย
Doesnโt even notice, it seems.
His ghostly cerulean eyes drift to you, seated on the edge of your chair, and he slams a knee into Sukunaโs rugged face. Letting the man drop onto the frictional ground with a resounding thud! - before his fists continue.ย
Once. Twice. Clawing at his throat-
โFUCK- CALL THE MEDICS. SIX EYES IS MAKING A SLAUGHTER-SCENEโ!โ
And no one needed to draw the count, for fear of getting near. Why would they risk death incarnate?
Continuing and continuing until Yaga barks at four- five other referees to even get Gojo to budge. They only just manage to throw a few arms โround his powerful ones, and pull him far back enough to giggle down at the carnage heโs created.
Voice octaves higher. Crazed. โDonโt you talk about my lady, ya hear?โ
Yaga, as Gojoโs burly coach and former champion, is the one that dares break his harrowing eye-contact to shake him into a stand. Ordering the organizers to get the awards ceremony done as swiftly as possible lest they wanted one of their top-earning fighters down for the count permanently.ย
โS-Six Eyes is the champion of Shinjuku Showdown! And in LESS than his signature six moves- oh what a fight it was! One for the books, folks!โ
Of course, Six Eyes is declared the winner.
And as Gojo is handed a glinting winnerโs banner - dominant arm being thrust in the air - you watch as Sukunaโs barely half-conscious firm slurs out a ferocious, โRematch. T-tomorrow.โ
Cash. A shoddy belt. Champagne.
Tens upon hundreds of reporters and photographers scramble and keen to get the most-selling shots of him. The glare of the flashing lights illuminating him into some sort of other-worldly figure.ย
A fighter so dangerous that they claim he hides six eyes. And yet, they only remain on you.
Though, itโs not as if youโre any better - you canโt look away.ย
He stands tall, proud. Button nose overspilling with a wisp of cherry-red, perspiration-dampened shorts clinging onto thick thighs and showing you a pretty tuft of white in a way that was unintentionally sexy. Gojoโs leathery mask now dangles haphazardly to show off such a wicked grin.
And Gojo points. Right at you. In front of everyone.ย
โLater,โ heโs mouthing, whilst interviewers scream for a quote.ย
Ohโฆ
.
.
.
โFuh-fuuuck, Toruโ!โ Your mouth floods with sheer bucketloads of drool through each wailing whine nโ whimper, back arched like such a slut into Gojoโs bumpy, Herculean front- though, what else could you have expected when the great Gojo Satoru himself accompanied you to your dingy clinic above the fighting ring?
Ready for his real prize of the night.
And lo and behold, bandages and rubbing alcohol forgotten, youโre finding yourself draped right over his lap so prettily; struggling to close your jittery legs โround his huge, meaty thighs.ย
The fringes of your teeth nip right along Gojoโs plush, scarred deltoids once he tugs on your nurseโs outfit and clings onto a good handful of your ass, draaaagging you to grind all over his quadriceps. Dribbling out a fresh line of candied slick that smears on top of every dip and curve of his bulging muscles.
Your drenched panties catch onto his velvety boxing shorts and you have to hold back a tiny sob. With a deep inhale of his musky cologne, you murmur, โT-Toru, I wanโ you ngh- so bad, yโknow?โ
โAwww, how cute~โ Heโs crooning from above,muzzle still on. The pointed curve of his nose tickling your throbbing pulse. Dangerous. Gojo breathes in your sweet scent until itโs all he can smell, โBut yer gonna get us caught, mama.โ
And heโs so mean.
He fought mean, and he teases you even meaner.
Youโre frowning, kiss-swollen lips down-turning into a pout once the sensory pads of his stern digits rover up to your cheeks and smush them together. Crashing your jutted mouth into his frosty maskโ
โCโmon now, gotta- gotta be quiet.โ Gojo groans at the way youโre getting ever-more soaked when heโs toying with you like this. Lazily, he drops his muzzle to let his plump, bubblegum-pink lips tickle down your own, โSuck on my tongue, there- you can do better.โ
So filthy.
Huffing out, your further unfastened jaw basically floods with the damp rivulets of saliva that just kept on watering out of you. When it rained, it poured - and Gojo finds himself smirking at the slop. โYeah- yeahyeah, you got it. Theeereโs a good girl.โ
Weepy pussy positively throbbing at the scratchy texture of his tongue like candy, you couldnโt help but let your fuzzy mind wonder how it would feel inside-
โOi, nasty girl.โ Your pitchy yelp fills the paper-thin walls as Gojo gifts the right of your ass with a rude spank, and then one more just to hear you make that cute noise again. Gruffing out, โCan feel ya getting wetter on top of me. Sโlike a damn waterpark.โ
Before you have the time to even catch your breath, he slouches back sensually to watch you - letting your thin patient bed ring out with an ancient creak!ย
And Gojo stares at you lecherously- oh, he was devouring you with his heavily half-lidded gaze.ย
The way youโre pouring out syrupy sap with every urgent back nโ forth of your hips, the way all he has to do is hook a thumb past your gluey stuck panties to watch you pulse and quiver.ย
Hazy, summer blue peripherals roaming all over your needy expression for a split-second before heโs tap-tap-tapping the doughy mound of his heel on the tile floor. Bouncing you with every motioned lurch, your puffed-up clit catches on one of his zig-zagging veins and you squeal.
Oh? Speeding up, youโre struggling desperately at his whims. One hand grappling onto Gojoโs dimpled back, and the other clawing at the starchy bedspread, no matter how much you were trying to regulate the tempo - he would just speed up more.ย
And more. And more.ย
Over and over heโs lurching just a few carnal inches off of your bedsprings to chase your sensitive nub. Reeling you down - hard - with a hand stuck to you like adhesive, to pap! against his thigh, letting white-hot bliss spark all that way from your pressurized clit and up your clammy spine.
โF-fuck!โ Youโre babbling away, fingers interlocking with the soft creamy curls at his nape. Clawing. โToruโ k-keep that up and I wonโtโฆโ
Gojo perks his calloused thumb to swivel over your sloshing mess and promptly plugs up your unfastened lips, muffling you. โShhh shh sh- Wouldnโt wanโ any of those fucks to hear those pretty noises, my girl.โ
He was brutal.
Your lower tummy was tumbling and spinning and doing gymnastics you didnโt even think existed. And it was times like this that the strongest from all those headlines peaked his head through.ย
Swirling your tongue around his plummy fingerpad, he tasted so much like caramel salt that made your legs grow weaker. Cadence springing to jerky. To oversensitive. โP-please- ngh!โ
โNow, what was that pretty lil- hey now, cโmere.โ Your lungs cave with a soft โpleaseโ as soon as an engulfing, bruised hand crowns your sweat-oiled scalp and holds you still. Gojo doesnโt even have to try, and yet heโs showing off a few sexy flexes of his biceps just for you to ogle at.ย
Rutting his jerky leg up into you until your head throws back, he canโt help but leave a sweet, innocent peck right there on the tender spot of your throat. โDonโt run. Donโt run from me.โ
Another wet kiss near your slobbery maw, and yet another swat of his thickly tipped fingers right over the slivery slope of your pussy. The sharp sting was just enough to get your glassy eyes to focus on him, โYeah? Look at me- gimme a lilโ kiss, mama.โ
Oh, he always was such a ruthless opponent.ย
Because as soon as your spit-glossed lips are crawling towards his, Gojoโs prying them open and spitting inside with a soft coo. Watching as the treacly wad of splashing syrup slides allll the way to puddle the back of your throat.ย
โT-tease.โ
โI think you meanโฆchampion.โ He hunches you over until youโre slipping nโ sliding all down the ridged rollercoaster of his abs. The fragile points of your hardened nipples massaging into his sensual scars and driving you mad. Sweaty and needy. Boring dead-on into your half-shuttered heart eyes, โNow, tell me what you want.โ He hums, still tugging on your bloated outer cunt, watching you gasp. โTell me whatโs got this lady here so fuckinโ wet.โ
Your words choke with every viscid tear - tears of bliss. Close. โWant t-to-โ
โMhmmโ?โ
โTo-โ Youโre just so far gone, your gushing orifice only getting soppier and soppier by the second. And before Gojoโs fourth and final spank comes slamming down on your clit- youโre crying. โCum- fuck fuck fuck- mโso close. So- mโgonna cumโโ
And as soon as it was about to happen - itโs gone.
Immediately, your lungs depart with a disappointed whine. โNoooโ!โ Scratching at the pronounced back of his throat, youโre struggling to maneuver your body within his merciless hold. And the entire time Gojo only watches in amusement at his sheer display of strength, โI was so close- fuck! Was about to cum, Toruโฆโ
โNuh uh.โ Gojoโs grinning - grinning. And oh, despite the way that makes his cheek indent with a cute, cratering dimple you already know this wonโt bode well for you. โMโstarvinโ after that match.โ
Before you can dredge up enough brainpower to ask what that meant - heโs already showing you.ย
Falling back onto the stark white bed until his head hit the pillows with a dull whoosh! and for the moment youโre simply admiring just how pretty he is.ย
This wasnโt the Six Eyes that everyone knew and feared.ย
With his ethereal locks splaying out on the cushion like a halo, looking oh-so-pale in comparison to the pretty pink that he was flushing all the way from forehead to neck. Irises half-lidded, crazed. Gojoโs broad, scarred chest heaves with every murked out pant he was whistling out.ย
Twiddling over the shoulder strap of that tight lilโ number you called your nurseโs outfit. โTake this off fโme- show me my hah- show me my lady.โย
Oh, it would never get old when you do that.
The way that Gojoโs toes curl, the apples of his cheeks staining with a scorching whirlwind of blushing red. Fuck- his heavy tongue droops even heavier with a slick covering of watery spittle, just watching you in your matching set of bra nโ panties.ย
All in light blue.
โKnew Iโd win, huh?โ Heโs quirking a snowy brow smugly as he does away with your bra, too. โCโmere.โ Gojoโs long lashes flutter up at you delicately, his crowning smirk plastered permanently across his handsome features. And as youโre tentatively making your way on top of him, he cups a roaming grope of your left ass-cheek.ย
Squeezing for a second - two - before the strongest simply lifts you up to straddle his face. He doesnโt even waste a second. Doesnโt even hesitate.ย
Setting you down gently - you think he of all people would even need to try to manhandle your pretty self this way?
No introductions, no welcome mats necessary - your throbbing pussy was already pouring out in torrentials of translucent sap right through your underwear. Copious, dolloping droplets that hit his readily awaiting pinkish tastebuds in claggy splats!
โMmmโโ Heโs swirling his soaked muscle all โround the insides of his mouth to just savor your sugary taste. Through a sharp, three-second spank to your ass once more, Gojo grunts, โNo need to be shy. Sit on my face, mama.โ
And Gojo was always such a messy eater - not even the slightest bit afraid to get his hands dirty.ย
No wonder all his opponents complained that he had the filthiest mouth. His tongue was lengthy, dexterous enough to slither past your panties with a sapping squelch! the very nanosecond your drooling core hits the tip of his tongue.
Oh- Gojoโs eyes agonize shut simply to memorize the pattern in which your strands of dangling slick slipped into his mouth. Lathering his chin all glossy, โYeah like that-โ His rugged palms stick to that perfect curvature of your spine. โ-sit properly. Sit.โ
Youโre mumbling out something barely audible, cut off when he curls a firm hand around your throat and pulls you down onto his ravenous face. โSaid- fucking sit-โ
Sweltering hot breath strikes your geysering hole and makes you keen, your cracked eyelids open just barely enough to spot the way Gojo lands a shimmering glob of saliva right inside. And more when it only adds to the steadily-growing pool you were formulating on his pointed chin, his neck.ย
Whimpering when your weight settles on a purple-ish spot on his cheek where Sukuna had caught him off-guard.ย
โWatch this.โ Heโs moaning throatily, making such a show of letting your slippery slit streak out utter cascades all down his tongue. โTold ya- sโa fuckinโ heh- waterpark. Come ride my mouth, my girl- come- come.โ
Your head tumbles back with a loud โfuckโ when his parched muscle bullies right past the rubbery ring of your entrance. And he takes the time curling his mazing tip into your slicked hole and streeeetching out a cute lilโ heart that makes you whine your poor heart out.ย
With a scoff at the way whoever walked by your clinic definitely knew what was happening, Gojoโs slapping the tender skin of your ass raw. โYeah yeah, louder nโ maybe that ngh- bastard Sukuna will hear.โ
Slowly yet sensually probing his tastebuds into every mushy ridge and corner embedded inside of you, he was roaming so deep. Raking a thorough grip on your right ass cheek to gyrate your sodden cunt rougher.
Fucking you wiiildly with his tongue - so wide. Fast.ย
He was impatient.ย
โYโknow with you sittinโ and- nghh-โ Youโre mewling once he tapes off that sentence with a pinch of your perked clit between his plush lips. Hollowing out those attractive cheeks to tug nโ tug until youโre sobbing. โ-and- and squirming in the seats tonight- this was alllll I could think about?โ
He spits back a loaded wad of drool that slides away back down to your flooded hole, pushing the webbed mess right back with the fat crown of his thumb. โCouldnโt wait-โ
โNgh- Toruโโ Youโre recanting like your own personal mantra, the crackles in your voice following every flop of his textured tongue in and out in and out in and out. โKeep going- hah! Feels so goooodโโ
โMhm, I know.โ Gojo bites back cockily, chewing on the squishy inside of his cheek to stop himself from fucking moaning outloud at how your pussylips were just throbbing. The very same pulse you felt in your tight throat. โHad to stop myself from- ngh- making out with this lady right โere all in front- in front of those cameras.โ
โY-you would-โ
THWACK!
Oh, heโs snapping at the stretchy elastic of your panties to let the slimy fabric spank your precise pussymound.
Taking the filthy, filthy opportunity while youโre thrown into a dumbstruck daze to skim a few strong fingers underneath your stringy panties, Gojo pulls-pulls-pulls until itโs torn cleanly off of your hips. Freeing you completely bare, and gifting him with the perfect scented fabric for him to draw up to his nose and sniffโ
Your jaw dangles widely agape, the same greedy oh! that your dewy hole makes when setting it aside to dip a finger sloppily inside your cunt.
Stocky and long. And yet you take Gojoโs length middle finger with great gulping clamps of your dripping pussy, so much so that youโre hearing a growling โFuuuck, mama- m-made for me.โ from underneath you.
You just made the strongestโฆstutter?
And youโre just pouring wet from the idea, but before you can stupidly open your mouth to taunt the big, bad fighter below you - Gojo squeezes his hold on your neck and draaaags you further down. Until youโre so pushed against his hot maw that you donโt know where you end and he begins.
Heโs spitting, thereโs another pop! as he adds another girthy finger to scissor apart your treacly slit. Rovering and rovering. Your voice shatters into numerous pieces so cutely, and he can feel the way your core pulsates frantically once heโs smudging the doughy tops of his digits nearer to your g-spot.ย
Hmmm, heโs snickering internally. Gojoโs swirlinโ his manicured fingernail right over your bulging magical spots with such ease. It was so cute how obvious you were.ย
โGot such a pretty cunt.โ Youโre arching desperately on and off his vibrato of words, the very same vibrations curdling that tightness in your stomach. โSuch a pretty- prettyโฆโ
โSh-shiiit, Toruโโ You hiccup, warbling shrills filling up Gojoโs ears like his favorite song. And it was. Almost as much as the plap! of a fresh wave of sap spraying a sheen across his face as he slithers in a third finger.
Sliding his pearly whites over your neglected clit, โThaโs my name.โ Gojoโs mouth hangs open with every slop, slapping alllll over the hood of your nub before trying to squish the very mound of his tongue in past your overstuffed entrance. Stimulating you. Driving you insane.
Heโs swatting your ass a few more times until the mere touch of skin-on-skin sends your eyes sliiiding all the way to the back of your head. Gurgling โ wet. โSay it a lilโ louder fโme now.โ
โToruโโ youโre raking your hands down his pecs, nudging your plump clit right into the very tip of his button nose. And oh, youโre feeling the frigid whoosh! of air once Gojo leans his head in and takes a deeeep breath. Tugging gingerly on his unruly hair and he groans-
โLouder.โ
โT-To-โ
โNo stutterinโ.โ
And you donโt know if you could comply with all his mean rules even if you could, the locked vice of his warm palm jostling your watery eyes until they were dead staring at him.ย
He was peering up at you through angelic, white lashes with such loving. Cerise lips swirling all over your beating clit, he could practically taste the rapid ba-dumpโ! of it coating his heated mouth.ย
Starting to crawl straightly up but you donโt even mean to. All he has to do is grasp your throat until all the air drains from your lungs and youโre held there. Solely by his monstrous strength.ย
Swallowing back the leaden lump thatโs permanently branded on your throat, with a flex of broad arms youโre being lazily shoved sloppier and sloppier by each passing second. And as youโre resting your dribbling slit back on his sensual chin, a steamy cloud of Gojoโs giggles hit where youโre stretched the most tautly tight.ย
Blinking eyes flickering with primal need, your bleary vision is just filled with the heavenly sight of him him him. Urging your rickety knees to knobble faster, he murmurs into your folds. โSay it.โ
โP-please.โ The outdated bed sings as youโre shivering. Shaking. And no amount of cute gasps that you intake is enough to stop your heart from racing. โToru. Please l-let me ngh- cum.โ
โHmmmm. Good enough.โ Heโs leering mean-spiritedly up at you, that very same wicked curve of his lips glued to your pretty clit. Gojo lets off a strained growl that almost makes you shy โ desperate. โNowโฆyouโre gonna squirt fโme, mama.โย
Another hit thud! of hits at your g-spot, and another few steps closer to your inevitable high. So close, in fact, that youโre not even realizing what Gojoโd uttered until he lolls out his fat tongue like he was drunken, silvery slabs of spit hitting your inner thighs. โSpit.โ
Fuck- the very same moment your glittery cobweb of saliva is hitting his sizzling tastebuds, youโre hitting your high. Well, more like crashing headfirst into it.ย
And Gojo was right, the way you squirted your brain-shattered release was in the most vapid spurts of juices. Spraying out of you like a fountain, sploshing all over the top of his face nโ gravitating down to his chin. โSquirt on my face- yeahyeah fuck, squirt on my face.โ
One that he loooooves. Oh, how he loves it. Loves you.ย
โSo sweet- fuckโฆfuck, always the fuckinโ sweetest, my girl.โ His guttural syllables ring out and make your eyes immediately flap helplessly shut. Toes curling, โThank you- was so fuckinโ thirsty after that fight. Thank you.โ
Lets his swollen lips slip open to drink up the honeyed squirts in big, deep sluuuuurpsโ! Scraping near your g-spot to draw out more and more of those pooling splotches all over his face. Gojo knots his fingers โround your throat and shoves your pussy to cling to his mouth ruthlessly. Youโre watching through the white-hot stars behind your lids at how obviously his prominent Adamโs apple bumps and propels.ย
Fuck.ย
Glossy layers of slick stick to your folds like a candied apple, and every lilโ suck Gojo leaves drives you craaazy. Soon enough, your thighs are twitching right on top of him, โPlease, Toruโโ
โMmmmโ?โ Heโs panting, positively blistered in sweat at this point. And even when heโs catching his eyes with yours, his own lookโฆcloudy. Feral. Murmuring something like โround oneโ into your outer pussy.
โWant you in meโโ Youโre babbling out the only few sets of words you know will work to draw him away from the sweet, sweet dessert heโs found between your legs. And youโre watching with bated breath as Gojo takes a sloppy second to consider, still nibbling his canines on your sensitive clit.ย
Huffing nโ puffing cutely, youโre reeling your sweet cunt backโ only for Gojo to squeeze his hold around your neck and pull-
โJust one more-โ Heโs contaminating the heady clinic air with repeated saccharine, saturated squelches after every peck upon peck. Like it hurt to part with your pussy - it always did, nโ Gojo made sure to leave her more than enough goodbye kisses.
โOne more-โ Stringy oodles of slick washing over his face, โOne- one more.โ Again. Just another French kiss. โOneโฆโ And again.
And again and again until youโre dipping your hands through his mussed-up bangs of cloudy white and tugging, all that it takes for Gojoโs achingly hard cock to twitch.
โO-oh.โ His voice breaks so many multiple octaves higher as he pulls away with a final - final - slimy graze of his stinging lips. Head lazing in an angle downwards, as if heโd just noticed the painful, rock-hard bulge tenting his too-tight boxing shorts.ย
And Gojoโs cerulean eyes widen, flitting from the slushy wet spot soaked through his dark pants, to the way your glistening hole was winking down at him. Needily - as if to beg.
The middle of your bowed spine tingles with the remnants of your orgasm as soon as Gojo opens his mouth to growl. Low. Rasping.ย
Depraved.ย
โOn- on my cock now, mama.โ Heโs tracing his hands admiringly over your tummy, the edge of his thick thumb drawing a long line right across the middle and your teary slit - measuring you. Where heโd already memorized the sweet lilโ targets heโd be fucking deeeep inside. Could never forget. Gojo nudges his straight nosebridge between your dewy folds once more, โGotta really celebrate wโmy heh- lady here tonight.โ
And as youโre scrambling on your still-tottering knees to slide yourself down his Adonis-like body, he scoffs.ย
With a blunt roll of his eyes, Gojoโs cupping the curve of your slam-driven ass and manhandling you easily. Trawling your weepy pussy down, down, down over every one of the calloused scars on his front, every one of his bumpy abs - you counted eight - to sit all prettily beneath the snug waistline of his shorts.ย
Gojo spies up at you through his chalky bangs, plastered to his forehead with perspiration until youโre barely making his greedy stare out. Eyes half-hooded, pupils darkly dilated until you couldnโt even see those irises.ย
Itโs then - only then - that you realize just how ruined he looked.ย
With that blossoming injury from tonightโs match across his cheek, burnished and purple - though, not even half as bright as the flush that coated his pretty features.ย
All red and raw. You were practically basking in the scalding heat that radiated off of him, melting the glassy sheen of slick that dripped off of him in globules, so fucking wet.ย
And yet, Gojo only ever wanted more. Kissing you with his cutely pink lips, he heaves in great panting gusts. โTake- heh-โ Massive, twitchy hands fall on your own and guide them to his thick hem, a viscous gumdrop of your sap trickles from the point of his nose. โTake โem off fโme, mama. Take a goood long look fโme~โ
โSo bossy.โ
โMmmโ Iโll be fuckinโ that rude mouth shut soon.โ
Gojo sits obediently manspread as you fumble your eager fingertips underneath his shorts and pullโ
The first thing you see is a curly tuft of his white happy trail, glimmering and drenched through with his own buttery precum.ย
And the second thing you seeโฆfuck. Heโs never been harder.
Swollen nโ aching. Gojoโs furiously reddened mushroom tip dribbles out a constant stream of syrupy pre, hitting your hands with a loud splash! And not just thatโ he was spilling out a murked milky few dewdrops as if eating you out had him on the very verge of cumming.ย
Heโs sprawling his swole, veined arms behind his head, letting you gawk and ogle as you please.
And how could you not?
You donโt think youโll ever get used to just how pretty Gojo and his erect cock was. Damn past ten inches, itโs as if he grows every time you see him for a post-match ritual.ย
And so does his rosy cockhead, the exact same shade of pink as his burning cheeks. So wide that your slippery hole clenches โround nothing at the sight. All bloated and over-decorated with so many lightning bolted veins, youโre feeling your mouth water at the mere notion of tasting himโ
โAh ah-โ He tuts, pulling you away as he once more cradles your throat softly in one hand.ย
You pout, โB-butโฆโ
Nodding sloooowly so you understand, โWanna fuck this pretty pussy. Ride me like a hah- good girl now, mโkay?โ
Oh, he was so evil. He knew exactly how that lilโ nickname would have your mind pitching into a state of carnal frenzy.
The desire purely evident on your gorgeous face as youโre toppling your capped knees on either side of his firm, toned waist.ย
One masculine hand wrapping around his bulky hilt - aligning it all ready to smooch your pretty pussy - he sliiiides his heavy head to sandwich between your bloated folds. Rocking upwards into a teasing little back nโ forth that leaves his rigid head swatting on your clit. Pap! Pap! Pap!ย
โReadyโ?โ Gojo drawls out in husked syllables, licking his lips to lap up any remnant of you. Wordless, the only thing you can manage out right now is a shaken nod.
Before it feels like youโre being split apart.
Youโre whining when your hole stretches out with a rowdy sluuuurpโ! just the thickened tip of his length popping in past your entrance. And heโs so fat, you could feel every solid ba-dumpโ! of his prominent veins tugging your cunt apart.ย
โOh, f-fuck, jusโ look at you.โ Heโs spitting through gleaming clenched teeth, words hitting you straight into your saccharine sweet pussy. Biting down on his pouty bottom lip, โJust ngh- look at you takinโ me- taking that biiig stretch, fuck.โ
Your glassy eyes roll all the way back at the way he wasnโt even halfway inside yet already made you feel so dizzy. Stumbling flailingly into his arms, โWanna kiss, Toruโโ
โSโso cute when youโre all cockdrunkโ Gojo whispers as he leaves a stinging spank on your ass, the shock of the force makinโ you swerve your hips deeper down his thick shaft.ย
But he doesnโt kiss you - not yet. Instead, heโs chuckling deeply at your adorable irritation, sharp hips bucking off the mattress just so that he could fit himself inside. Up. Up. Up. Probing and probing his pulsing crowned tip over and over to ease inside a few more solid inches.ย
โT-Tooooruuuuโโ
โMhmโโ He places a warm palm faced open on your tummy, searching for that familiar bump where heโd be ruining you all inside. Where his rounded head would be prying apart your gum-like walls in urgent impales. โIโll kiss you if ya say โbiiig stretchโ fโme, my girl.โ
Youโre squirming your hips impatiently, only to be locked down with only one of Gojoโs hands. Honestly, what did you think going against a fighting champion? โB-big-โ
โNuh uh.โ Bearing you with a wild, animalistic smile that makes you shudder. All wide and toothy. Heโs rudely slapping you once more - this time on your dripping cunt. Quivering. โSay it. Biiig stretch, mama.โ
โB-big-โ You wail out whimpers just as soon as your little mistake leaves Gojoโs swollen shaft inching out of your hole, a warning. Already making you feel so empty inside- โFuck! Big- biiig- stretch mmpf-โ
Before you can register it, a hand clawed into your throat pulls you to crash your lips onto Gojoโs soft ones - muffling the absolute trill youโre letting off when he finally bottoms out with one big push. Finally.ย
โNow mโkissing you here, tooโโ he has the audacity to flush.ย
His sensual mushroom tip scrapes a swiveling line allll down your gooey walls, swirling โround and โround until heโs following the map directly to your g-spot. Giving her a good long snog, youโre curling your toes at the swashing waves of pre that dribble out of him and straight onto that tender orifice.ย
Youโre so full that your mouth overspills with generous helpings of drool, slobbering right onto the valley between his pecs where you found yourself laid.ย
The slick velvety walls of your cunt scoop him up gladly, and Gojo finds himself wearing such a dopey smile at the instinctual way your gummy walls clench. โHmmโ have I ever told ya how much I ngh- love you?โ
And maybe it was the way his thick cock was reaching you everywhere, maybe it was the way Gojo stared at you with heart eyes. It couldโve been anything and everything - you simply found yourself cumming.ย
Right then and there, with only a few vulgar bludgeons of his merciless cock.ย
And Gojo?
Gojo looks like heโs in heaven.ย
Startling out a slight puff of laughter while he careens his hips back to fuck you through your sudden high, and you can feel the way he pinpricks your insides with every thrust. Feel the way he strikes right at your most favorite spots - precisely.ย
โAlready? I really am winninโ tonight- heh. Already won Round 2, too.โย
Round 2? What is heโฆoh.ย
Oh, shit.
Heโs talking about how many times heโs made you cum.
The sounds of his raspy praises make your ears buzz, head throwing backwards when you start to arch your back and rut yourself, attempting to meet his vicious pace. To run.
โFuh-fuuuuckโ Youโre biting your tongue to try and fight back those pathetic pitches and mewls seeping from your lips. And all it takes is a slamming whack into your cervix to render that useless. โFuck me- fuckmefuckme, Toooruโ!โ
โNow now,โ heโs tutting, and oh you can feel your tummy lurch with anticipation at that dark tonality of his. Or maybe that was just the feral twitch of his battering tip.ย
Through eyes saturated with a film of fat droplets of tears, youโre glancing down at the way your hips are suddenly pinned to his toned pelvis. Unmoving. With just his steady grip of your throat. โRunninโs against the rules, mama.โ
And suddenly, youโre moved so fast your cottony brain begins to wonder if maybe youโve teleported.ย
Youโre whimpering as your fatigued back ends up laid over the crescent curves of his pectorals, his front digging into your mounds of flesh as Gojo pulls your clammy knees back back back back. Into a full nelson so mean that you donโt even realize heโs positioned his cock until he sinks allll the way back inโ
โAtttta girl. Look at youuuโโ His hoarse pants sizzle the tender lobes of your ear after every unapologetic pound youโre being graced with. You gawp at the full-length mirror that was right adjacent to the patient bed, shit- you forgot that was even there. ย
And now that youโd taken a glimpse at the lecherous scene, you couldnโt look away.
Gojo was so staggering. Swole muscles bending you pliably, the only thing holding you upright enough so that your cross-eyed stare could lock with your fucked-out reflection in the mirror.ย
Your dizzy pupils circling all over comically the more nโ more he jackhammered away. Vehemently.ย
The girth of his shaft was so big that your head lolls stupidly back into the planes of his collarbones, โTakinโ care of ya favorite fighter.โ
Five exact circumferences of his fingertips sway over to that large, cylindrical outline being oh-so-thoroughly fucked into you. A tummy bulge that he thumbs over, that mushroomy globular end.
โTakinโ c-care of me alllll ngh-โ He massages down on that cute lilโ bump going back and forth back and forth back and forth. Driving himself just as crazy as he was with you. Groaning, โ-here.โ
And Gojoโs body was still aching from the aftereffects of his fight, he was still sore in places with soon-to-be bruises. Yet, he couldnโt stop. Couldnโt even slow down.
Hard and fast.
His crownhead an angry red that prodded your deepest, most tender insides. Pushing and pushing and pushing. So wide that both you and the rickety bed were singing with whimpers after every delving drag of his vein-covered length.
Strokes vulgar. Alllll the way from the very strawberry divot in the middle of his globular tip, to the massive circumference of his hefty base. And even though every pricking whack into your cervix was hard, Gojo took his lazy time pulling back out to make sure you felt every bump and bolt of his swollen veins scraping down your insides.ย
โWatch this.โ
โWh-what- oh.โ
Youโre peering through the smoggy mirror at the way the strongest himself rovers up his big, beefy right arm to wrap neatly โround your neck. His hard-earned biceps bulging against your throat and blocking off your airway sexily.
Watching yourself, you swear you could count every vein thumping down his forearm, every flex of his rippling muscles caging against your neck. Ohโฆyou only got wetter.ย
โSaw you lookinโ at me. Could tell how much ya- haaah- liked this, mama.โ Gojo titters, words sloppy and his strokes even sloppier. โAlmost drenched the heh- seat didnโtya? Watching me? Ohhh you like this donโtcha? Wโmy big arms puttinโ you in a ngh- big headlock?โ
Babbling. Gojo himself was drooling, a thin trickle of spittle that befell with every passing second he watched your sloppy slit swallow his inches.ย
Yearning for more.
Begging for more.
You half-couldnโt believe that was you with your face tear-streaked and oh-so-ruined in the reflection. And once you feel that familiar fluttering from your pussy, youโre slithering down a hand between your legsโ
โDonโt you fuckinโ dare.โ He was breathless.ย
It was so easy for Gojo to trap both your unsteady wrists within only one of his, gruffly bringing you back into your cute headlock whilst pinning them so you could struggle allll you want. But he wasnโt letting up.
Clinging onto your swiveling with one hand, and keeping you manhandled with the other. He bucks his hips so your curved spine is rubbed all down with his sweat-glossed abs, he knew how weak you were for it.ย
Smearing the stocky end of his thumb over your needy clit, โNot when ya have me, mama.โ He breathes next to your ear, so close. Drawing circles. Hearts. His name. Mindlessly lapping away the pearls of tears running down your face, โNot when your d-dear ngh- โToruโsโ here.โ
And when youโre cumming, itโs with those exact words scratching a carnal desire set inside of you.ย
โFuck- mโcumming mโcumming- ngh!โ Your previous orgasms had already taken so much out of you that it was all you could to will yourself not to pass out right now and here.ย
โYeah? Yeah? Go on- I- ngh- win- round three- heh.โ
Sharp stings of pleasure buzzing all the way from your throbbing pussy to your empty head, you draaag your nails all over his sturdy forearms. Your body slicks over with sweltering perspiration, glissading you smoothly up nโ down Gojoโs sculptured body.ย
Gojo jostles you in his headlock to stare deeply into your eyes while he drags out your high, counting every filthy spank he was honing out. Itโs not too far into your overstimulated high before his creamy tip showers your drenched insides with sprays of buttery cum.
You could hear yourself mumbling out faint nonsense with every ropey smack you felt pumped inside you, and it was as if Gojo was orgasming harder than he had his entire life.ย
Cumming and cumming so hard it was like he couldnโt stop - didnโt even know if he could.
And it was so weighty, too.
You could feel the soppy splosh of his sap being bubbled all up inside you, every swab of Gojoโs leaking cockhead frothing it even deeper inside. Youโre swearing the bumpy outline of your tummy bulge was only being cumflated, feeling like he was glueing your very walls together.
Naturally, a few slicked gumdrops of cum ooze their way out between your teary slit. His hips jolt at the primal sight, thick seed dribbling out of you like frosting, formulating so many rings upon rings that Gojo just canโt help but admire and muse as his most favorite ones.ย
Shit, with a humid pop! heโs inching out just to watch the butter-covered sheen that stuck to his red shaft.ย
Hooded, his sapphire gaze rips away from your reflection to narrow down at you. At the way your ancient patient bed was now completely destroyed; headboard split, standing on only three feeble legs.ย
โBroke the bed, heh- thaโs a KO, my girl.โ Gojo lets go of his headlock on you, nuzzling your cheek with his sweat-lacquered forehead whilst you still attempt to catch your breath. โMmmmโ really do love you, yโknow- the fuckinโ b-best prize I could ever have.โ
โI love you tooโโ You find your cartoonishly dazed smile directed up at him. โ-Six Eyes.โ
With a soft groan, he twiddles his thumb over to toy with the sticky seconds of his seed pouring out of you. Lazily.
Letting it scoop onto his fingerpads, shoving it back between your slippy lips. Repeatedly even painting a languid heart with it over your tummy bulge- before skidding the salted cream between your lips.ย
With a fat few fingers stuffed into your dampening maw, overflowing with glutinous saliva, youโre letting your eyes stray back to the reflection in the mirror. Blinking back your vision-
โHoly shit.โ Youโre gaping - at everything from the way that Gojo Satoru had seemed to gain more red, red scratches and bruises all over his arms, back, and pecs from you than in an actual fight, to the way he seemed utterly content about it. โT-Toru, I gave you more marks than Sukuna did during the Shinjuku Showdownโฆโ
โI know.โ
.
.
.
โAaaand welcome back, folks! To the Shinjuku Showdown 2.0!โย
You wince, Haibaraโs commentating voice would never grow any less booming no matter how many times you sat here. Front row for yet another one of Gojoโs famed fights.ย
Though, you squirm in your seat, you wished he could get here sooner.ย
โRequested by our very own King of Curses- heโs quite a sore loser you see- oh, my mistake, Mr. Sukuna, sir. You are the undergroundโs most honorable fighter, of course of course.โ
Ryomen Sukuna scowls even as the crows roar and yell rambunctiously around him, eyes falling on you - for the briefest, tensest second - before he tears away. Pacing around the barren ring like a tiger prowling for his prey.
Only, said prey wasnโt going down without making sure that Sukuna knew the true hierarchy here.ย
โFINALLY! Hereee we have our monster of Japan, Six Eyes, making his long-awaited entrance tonight! Ohhh place your bets, ladies and gentlemen, tonight is going to be goooood!โ
When Gojo Satoru entered the ring, everyone knew. Everyone held their breath.
It never got old seeing his generously over six-foot figure loom menacingly towards the ring, draped in a dark blue robe of crushed velvet. Which just-so-happened to be the exact color of your matching lingerie tonightโฆ
Usual gloves on hand, a tiny, plastic remote in hand.
Youโre shivering as he twiddles it over deftly, pulling down the hiked-up hem of your nurseโs outfit. Just praying that nobody could hear the bzzzโ! of that hot-pink bullet vibrator lodged inside your sloppy pussy.
Meant to be there for the entire fight.ย
The cutting stadium air was so tautly-pulled that you could hear every resounding thud! of his powerful footsteps as Haibara rattles off Sukunaโs introduction. Jumping swiftly and athletically over the ropes of the ring.ย
โAnd in THIS corner, we have Six Eyes, The Strongest. Some fear to speak his name. Some think he isnโt human. With a winning streak ever since he arrived here, with so many knockouts that itโs said they created a new medical term for it. Challenge him and you challenge death. The man. The myth. The nightmare-โย
Then Gojo straightens-ย
โ-a monster that can never be tamed!โ
-and he lets his robe fall.
All red, angry patterns of scratches on full display for the countless rabid photographers and watchers to gawk at. Down his back, down his arms, down his pecs.
Everywhere and anywhere for the eye to see, and to see Gojo- Six Eyes of all people to be so thoroughly claimed. As if he was thrown to the wolves - someone put a hand on him?
Oh, you could hear the reporters stumbling over their questions as they screamed for answers and relationship reveals.ย
Though, all of them were answered once he turns straight to you. Miniscule remote calibrated to the very maximum before Gojo fucking throws it somewhere into the ringside. Even through his muzzle, you could tell he was grinning as you gasped at the lecherous vibrations pulsating to your g-spot.ย
Over and over whilst media personnel - realizing your connection to the most dangerous underground fighter in all of Japan - jostled you for more juicy details. Fuck- everyone was going to know about this. Everyone.ย
Gojo turns back to a fuming Sukuna with a quirk of his ivory brow.ย
โThe monster has- has been tamed! Let the fight begin!โ
A/N. FAWK I NEED HIM. Was this slightly inspired by all the boxing talk going on in my blog? Mayhaps.ย
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pairings - Fratboy Plug Sukuna x Nerdy stoner reader
summary You decide to ask your plug, Ryomen Sukuna for a hook up - but can he match your freak!? Just a fun ass oneshot about falling for your hot ass plug - he won't give you free weed though! :') WC- 11k
warnings - college AU, explicit sex, oral ( m and f receiving) Sukuna whimpering, reader is a nerdy lil freaakkk, weed smoking, jealousy, Sukuna talking shit, p in v sex - with and without protection, cum swallowing (both) tummy bulges, back shots, Kuna has piercings hehe, aftercare, Sukuna being a little yandere tbh
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"What if we like... had sex?" Sukuna starts coughing up the thick smoke of his purple haze, wondering if it's fucking laced with something as you sit there, blunt in your hand and your legs crossed, casually smoking it as if you brought up the fucking weather.
"The fuck did you say!?" He demands after he catches his breath, you inhale your blunt now, you're by far his nerdiest client, you shocked him when you asked to buy from him the first time.
You scream good girl, certified Velma from Scooby-Doo - annoyingย 'actually - jinkies' nerd. The two of you even hanging out was a fucking anomaly, a mathlete and a frat boy, one he didn't try to figure out. He enjoyed selling weed to you and smoking with you, hearing your stupidly intelligent thoughts, he enjoyed looking at you too. Sure you were fucking gorgeous in that soft, sweet way.
So what the fuck was this!?
"It's been a while," you murmur, handing him the blunt back now, he takes a huge rip, coughing again as you speak. "If I'm not really your type it's cool."
"If you're... you... I..."
"Shit, it's fine. Calm down. Just was thinking it'd be fun." He keeps staring at you, mouth wide open, and you sigh, rolling your eyes. "Dude it's fine don't freak out. Forget it."
"Forget it? The fuck?" He's glaring ruby eyes at you, while you take a wad of money out of your little black backpack, decorated with anime pins all over and a ridiculous amount of keychains.
"Here," you hand him the cash, fingers brushing for a moment while he just stares. "Shit, I made it weird."
"Yeah you fucking did. Who just says that?" He glares right at you, thin brows low over his narrowed eyes, those sooty pink lashes too fucking pretty and long, god you're jealous of them!? Are they so pretty because you're baked?
"Sukuna, you've fucked like half the girls I know, I have heard you're pretty good at it." He blinks again at that, a rare blush to his cheeks, not fitting his cocky persona while you put out the blunt, letting it smoke against the tray. "Here's the money. Thanks again."
You turn, and he grips your wrist, pausing you, it feels way too good. Not only has it been way too long, Sukuna was fucking hot, every time he got too close you felt that heat, you literally clenched when he just brushed a big hand across your shoulder to grab something. And your boyfriend broke up with you six months ago, you thought maybe it would be fun to fuck him, Sukuna is sexy as fuck and chill. Now you want to disappear, clearly reading the room wrong as usual.ย
You suck at that.
"You wanna fuck me? What, like... some friends with benefits? Or one time shit?" He stands, hovering so fucking tall, you turn and look at him, blazed whites of his eyes red, you swallow nervously, eyeing the tattoos on his chest in that thin white wifebeater that's just unfair to wear around you while you're ovulating, you can see his nipple piercings through it, and it's doing too much.
"I thought like once, if we liked it sure we could do it more. If we're both single and... get along... plus you're hot."
"Yeah I am." He grins and you roll your eyes.
"You know... never mind."
"Wait brat, shit." You sigh, looking up at him now, as he turns you to him, his cock twitching just looking at your dilated eyes behind thick glasses, your parted lips. His fingers brush against the softness of your sweater, watching your nipples press against the material.
"It's cool if you don't want to. Like I am chill about itย promise." He fingers the edge of your sweater, blitzed off his ass wondering if you're some fucking dream for a moment. But he feels the heat of your skin as his fingers slip up your waist.
"Think you can keep up with me, huh brat?" He murmurs then, snarky with his smirk. You step closer, your finger drifting up his hard chest.
"The question is if you can keep up with me, Sukuna." He scoffs at that, raising a brow that has two little barbells - eyebrows shouldnโt be so sexy, but then Ryomen Sukuna just is sexy, everything about him from his tattoos and piercings, to his ridiculously strong body. His height, his faceโฆ his eyes.
Itโs no wonder girls do flock to him.
โMe, keep up with you?โ Heโs chuckling now, sitting on the couch, legs spread wide, impossibly cocky as he eyes you, acting like his heart isnโt racing when you set down your bag. โYou wonโt get any free weed from it.โ
โI donโt want free weed, and youโre kind of an ass.โ He chuckles again, when you sink to your knees however he falters, vermillion lips parted, you unbuckle him and look right under your glasses at him then, smiling just a bit.
Are youโฆ cocky too!?
Sukuna hasnโt ever had this happen, someone just smiling as they unbuckle him with ease, heโs sure though when you see his cock youโll pause. Heโs a solid ten inches and thick as fuck, even if youโre some dick sucking pro, youโre gonna give pause. Your eyes widen then, licking your lower lip, making him ache to kiss you.
What are these corny ass thoughts!? Heโs scowling at them, irritated that you on your knees has him, Sukuna, nervous!? Since when is he nervous about shit- and when youโre revealing him, and he doesnโt even help you tug down his black silky boxers, you let out a little whine that almost ends him. His hand enwraps in your hair, and your eyes meet his again.
Why are they so pretty? Why is he thinking that instead of being excited to get a blow job, as usual? Youโre running your finger over his tip, making his hips jerk just a bit, moaning softly. โAre you sensitive, Sukuna?โ
โAm Iโฆ youโre a brat, ya know that?โ He glares as you giggle, acting like his cock isnโt way too fucking big, and youโre figuring out if youโll be able to walk after this. โStop teasing and show me what you got, running that pretty mouth huh?โ
His thumb brushes the plump lower lip, you stroke him then, looking right at him as the rough pad of his thumb caresses soft lips, calloused from years of football but so gentle over little teeth indentations on your skin. You swallow, a little nervous suddenly, before taking a breath and leaning forward, pink tongue lapping at the precum already oozing from his slit.
Sukuna whimpers when you do.
You think you imagine it, this giant man whimpering, but as you lap again at his reddened tip, your hand slipping down his thick length, he does it again, quieter, hand pulling your hair so hard tears prick your eyes. The sight is so sexy you canโt take it, taking more of his thick tip deep in your mouth then, looking up as you suck him, your glasses fogging up from your breath.
โOh, fuckโฆโ He shakes it off, biting back another pathetic whimper as you start sucking hard then, heโs acting like heโs controlling your movements but heโs just pulling your hair, watching as you make more and more of his cock disappear. โCan you take more, brat?โ
โSure can,โ you taunt, pulling back with a suctioned pop, but he is intimidating. But damned if you would back down from a challenge. You have next to no gag reflex, but youโve never had a cock this big to contend with. You start sucking him deeper, head bobbing, the sounds of your saliva and his cock fucking your mouth lewd in Sukunaโs apartment.
The sight of him losing it as you suck his cock deeper in your throat, until heโs burning and stretching it with his thrusts is far too attractive, you canโt help but clench your thighs, grinding on nothing for friction watching him. His red eyes are bright, pupils shrunk to pinpoints as he fucks into your throat, the mix of need and the weed making you even wetter.
Whatever strain this was, it was making you unreasonably horny.
โThatโs it, suck me deeper if you can,โ he taunts softly, hips bucking up as he cups your face almost gently, fucking your throat so deep, feeling it tighten as you reach down and play with yourself under your skirt. โFuck, fuck, fuuckkโฆโ
Youโre swallowing all you can, relaxing your throat as you find your clit, moaning then and vibrating right around his cock as he fucks your face. Your hair falls, and he uses one hand to hold it into a ponytail, letting out the weak little whine again while you slide two little fingers in your slick hole, aching for his cock inside you - even if you couldnโt walk the next day.
Youโre thinking of how perfect all the ridges and veins would feel while you keep fingering yourself, tears pricking your eyes, glasses so fogged you can hardly see. Heโs so close to cumming from just a few minutes of your mouth itโs pathetic, he yanks you off him then, looking down and seeing your hand between your thighs.
โWhatโre you-โ Youโre slipping your panties off eagerly then, straddling him and making his breath catch when you grind on his cock. โLet me touch you, fuckโฆโ
โDonโt need it.โ He glares ruby eyes at your audacity- heโll be damned if he doesnโt get to touch your body, your tits that are enticing him with every breath, that soppy little pussy.
โWell I do, fuck youโre slutty, huh?โ You ignore him, focusing on how good his hot, heavy cock feels between your slit, whining out when he yanks down your sweater, revealing your lacy bra.
โFuck me, please,โ he huffs at that, revealing a pretty breast and moaning, thumb brushing over your pretty nipple, making you whine. โAh!โ
โLet me take my time, shit,โ he mumbles, sucking your nipple into his mouth then, your hands entangle in spiky pink locks, feeling the softness of his hair as his other hand grips your ass under your skirt, dragging you over his cock. โThis soaked, how? Havenโt touched you.โ
โTouched myself,โ he glares again, sucking your other nipple, having both your perfect breasts out for his mouth, while his hands sink into your hips, grinding that cock against your clit then, watching your head fall back. โMnh!โ
โYou touched yourself, sucking me got you that excited?โ He taunts, only for you to reach down, stroking his cock again, watching the blush on his cheeks as you move it up and down, twisting your fist just so. โFuckโฆโ
โCondoms?โ You whisper, he nods, tapping your hip real quick for you to get off him. When heโs back with a gold magnum from the drawer, youโre straddling him again, but heโs lifting you up, sinking two of his fingers in your cunt now, and you whine out at the stretch. โAh!โ
โGod, youโre tightโฆ fuckโฆโ He groans as his fingers curl inside your slick, gummy walls, gripping him so good, watching your eyes roll back into your skull. โThink you can take this cock, really?โ
โY-yes, I c-canโฆโ he chuckles, shaking his head and hitting your spongy spot now, making your cunt gush down his fingers as you cry out.
โCum fโme first,โ he murmurs - he would never let a girl not cum before he gets his cock in her. Heโd love to eat you out but youโre not giving him many chances to do shit. Heโd love to kiss you, but heโs leaning back watching you fall apart for him, nodding just a bit when he curls them just right in your hole, gasping. โThatโs it, canโt help yourself can you, slutty little brat?โ
You should be offended, but youโre shattering for his thick fingers, gushing as the orgasm smacks you, rushing all over your body until youโre making a mess, the sound loud and echoing as he groans. Watching you cum, intense as he stares, something youโre not used to - gasping out when he sucks your juices off his fingers, moaning while he cheeks hollow.
Heโs tasting you.
The sight has you faltering for a moment, cunt pulsing from aftershocks as you watch him, hearing his moan, when he hands you the gold wrapper. โFuck, you taste that good?โ
โIt could be the weed,โ you tease, breathless. He chuckles a bit, leaning forward, pressing a kiss on your lips, unsure of what you were okay with. But you meet his lips, and thatโs when Sukuna almost cums then and there, heโs never felt whatever the fuck that is. โMmm, your lips are so soft.โ
โSurprise you?โ He teases, but you nod a bit, a rough man with plush lips so soft theyโre pillowy is surprising. โTake what you want, brat.โ
God heโs fine as fuck.
Youโre hiding your nerves when you tear open the packet, slipping it over his huge cock, did it get bigger, harder somehow!? Even the magnum barely stretches over him as you roll it down his shaft slowly, watching his sooty pink lashes flutter as you do. His lips kiss yours again, and you taste yourself on his lips, when his tongue slips into your mouth.
A mix of weed and your juices, along with something sweet - whatever flavor Sukuna is.
Itโs too intimate then, yeah youโve last fucked your boyfriend, but youโre not inexperienced either with hook ups or a friend with benefits. Youโre choosy, but youโve done this - but for whatever reason your heart races as he lets you take what you want, as his tongue ring clicks against your teeth, and you picture how good itโd feel everywhere, your tummy tightening.
The scent of the weed still smoking out in that ash tray mixes with his cologne, heady and dizzying, your glasses get so fogged you take them off, earning his chuckle as he pulls them off, sitting them on the table. โYou blind now?โ
โLiterallyโฆ I can still see you though.โ You whisper, it makes his heart race, seeing your eyes without them for the first time, he cups your face as you rub his latex covered tip on your soppy cunt.
โPretty fucking eyes, shit,โ he curses then, seeing them grow lidded, as your tight little hole starts sucking him in.
โFuckโฆโ
You both whisper it at the same time, as you sink down on his cock, bit by bit, and he canโt help his moan, loud as his hands move to grip your skirt, yanking it up and using it to pull you down. Your gasp fills his ears with the squelching of your greedy, slutty little cunt sinking more and more on him, and he canโt help but think if he was raw heโd already have busted.
That would be so fucking embarassing, he is Ryomen Sukuna!
He thanks god for the layer, but it still feels far too good, your cunt so tight, gripping him as you move your hips, rolling them in a way no woman should know how to do. Heโs pausing you when you do it again, glaring. โYou know how to ride cock that fucking good?โ
โShow me what you got, Sukuna,โ you whisper, acting like his cock wasnโt burning with that stretch, like you werenโt on the edge. He glares now, picking your hips up with those huge fucking hands, slamming you until heโs against your cervix now, watching with a mean grin as you scream out. โOh my g-god!โ
โRide it now, huh pretty little slut?โ He whispers, repeating it again, hands leaving marks on your ass as his fingers sink into the fat of it. โWhereโs all that talk?โ
You glare, shoving his back against his soft leather couch, moving your hips again and eliciting that whimper, making you smile. โYou whimpering, Sukuna?โ
โOh Iโll fuck your vocal chords up next time, swear to - mmmโฆโ heโs crying out again as your fingers grip his soft shirt, and you glide up and down his cock again. โFucking brat.โ
โMmhmm, can you handle it?โ Youโre gliding up and down his cock, watching him fall apart even with your blurry ass vision you see it, how handsome he is, feeling his strength as his hands wrap your waist, and he bites his lower lip, brows drawing together as you hit just that spot in your cervix. โMnh!โ
Sukuna groans, kissing down your collar bone, your tits bounce as you work him, and heโs worried you were fucking right, how can he hold back his cum when your cunt is gripping him like that!? Heโs lifting you up, slamming you back down hard, you scream out, your nails pressing into his shoulders, and he does it again, again, harder inside you, until you fucking drool.
โThatโs it, canโt talk shit stuffed full of this cock, huh?โ You donโt talk shit back, your eyes are rolled back as he fucks his hips up into you, holding you right up in the goddamn air damn near and using you like a little fuck toy. โThatโs it, gonna cum arenโt you?โ
You answer that when he slams hard and hits your cervix again, reaching down to find your clit with the rough pad of his thumb. โSukuna!โ
God, you crying out his name fucks him up, when he rolls it, feeling how soaked you are, making a mess down his thighs and yours, dripping with how much wetness is pouring. โThatโs it, canโt help yourself,โ
Heโs pressing too perfectly, hitting that spot in you again when his tip drags along your slick walls, and youโre screaming out, the orgasm so hard itโs blinding, youโre trembling in his hold while he watches you, moaning at the sight. Your scream is ridiculous when he pulls back his thumb, sucking more of you off him before bottoming out inside you as much as he can.
โAh! Sukunaโฆโ You cum so hard you have tears of overstimulation, two little ones falling, just making you hotter. Sukuna groans, fucking up into you again and again, wrapping his arms around you as he moves you, and your cries are caught by his lips. โMmm!โ
โMmm,โ heโs lost inside you then, your little body moved where he wants you, your lips parted in screams that he drinks. Sukunaโs close, so fucking close, slowing his thrusts then and looking at you, saliva hanging from between your joined lips when they fall apart. โFuck youโre pretty.โ
โI a-am?โ You whisper, confused and fucked out. Sukuna didnโt seem the sweet words type of guy, he swallows, adam's apple bobbing as he pulses inside you, making you whine out again.
โShut up,โ he scowls, you blink and giggle breathlessly then, trying to roll your hips only for him to smack the fuck out of your ass. โNo more of that, Iโm about toโฆโ
โCum.โ You whisper, rolling them and earning another smack, loud and stinging your skin, just making you more desperate. โCum for me, Sukuna.โ
โBrat.โ He huffs, sinking his sharp teeth into your neck, making you gasp out at the sharp tearing of your delicate skin, when you feel him fuck into you hard, his thick cock ruining your cunt, while heโs teeth hurt so bad youโre cumming from the fucking pain.
You shouldnโt have talked shit.
Heโs way too big for it all, smacks of skin louder when he uses you, moves you, all you can do is gasp and cling to him, while heโs busting inside that condom finally, slowing as he moans right in your fucking ear. Youโre clinging to his back, nails pressing in, screaming out as he pulses so deep, rocking you on his cock himself now, tongue slipping up the curve of your neck as he busts.
Heโs never cum like that.
He canโt see for a fucking second, biting back that whine as he nips at your ear, barbell flicking against it, and he feels your aftershocks milking him, picturing filling that cunt up so full then. The thought makes him leak more and more cum inside the barrier he wants to rip the fuck off, groaning out as he hears your little whimper, as he feels you trembling under his hands as the run across your skin.
He wants you all naked, spread for him, hands slipping over curves he only got to see bits of. Wants to see that pretty cunt spread wide for him, shit he felt it - how does it look? How would it look pouring out cum for him? Heโs kissing you again, rocking you on him, still hard inside your tight walls, which keep quivering around him, until he pulls back, looking at your fucked out face.
Holy fuck. - Itโs all you can think in your head, mouth opening and shutting, when he smirks up at you.
โThink I kept up with you huh?โ
โShitโฆโ You just take a breath, smiling a bit then. โI took it easy on you.โ
โWhat now?โ He glares again as you giggle, easing off him, hissing at how sore you are. โActing like you can even walk after that?โ
โI can walk f-fine.โ Your thighs are aching, trembling when you stubbornly stand, blushing as you look at the cum spurted into his condom, so much of it too, it makes your throat go dry, wanting to swallow him up next time -
Next time - Would he want one?
You shouldnโt care, but you feel it, the nagging need again that shouldnโt exist, when you grab your glasses, putting them back on and bringing him even more clearly into your vision. He stands up then, walking over and throwing the condom out, wincing as he touches himself, so sensitive and still throbbing, while he watches you slip your panties back on.
โNo free weed huh?โ You tease, he chuckles then, shaking his head - as if you didnโt suck dick so good he wouldnโt buy you a fucking rock if you wanted to do that every day.
โNo way,โ he teases back, you brush back your messy hair, giggling a bit when he comes back, buttoning his pants. โWant me to fix your hair? Looks like shit.โ
โYou are a dick!โ He smirks again, but you nod, and he grabs a brush, a flat black one with a wide handle. โYou donโt have to.โ
โI fucked it up, might as well fix it,โ his voice is husky then, he turns you around, slowly running it through the tangles heโd caused, and something feels way too easy, too perfect. Your head falls back a bit, eyes fluttering shut, heโs sweeter than you thought heโd be, thatโs all.
Right?
Heโs methodically running it through your hair slowly, until itโs much closer to where it was when you walked in, and for a moment you feel so vulnerable, sucking his dick and riding him was intimate, but this feels even moreso. Aftercare is not something youโre crazy familiar with, you were always one to dart out of wherever you were after sex.
But you donโt really want to leave.
Youโll blame the weed and his huge cock, for your mind turning to mush, when he starts braiding your hair. โSukuna, what are you up to?โ
โShut it, think itโll look good on you,โ he huffs, running his fingers through your strands now. Heโd braided hair a ton during endless football events where the cheerleaders joined in, a lot of the football guys were actually pretty good at that and even curling hair.
Your hair is silky and gently falling through his fingers as they card through it, until he holds out a hand for a ponytail. You take one of the few off your wrist when he finishes his work, slipping it over your shoulder. You touch it gently, feeling far too many emotions hitting your throat then at the sweet gesture from an outwardly rough and brash man.
โDoes it look cute back there?โ You tease, looking up at him, and he clears his throat then.
โIโd love to see how you look from the back,โ his husky words are met with a tug on your braid, you bite back a gasp at how good it feels - when his doorbell rings, making him grimace. โYeah what?โ
โSukuna, open up,โ he hears Satoruโs pouty voice, making him sigh, and you step away now, hastily grabbing your back, looking at him. Your little braid is tempting him to no end, to yank it, to bend you over the couch, so much he can hardly fucking stand it.
Heโd always found you pretty, but itโs like he canโt get his eyes off you after it, after kissing you.
The fuck is in this weed!?
โSukuna!โ
โGod, hold on.โ He sighs and walks over, opening the door while you grab your lighter, decorated with some nerdy anime guy you seem to be obsessed with. Heโs on the back of your car and on your bag, he noticed.
Sukuna looked better than any anime guy, surely.
Satoru and Suguru are at the door now, holding up baggies of weed, bright blue and green nugs that look way too pretty and fluffy, when their eyes catch sight of you behind them. โHeyy, itโs the hot nerd.โ Satoru teases, earning your eye roll.
โOh whatever,โ they laugh as they walk in, Suguru carrying a case of beer. It was the summer after college, but they used to all live in a huge frat house together, now theyโve all moved into this insanely fancy apartment together - you could fit your entire dorm in their living room - as they moved on to their Masterโs degree. You were an underclassmen, still a Senior in college.
You remember them all very well, but theyโre all pretty annoying. Honestly, Sukuna at least seems to be a little more mature than them, but not by much. Heโs taking a beer out of the case, as they plop themselves down, Suguru puts the rest of the twelve pack in Sukunaโs fridge, Satoru busts out the rolling tray and eyes you with insane blue eyes.
โWanna smoke, sweets?โ He asks, and you shake your head with a little smile.
โI already have, and still have to drive back to the dorm,โ they laugh again.
โShit those suck, though I hear thereโs a big party at the old frat house this weekend,โ Satoru murmurs, handing Sukuna the blunt to finish rolling. When his stupidly long pink tongue laps at the seam of it, your tummy clenches, eyes unable to remove themselves. โYou coming, nerdy girl?โ
โI donโt know, not really my thing. And should you be calling me nerdy, when youโre wearing Lucemon on your shirt?โ Satoru glares, and Suguru and Sukuna snort in laughter.
โYou know who that is? Damn, you just got even hotter.โ He smirks and earns another eye roll, they chuckle but Sukunaโs jaw tenses.
He does not like someone flirting with you.
Holy fuck did your mouth work a number on him like that!?
โUh huh, I might go, I don't know. Umโฆโ You turn to Sukuna now, tilting you head back to look up at him. โThanks forโฆโ
What do you say - thanks for the dick?
Thanks for kissing you, braiding your hair, making you cum?
โUmโฆ the smoke, I appreciate it,โ you murmur, not wanting to just blurt everything out in front of his friends. He clears his throat, rubbing the back of his neck, biceps tensing and bunching, you see your crescent nail prints in his skin then.
It makes you ache to see the visible proof.
This was a dumb fucking idea. When you thought of fucking him, you figured itโd be great, itโd be fun, but you didnโt anticipate whatever feeling this was, the one where you didnโt even wanna leave. This wasnโt how you were - you can chalk it up to the breakup, chalk it up to the weed, to the huge - at least ten inch - cock that has currently fucked you stupidโฆ
Yeah, chalk it up to that.
โThanks for,โ Sukuna trails off now too, seeing the evidence of his teeth against your lower lip, swollen from brutal kisses. His cock is back on hard when he also notices how your sweater is hanging off a shoulder, and there are marks along your pretty collar bone from his suction, damn near making him feral as he thinks of it. โComing over.โ
โYes, of course umโฆ bye you all.โ They wave as you rush out, leaning against the door and exhaling now, trying to collect your breath as you hear them murmur.
โDo you like her or something?โ Suguruโs voice is muffled, but you hear it, and you canโt help but act like some spy, listening when you shouldnโt for the answer.
Did Sukunaโฆ
โSheโs cool, we hang out I guess.โ Is his gruff answer, and you hear the echo of laughter. โDrop it, so whatโs up with this party?โ
You sigh, stepping away, sitting in your car for a moment too long, looking up at the window of Sukunaโs apartment for a moment, wondering if you made it all fucking weird now. You wouldnโt say you two were โfriendsโ but you were cool with each other, and now you were listening if he liked you - as if youโre silently listening on the phone with a friend in middle school or something.
You shake it off and head home, ignoring the gnawing feeling, shifting in your seat at how sore you are, you really talked more shit than you should have, you need a good hot bath after taking him.
Sukuna shuts the blinds, having looked at you as you walked, just to make sure you were good. โYou hit it, huh?โ
โShut up, Suguru.โ Theyโre snorting as the smoke fills the room.
The three of them usually share all the details of their encounters, but he sure the fuck wasnโt sharing anything about you - how you are probably the best thing heโs ever felt wrapped around him. How you sucked him stupid - got him whimpering!? - yeah, no fucking way he admitted that to anyone.
*****
Itโs been a week since you last talked to Sukuna, and during that week youโre absolutely mortified by the amount of times you thought about texting or messaging him on his IG. Much, much worse, after you looked at some of his gym posts before bed, you woke up the next morning cumming thinking about your fucking plug and his huge cock inside you, fuck it was embarassing.
You wanna message him now even, but he hasnโt written you, and you donโt wanna be the girl who mentions - letโs hook up - then gets clingy. Thatโs just not you, and itโs not fair, youโd brought it up and it wasnโt like he asked to hook up with you. When your friends bring up going to a DnD match tonight - instead of going to that frat party, nine times out of ten youโd go for the DnD.
You donโt dig parties, and the DnD group has primo weed too.
Sukuna supplied for all of them after all.
But you instead find yourself dying to go to the party tonight - you may even find yourself buying a whole outfit. Like some goofy, corny ass 90โs movie where the nerdy girl gets hot with a dress, except you sure the fuck werenโt taking your glasses off for that moment, since youโre damn near blind without them.
When Sukuna took off your glasses though?
God.
Snap out of it?!
You may or may not have freaked the fuck out when he hearted your instagram story before the party, biting your lip and giggling way too fucking much. You donโt even take pictures for shit, but you were feeling cute, and that just cinches it in your mind - you want to see him again and not for some weed. You justโฆ
Want to see him.
Plug Sukuna - Hey brat, you coming to the party or doing nerd shit?
You roll your eyes a bit, ignoring the butterflies in your tummy at how excited you are to have him messaging you.
You - Do I look like Iโm going to DnD?
Sukuna flushes, looking at your insta story for the twentieth time, surrounded by girls wearing literally next to nothing, coming up to him as he sits on the couch alone - shit Sukuna never did at parties. He was the life of the party usually, beer pong champion, the one making sure everyone had the best smoke or really anything they asked for.
But all he can think of is seeing you again, and he wishes it was just your pussy and not that he misses your cute little laugh - how you snort just a bit - how you push those glasses up your nose. How excited you get as youโre trying to convince him to watch your cartoons - sorry, anime - and how you take a hit from that blunt, just a bit of your glittery gloss on the tip.
Heโs got one rolled up right now in the middle of a party with music blaring, mixing with the conversation and laughter of so many people, dying to share the blunt with you, to talk to you - he wanted to hit you up so many times, but he sure didnโt wanna be the dude who got pussy whipped in one encounter. You mentioned casual, one time maybe more- but the two of you hadnโt spoken since.
Sukuna was used to women blowing up his phone, begging for it again, even now he has women coming to sit on his lap, which usually is par for the course, but he just doesnโt find much excitement in it. He happens to have one on his right thigh right now, when he watches you walk into the room - and Instagram didnโt even do you justice.
You look so fucking cute, sexy little pleated skirt and a black top that shows that his marks on your pretty breasts faded - theyโre just begging for more on them. He swallows nervously, god why is he nervous, it irritates him!? But he is, as your eyes meet his, and of course dart to the girl on his lap, you give him a little wave and smile, and he curses as you turn away and talk to someone then.
Sukuna unceremoniously shoves the girl off his lap, he canโt say he feels bad about it either, as he heads straight toward you, hearing one of the underclassmen gushing and simping over you. Youโre just staring with a brow raised, unimpressed at the fumbling man, when he walks over smoothly with a blunt, holding it out.
โWanna smoke, brat?โ You look at him now, heโs unfairly hot and shirtless basically, unless you wanna call that black silk open kimono a top. You can see those nipple piercings, a fucking belly button ring leading to a light happy trail that makes your brain short circuit.
You hadnโt seen him shirtless, even sucking him.
โWe were talking - oh, itโs Sukuna, shit! Sorryโฆโ the boy learns fast, backing up and stuttering when Sukuna glares at him. โCatch you later?โ
โSure,โ you sigh, taking the blunt from Sukunaโs fingers now, yours brushing against his softly. โI gotta pay for this?โ
โNah,โ fuck he was a dick huh? He always is, but for a moment he feels bad, even though youโre teasing with a little smile, holding the blunt up for a light. Sukuna immediately busts his out, bright orange flame igniting the tip, watching the cherry brighten as you puff on it. โItโs blueberry.โ
You inhale it like a fucking pro, when donโt you? Heavy, thick smoke falling out of your mouth then getting sucked back into your mouth. You look so good doing it, handing it to him without even a cough, just exhaling it back out, a smile on those pretty lips of yours. He pauses, unsure of even what to say, as he puts it to his lips, and your eyes drift lower.
Your thoughts are filthy as his, his tattoos curve with his body in a way thatโs just slutty actually, black thick lines that arenโt fair honestly. Your body remembers him far too well, when he snatches up two drinks as you two walk over to a quieter part of the party, past a sea of bodies that eye the two of you. You take it gratefully, then wince as the liquor hits your tongue.
โLightweight.โ Sukuna teases, earning a playful shove from you, but your hand pauses on bare skin, watching his rippling, cut abdomen tense as you do.
Fuck.
Your pussy is pulsing from touching his skin, ugh itโs annoying. You know he hasnโt asked you to come over, so you shouldnโt be thinking this badly about him, but how can you not? The memories flit through your mind, his big hands that now hold a blunt and a red solo cup, and how they touched you.
โYou lookโฆโ He pauses, wanting to say dumb fucking words.
Beautiful.
You do look beautiful.
Your eyes lock up with his, and heโs just sputtering like a fucking idiot, as if heโs never talked to a woman, he notices the shimmery shadow youโve brushed across your lid as he looks down at you, so small compared to him. Sukuna towered over everyone, he was used to it, but something about it makes him want to pick you up, carry you somewhere and devour you.
Watch his cock in your tummy bulge.
โI look what?โ Your whisper breaks his racing brain, he sips his drink and sighs now, clearing his throat and putting on a smirk.
โHot.โ
You blink a bit at that. โHot?โ
โYeah, hot.โ He curses himself internally.
โThanks,โ you trail off, it was nice you guess, but you supposed Sukuna said that to every girl, including the ones on his lap as you walked in. And you really hate that it made you sick to see it, off one time fucking him. โYou look good too.โ
โI always do.โ You roll your eyes and laugh a bit, the sound making him ache, when his nameโs being chanted by the pong table.
โYouโre being summoned, Sukuna.โ You tease, inhaling his blunt and stepping closer, so close he inhales your scent, driving him fucking insane.
It takes so much to save face and not drop to his knees and beg you to just allow him to lick your entire body. And he would, fuck, if you let him.
What is wrong with him.
It didnโt help heโd jerked it to you this morning, and every morning, since youโre clearly some succubus hitting all his dreams and making him wake up leaking pre.
โYou good?โ You ask softly, he clears his throat then, glaring at the men waving him over.
โYeah, catch you after I wipe the floor with them?โ He teases, and you nod, just a bit disappointed, but it wasnโt like you were close to Sukuna suddenly.
You were justโฆ
A buyer, and he was your plug. A plug you had literally propositioned, seduced. Him being friendly was sweeter than he even needed to be. You put a hand on his shoulder then, feeling the weed hitting - mixing with the drink in your system, but when you touch him again itโs something else.
โOf course, Iโll be here for probably an hour or so, I donโt know too many people here.โ
โTch wonโt be three minutes theyโll all be shitfaced and losers.โ You laugh at that, but itโs forced, a little awkward.
The party goes on, and every time Sukuna wants to find you, youโre hidden, when he does see you, someoneโs in his fucking way. Like everything and anything is blocking his way - why does he know everyone? Right now he doesnโt wanna fucking catch up, or talk, he just wants to talk to you.
Heโs standing with Suguru and Satoru, as the three of them are sipping on drinks, and he sees you again finally, emerging from one of the bathrooms, but before he can think, there are three dudes talking to you. His jaw clenches at the sight of it, and he canโt keep excusing it to good sex, or wanting to hit again, it just doesnโt feel the same.
Sukuna canโt stand seeing you getting hit on, heโs glaring right at those men, sure heโs only fucked you once - but thatโs enough to make him lose his shit. Suguru and Satoru are trying to get his attention, waving the blunt at him as he scowls over at the pretentious assholes talking to you. Your eyes catch his, youโre clearly unused to the attention it seems, a blush on your cheeks.
Or you like those losers.
Sukuna has been dying to fuck you again, but not just that - been dying to talk to you again, smoke you out, he didnโt say all he wanted to that day. Was it just a one time thing for you? He didnโt even get to drink your pretty pussy, didnโt get to hit it from the back, fuck he has so many positions he wants to do with you, he wants to-
โEarth to Sukuna.โ Satoru says, and he clears his throat, taking a hit of the blunt and letting it fill his lungs.
โYeah?โ He grumbles, and their gazes go in your direction.
โYou really like the cute little nerd, huh?โ Satoru teases, earning Sukunaโs glare.
โShit, youโre down bad bro.โ Suguru chuckles, taking the blunt from Sukunaโs fingers then.
โShut the fuck up. Justโฆ we hooked up andโฆโ He trails off again, and his friends chuckle, nudging each other.
โSo you did, called it. And how was that, is the nerd freaky?โ Satoru asks, sipping his solo red cup, and Sukuna scowls right at his best friends.
โNone of your fucking business.โ
โOh shit, real bad,โ Suguru says then, coughing as he takes his hit.
โLearn to take a real hit, and shut up. Not telling either of you shit.โ
โWe share everything, that meansโฆโ Satoru takes the blunt between his lips now, inhaling and smirking as Sukuna finds one of the men practically dragging your awkward ass to the dance floor.
You are awkward, hot and pretty as you are, you canโt dance for shit, at some point making a really awkward move Sukuna can only describe as shaking dice in your hands. โIs sheโฆ doingโฆโ
Suguru trails off, as Sukuna laughs a bit at you. โSome interesting dance move she learned in DND maybe.โ Sukuna murmurs, and heโs almost okay with it, you seem to have no interest, until the guy drags you by your hips against him.
Thatโs it.
โShitโฆ we strapping up for a fight?โ Suguru asks, and Satoru grins, batshit psycho as always.
โIโm down to fight.โ
โI donโt need your help,โ he scoffs and stomps right over to you, where youโre being grinded on against, snatching the dudeโs wrist up quickly. โSheโs not enjoying herself.โ
โWhat bro?โ Heโs clearly wasted, when Sukunaโs grip tightens he winces. โShit, is it your girl or something?โ
โGo sober up and dance with yourself.โ He shoves at him now, and you blink in confusion. You hadnโt known how to dance really, you figured you would try, him grabbing you was creepy, but you figured youโd get him off you in a moment, when a giant, tall ass Sukuna had practically tossed the kid off.
You canโt help but feel it more, that tightening in your tummy, when his angry red eyes flit down to you. โSukunaโฆโ
โYou werenโt enjoying that, were you?โ He demands, speaking through his teeth damn near.
โUmโฆ huh?โ Are you just really high?
Is Sukunaโฆ jealous?
โCโmon,โ he tugs at your wrist now, and you follow him, so confused, yet fucking thrilled by his big hand on your wrist, in a way that concerns feminism you want him to literally throw you over his shoulder. โShort ass legs canโt keep up.โ
โWeโre not all giants over six four!?โ You huff as he keeps tugging, and you yank back weakly, who wouldnโt be weak in that hold? โWhatโs up with you? Youโre acting super fucking weird.โ
โAm I?โ He laughs, yanking you in his old room - no one has occupied it yet it seems, it was for the head of the frat and they probably havenโt appointed one yet.
โSukuna, youโre actingโฆ jealous?โ You whisper, he scowls down at you, locking the door to one of the rooms then, arm on the other side of you as he is pressing you against the door, making you gasp.
โYou didnโt like them, those guys, did you?โ He whispers angrily, you blink a bit, biting your lower lip, he tugs it out from under your teeth. โDid you?โ
โWould you be mad if I did? Arenโt me and you justโฆ hooking up?โ You murmur, earning a deeper glare, as your heart races.
โOnce. We hooked up once, brat.โ
โOnce. You didnโt want more, right?โ
โYou didnโt want more.โ
โSays who!?โ
โYou never messaged meโฆ youโฆโ He trails off, cursing now, and the two of you just stare at each other, your breasts rising and falling with your breaths, as Sukunaโs hands tighten on your face now, cupping it tightly. โDid you just want it once?โ
โWhat do you think?โ You answer back, hand slipping over his bare chest now, and then he slams his lips on yours, tongue ring clicking against the roof of your mouth when it dives inside, huge hands cupping your face even tighter. You whine into his lips, body aching. โSo do you want more than once?โ
โThe fuck do you think?โ He takes your hand, putting it right on his cock, throbbing and hard, you brush your hand against it, earning his moan.
โThen say you want it again.โ Youโre taunting him, nerdy fucking brat, he scowls as he tilts your chin up.
โYou talk a lot of shit. Think itโs time to get all your attention focused on me now, huh?โ
โHow you gonna do that - ah!โ Sukunaโs on his fucking knees in front of you, making you tremble, breaths coming so fast you cant function, when he lifts up your skirt, looking up at you with dilated eyes almost black, fingering the fishnet stockings youโre wearing - they have no right looking that good on your thighs. โSukuna?โ
โHold your fucking skirt up, brat. Now.โ You blink again, lost at the giant man slipping your panties down your thighs, moaning when your pussy is in his face. โFuck, knew it would be pretty butโฆ fuck you for it being that pretty.โ
โFuck me for it!? Whatโre you even doing down there!โ Youโre yanking at his hair, and he chuckles now, lapping his tongue along your inner thigh, watching as your pussy drools out.
โWhat do you think Iโm doing? Gonna lick every thought of anyone from your pretty fucking head,โ he whispers, kissing your inner thigh again, you gasp. โHavenโt you been eaten out?โ
โI have, justโฆ youโฆ you do that?โ He chuckles, shaking his head as he looks under those pink lashes at you.
โOf course I do, ya didnโt give me a chance last time, jumping my dick like a slutty little brat.โ
โYou- oh!โ Youโre gonna talk shit, but when Ryomen Sukuna licks up your slit then, tongue ring flicking on your clit, you lose any words. โMnh!โ
You almost say you love him from one fucking lick, one wicked stripe of his wet, hot tongue between your lips.
โNothing smart to say, brat?โ He whispers, breath hot against your cunt while he holds your folds open with his thick fingers. You canโt respond, you arch your hips now, resting your shoulders back against the door, silently pleading for more. Sukuna moans softly, flicking his tongue again. โHow about you be nice, say please?โ
โPlease,โ you let out breathlessly, and Sukuna buries his fucking face against your cunt then, drowning himself in your sweet taste, your heat, while he listens to your moans mixing with the blaring music of the party, just an echo, his heart racing in his ears as your cunt gushes down him, messy as fuck. โSโkuna mnh!โ
You canโt even say his name he muses, palming his erection over his pants, he can hardly stand it, heโd tasted you before off his fingers but this was more intense, the sweetness pouring as he tries to catch it. He looks up at you, your head falling forward, feels you trembling, while you crumple that skirt in one hand, the other balancing on his shoulder.
Sukunaโs tongue slots itself into your eager hole, already pulsing around the wet muscle, curling up wickedly and hitting your spot with that fucking barbell, you scream out hoarsely, head slamming the door as he does. He has you cumming with two more flicks, as his nose bumps right against your engorged, twitchy little clit, your whines and grinding hips urging him on, drawing that orgasm out.
Youโre shivering, hips bucking up to fuck his face, wanton and fucking insane how you work them, greedy, pulling at his hair now. โSukuna!โ
โMmh, youโre so easy fโme, huh?โ you want to talk shit, but his tongue flicks and swirls your clit, as your thigh brushes the soft silk of his kimono, and you canโt take it, how fucking good it feels. โSay it, and Iโll let you cum again.โ
โEasyโฆ ah!โ Heโs moaning now, sucking your clit into his hot mouth, vibrating it with his own moans, your skirt falls so he shoves it back up, but your hands have entangled in his pink hair, while heโs devouring all the juices pouring from your slutty little hole, all over his handsome face. โSโKunaโฆโ
โCanโt even say my name, huh?โ He murmurs, pulling back, his face coated in you, the sight should be embarrassing, but instead itโs so sexy you whine out, he smirks - having you whimper this time, when he stands, you wobble. โCanโt stand up brat?โ
โFuckโฆ shut upโฆโ heโs taunting you, but heโs right, he has to wrap an arm around your hips, bending low and running his two fingers up your sensitive slit, watching as your eyes roll back, feeling you tremble in his hold. โKunaโฆโ
โNot my name, tch.โ Youโre delirious when heโs pumped his fingers deep, curling in your quivering walls. โTake them off. Now, get on the bed.โ
You are not one to take orders, you scowl at first, but when heโs slid two of his fingers in your mouth, and has a thigh between yours, youโre grinding on it, desperate, soaking his pants now. Heโs kissing you again, before pulling back, turning you around and unzipping the back of your skirt.
โDo I have to undress you, brat? Whereโs all the shit talking? Keeping up with your freak, hmm?โ Heโs taunting you even as his hands shake, when your skirt slips down, and your head falls back, whining out. โYou donโt talk shit when you cum, is that when your pretty mouth shuts?โ
โShut my mouth, Sukuna.โ He groans, kissing down across the side of your neck, tugging your top down, then up over your head, turning you as the skirt pools around your heels. He is stunned when he sees your body, swallowing nervously, tracing the swell of your breasts, the nip of your waist, the jut of your hips in wonder.
Youโre nervous, him seeing you fully, but his eyes are bright rubies when they hungrily make their way up your face. Your hands slip to his body, slipping off the black kimono, revealing his body fully, so sculpted itโs ridiculous, you lean forward, kissing along a tattoo on his chest, over a thick pectoral muscle, and he huffs, hand entangling in your hair.
โYouโre fuckingโฆโ he doesnโt know how to say it, fuck.
Heโs never said that.
โHot?โ You tease, kissing lower, unbuckling his belt as you do. โYouโre gorgeous, fuckโฆโ
โMe? Tch.โ You nod, and he sighs now, swallowing a bit, tilting your chin up and making you pull away from kissing across his tattoos. โYouโre beautiful, brat, okay?โ
โI am?โ You blink a bit, and he sighs, nodding, jaw tensing so hard thereโs a vein popping out. โOh Sukunaโฆ thank youโฆโ
โShut up.โ You blink in confusion at him, but heโs already picked you up, your arms wrap his strong neck, as his huge hands hold you. โDonโt fucking dance with anyone.โ
โLikeโฆ tonight?โ You ask curiously, he snorts, shaking his head and carrying you over to a huge bed, one he used to sleep in, sitting you on it and brushing your hair back.
โLike not at all.โ Your blush decorates your cheeks, as you bite your lower lip.
โDo you like me, Sukuna?โ Your question makes him laugh, a huge tattooed hand cupping the side of your face and leaning down.
โDo I like you?โ You nod then, suddenly shy for running it like you do, and he sighs, brushing your hair back as you tug at his pants, going to stroke his cock and eliciting that soft whimper of his that wrecks you. โYes, I like youโฆ alot. Okay!?โ
โYou sound so mad about it.โ You tease, stroking him slowly, over those veins that wrap his pretty, heavy cock, and he sighs, snatching your hand now.
โAnd you, brat, huh? Do you like me, baby?โ He whispers, flipping you around, your ass arching up and out, two fingers slipping back inside your hole, stretching you out, making your head fall back as you arch for more.
โY-yes, I do, ngh!โ He pauses then, cock slapping your ass so fucking heavy, precum drizzling across your ass cheeks, dancing messy on your skin.
โShit, you like me?โ His surprised words hit even your horny ass, high ass brain, you look back, getting up on your knees, reaching a hand back around to him now, he leans forward, sighing, cupping you under your chin.
โYes, I really do. I thoughtโฆ maybe you didnโt?โ He shakes his head, heโs not sure the word โlikeโ covers what he feels, but for now itโll suffice. โAs more than a friend?โ
โI donโt do that to friends,โ he murmurs, kissing you again, fingers running along your slit. โDonโt bury my face in my friends.โ
โThenโฆ more than that?โ He nods a bit, and you melt, pressing back against him as he wraps his strong arms around you. โIโd like that too - Iโd also like your cock in me.โ
โCock hungry brat, canโt have a fucking moment, huh?โ You giggle, and the sound wrecks him, heโs kissing you again, tip sliding on your folds. โWanna fuck you raw, wanna cum inside you.โ
โSo do itโฆโ Your answer to his insane statements is to get in the perfect arch for him, he moans as you do.
โFuck, you sure?โ You nod, hands clinging to the blankets while you soak his tip, gushing down in a soppy, squelching mess to the bed. โIโm not going easy on you this time, slutty cunt can take it huh?โ
โI wonโt go easy either, gonna have you whimper - ah!โ Sukunaโs slid inside your cunt in a deep stroke, and without the condom you feel every fucking bit of his cock, from that fat, musroomed tip, to every vein in your slick, gummy walls. โSukuna!โ
โFuck, loosen up,โ he huffs, smacking on your ass cheek, you gasp as he groans, trying not to cum while you grip him so tight. โNow, brat.โ
โI c-canโt, shitโฆ ah!โ Youโre shaking as he slips out, then back inside, feeling so fucking delicious in your cunt you moan, glasses falling right off your face as he fucks into you harder now, slamming and bullying his thick cock deep inside you, so full you feel like youโre splitting apart, still wearing those heels and thigh highs, the sight of them right under your ass taking him the fuck out.
โFuck, feel you, gonna remember my shape, arenโt you?โ He huffs, as he fucks inside you, leaning over you now, hand on the mattress, gripping the blankets right next to you, veins raising from the back of his tattooed hands while his leaky tip drools on your cervix. You gasp out, whining when he stuffs you, his other hand cupping under your chin. โAsked you a question.โ
โConceited,โ you huff, only earning him slamming inside your cunt, youโre blinded when he does, gasping out, ass arching for more of his brutal thrusts while he gives you the most wicked backshots, the sounds of skin slapping echoing and filling your ears, the party long since faded. โF-fuck, ah!โ
โLike me, huh? She doesnโt like me, she loves me, doesnโt she?โ Heโs whispering in your ear, you weakly nod, youโre not typically submissive, but for him you want to be, when he rolls his hips up just so and hits your spot, you scream out at it. โSay it.โ
โNoโฆ mnh!โ He flips you then, right before youโre about to cum, making you whine, picking your thigh up and pulling it high, your heel and stockings ripped off, one by one, until your legs are bare, and the heel of your foot is against his chest. Like this, him hovering over you, cock prodding your soppy entrance, itโs way too intimate.
Like wasnโt a good enough term.
Fucked up over him was better.
โWanna watch me fuck your guts up, huh? Bet you havenโt had that have you, cock ruin your fucking insides?โ Heโs possessive, feral as he looks down, youโve put your glasses on all askew, he tenderly fixes them before tilting your chin down to watch your cunt make his cock disappear. โGodโฆโ
He canโt take it, how sexy it is to see the bulge slowly form as he shoves his thick ten inches as much as he can, between your puffy lips, while you watch him, lips parted, glasses slipping back down your nose again, covered with a sheen of sweat. โOhโฆโ
Youโre watching it, the bulge, ridiculous as he fucks into you so slow, leaning over you and making your leg press up higher, a hand on the back of your thigh, he eyes your face again, as he slips in deeper, till heโs stuffed you far too full. Youโre struggling to take him at this angle, deeper, slower strokes, fucking you up with every single one, your eyes going crossed then.
โWanna see your pretty eyes,โ he murmurs, taking them off, setting them aside and leaning low over you now. โCan you see me, blind little brat?โ
โY-yes. Yes.โ He kisses you again, while heโs bending you in half, fucking you so deep you feel him everywhere, your stomach, fuck your throat, all of it, heโs ruining your cunt until she will just know his shape and you canโt say you mind, not when he slams hard, and you feel your body tense. โKuna, pleaseโฆโ
โWhat, brat, need to cum?โ He whispers, saliva breaking apart in a thin, gossamer string as the filthy sounds of his cock wrecking your squelching cunt fill the room. โSay please, huh?โ
โPlease, mnh! Kuna, please,โ Sukuna reaches down, like he already knows your body after two fuck sessions, finding your twitchy little clit and leaning up, rubbing little circles and angling his hips just so, your orgasm hits you so hard, already sensitive from his tongue, his mouth, those fingers.
โThatโs it, cum all on me, make a fuckinโ mess,โ he murmurs, but in his head heโs already mad with one thought.
His.
You werenโt dancing or talking or smoking with another dude, ever the fuck again - he knows enough people, he can make sure of it too, watching your eyes roll back, that mouth in a slutty O as your cunt starts milking him then. He sucks in a breath, now laying his heavy weight on you, mean strokes hitting so hard and deep the smacks keep echoing as youโre so fucking full.
โSlutty hole wants all my cum, huh? Should I fill you the fuck up, have you drip me the rest of this fucking party?โ Sukunaโs eyes are so dark with his blown out pupils, all you can see is black with red rings around them, as he grips your hip bruising. โCanโt even talk? That pathetic huh? Thought I had to match your freak, brat.โ
โMnhโฆโ You wanna talk back but heโs fucking you from one orgasm into another, and all you can manage is a - โcum in meโ - which pushes him over the edge.
โYeah, can you take all this cum, baby?โ
Baby.
Itโs echoing - Sukuna, your plug, the most popular dude there is, is sweet talking you and rolling his hips. One moment itโs โfucking slutty cunt, feel herโ the next itโs - โso pretty, look at youโ. The mix of filthy, nasty words and sweet whispers, and brutal strokes that ruin your cunt and tender caresses is too much, heโs too much, you canโt formulate words, a girl who's never at a loss for them.
โI c-can take it,โ you whisper finally, eyes locking, and then he moans, lifting your thighs up high, shoving them until theyโre flushed with your breasts, smushed as his weight presses on your thighs, and he starts fucking his veiny, slick cock harder and harder.
โYeah? Beg for it, huh?โ you bite your lip, glaring. โBeg for me to fill this perfect little cunt, be the only one to.โ
โP-possessiveโฆ psychoโฆโ heโs chuckling, like heโs really fucking lost it, slamming in one more time. โBeg m-me, huh?โ
โFuck,โ heโs done with your ass, youโre literally so annoying, but he also is fucking loving it, your attitude even as he has you bent and folded in half. โTiny little cunt, bet she canโt.โ
โI can, f-fuckโฆ justโฆ cum in me- stop talking and - ah!โ Heโs done when you demand it like that, when your nails press into his biceps, his head falls back as he feels his release, so much cum, despite jerking it all week itโs been building up, waiting for you. โSukuna!โ
โGod, feel her, milking every bit, greedy, slutty,โ he murmurs, kissing you over and over, barbell massaging your tongue, his huge hands slipping your thighs down as his ropes of white cum paint your walls. โFuckโฆโ
โMnhโฆโ Youโre weak, head falling to the side for his kisses, thighs shaking violently when he moves again. โSukuna!โ
โMmm, never wanna fucking leave your pussy, god.โ He keeps kissing and slowly pumping, your nails tear into his back, and he loves it, groaning, hoping you leave your marks as he sucks on the base of your neck, lapping up sweat off your skin.
โYou cum so much, holyโฆโ He pulls back, grinning as he leans up, kissing your lips sweetly for just a moment, then glaring.
โYouโre my girlfriend now, got it?โ
You giggle, breathless, brushing a lock of his pink hair back. โAm I now? Not even gonna ask me?โ
His brows lower, ruby eyes narrowing. โNope. I do have a questionโฆโ
โHmm?โ
โWanna smoke?โ You grin, nodding, and Sukuna dips, for a moment you panic, but heโs soon back with water bottles and his bag of weed, while youโre in the bathroom cleaning up. He comes behind you in the mirror, wrapping an arm under your breasts and groaning. โGod, look at you.โ
You turn, leaning up as he leans down, kissing you again, soon the two of you are lounging in the bed, half dressed and laughing, as he inhales the blunt and turns to his side, studying you seriously for a moment, everything feels so comfy and perfect with him, heady. โWhat is it?โ
โJustโฆ youโre really pretty covered in me.โ He murmurs, you flush, eyeing the marks on your thighs, your breasts, taking the blunt from his fingers and inhaling it into your mouth, gesturing for him.
He leans forward, and you blow the smoke into his mouth, he lets it fill his lungs and moans, big hands gripping the narrow of your waist, thumbs brushing under the swells of your breasts. He sucks in the smoke now, exhaling, when he takes the blunt again, sighing, brushing your hair back with his free hand.
โYouโre still not getting free weed, you know.โ
You scoff, glaring as he grins wide. โYou are a jerk!โ
โJust saying, you gotta pay. Maybe a small discount.โ
โA discount!? You just came inside me.โ He laughs now, husky with his smirk, laying back on his arm, bent under his head, inhaling again.
โHmm, yeah I did, didnโt I? Okay, a good discount.โ
โPsh!โ You shove at his big body, when he pins you down, sighing and slipping up your skirt.
โTch, fucked her up, huh?โ He leans down, pressing bites, sharp along your thighs, you gasp out, feeling dizzy and weak, cunt throbbing from him still. โSheโs wasting all that cum.โ
โWasting, what- oh fuck.โ Heโs got two fingers shoving his sticky cum back in your abused hole, inhaling the blunt and blowing the smoke right on your clit then, youโre arching your back, hips bucking up. โWhat theโฆ mnhโฆโ
He sucks his fingers, handing you the blunt, youโre blushing as he makes his way back between your thighs. You inhale the blunt now, letting it hit deep as Ryomen Sukunaโs tongue ring collects the milky white cum oozing from your cunt now.
โHmm,โ you earn a glare when you decide to put your glasses on his face. โYou look hot, imagine - Nerd Kuna. Ow!โ
Sukuna bites your clit, the glasses looking far too sexy on him, and watches you giggle, making his heart race. โOnly nerd here is you.โ
โMnh, Sukunaโฆโ Heโs lapping at you more and more, the clicking and squishing of your cunt as he cleans up the mess heโs made, all while your glasses on his face are fogging up.
He puts out your blunt, back inside you, spitting his cum and yours in your mouth, tongues swapping it so messy together, big hand wrapped around your throat, bringing you with him to cum over and over, and you realize that night, in your fifth or so round - You think you might just be in love with your plug.
I had wayyy too much fun, hope you all enjoyed ittt hehe
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pairings - Fratboy Plug Sukuna x Nerdy stoner reader
summary You decide to ask your plug, Ryomen Sukuna for a hook up - but can he match your freak!? Just a fun ass oneshot about falling for your hot ass plug - he won't give you free weed though! :') WC- 11k
warnings - college AU, explicit sex, oral ( m and f receiving) Sukuna whimpering, reader is a nerdy lil freaakkk, weed smoking, jealousy, Sukuna talking shit, p in v sex - with and without protection, cum swallowing (both) tummy bulges, back shots, Kuna has piercings hehe, aftercare, Sukuna being a little yandere tbh
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"What if we like... had sex?" Sukuna starts coughing up the thick smoke of his purple haze, wondering if it's fucking laced with something as you sit there, blunt in your hand and your legs crossed, casually smoking it as if you brought up the fucking weather.
"The fuck did you say!?" He demands after he catches his breath, you inhale your blunt now, you're by far his nerdiest client, you shocked him when you asked to buy from him the first time.
You scream good girl, certified Velma from Scooby-Doo - annoyingย 'actually - jinkies' nerd. The two of you even hanging out was a fucking anomaly, a mathlete and a frat boy, one he didn't try to figure out. He enjoyed selling weed to you and smoking with you, hearing your stupidly intelligent thoughts, he enjoyed looking at you too. Sure you were fucking gorgeous in that soft, sweet way.
So what the fuck was this!?
"It's been a while," you murmur, handing him the blunt back now, he takes a huge rip, coughing again as you speak. "If I'm not really your type it's cool."
"If you're... you... I..."
"Shit, it's fine. Calm down. Just was thinking it'd be fun." He keeps staring at you, mouth wide open, and you sigh, rolling your eyes. "Dude it's fine don't freak out. Forget it."
"Forget it? The fuck?" He's glaring ruby eyes at you, while you take a wad of money out of your little black backpack, decorated with anime pins all over and a ridiculous amount of keychains.
"Here," you hand him the cash, fingers brushing for a moment while he just stares. "Shit, I made it weird."
"Yeah you fucking did. Who just says that?" He glares right at you, thin brows low over his narrowed eyes, those sooty pink lashes too fucking pretty and long, god you're jealous of them!? Are they so pretty because you're baked?
"Sukuna, you've fucked like half the girls I know, I have heard you're pretty good at it." He blinks again at that, a rare blush to his cheeks, not fitting his cocky persona while you put out the blunt, letting it smoke against the tray. "Here's the money. Thanks again."
You turn, and he grips your wrist, pausing you, it feels way too good. Not only has it been way too long, Sukuna was fucking hot, every time he got too close you felt that heat, you literally clenched when he just brushed a big hand across your shoulder to grab something. And your boyfriend broke up with you six months ago, you thought maybe it would be fun to fuck him, Sukuna is sexy as fuck and chill. Now you want to disappear, clearly reading the room wrong as usual.ย
You suck at that.
"You wanna fuck me? What, like... some friends with benefits? Or one time shit?" He stands, hovering so fucking tall, you turn and look at him, blazed whites of his eyes red, you swallow nervously, eyeing the tattoos on his chest in that thin white wifebeater that's just unfair to wear around you while you're ovulating, you can see his nipple piercings through it, and it's doing too much.
"I thought like once, if we liked it sure we could do it more. If we're both single and... get along... plus you're hot."
"Yeah I am." He grins and you roll your eyes.
"You know... never mind."
"Wait brat, shit." You sigh, looking up at him now, as he turns you to him, his cock twitching just looking at your dilated eyes behind thick glasses, your parted lips. His fingers brush against the softness of your sweater, watching your nipples press against the material.
"It's cool if you don't want to. Like I am chill about itย promise." He fingers the edge of your sweater, blitzed off his ass wondering if you're some fucking dream for a moment. But he feels the heat of your skin as his fingers slip up your waist.
"Think you can keep up with me, huh brat?" He murmurs then, snarky with his smirk. You step closer, your finger drifting up his hard chest.
"The question is if you can keep up with me, Sukuna." He scoffs at that, raising a brow that has two little barbells - eyebrows shouldnโt be so sexy, but then Ryomen Sukuna just is sexy, everything about him from his tattoos and piercings, to his ridiculously strong body. His height, his faceโฆ his eyes.
Itโs no wonder girls do flock to him.
โMe, keep up with you?โ Heโs chuckling now, sitting on the couch, legs spread wide, impossibly cocky as he eyes you, acting like his heart isnโt racing when you set down your bag. โYou wonโt get any free weed from it.โ
โI donโt want free weed, and youโre kind of an ass.โ He chuckles again, when you sink to your knees however he falters, vermillion lips parted, you unbuckle him and look right under your glasses at him then, smiling just a bit.
Are youโฆ cocky too!?
Sukuna hasnโt ever had this happen, someone just smiling as they unbuckle him with ease, heโs sure though when you see his cock youโll pause. Heโs a solid ten inches and thick as fuck, even if youโre some dick sucking pro, youโre gonna give pause. Your eyes widen then, licking your lower lip, making him ache to kiss you.
What are these corny ass thoughts!? Heโs scowling at them, irritated that you on your knees has him, Sukuna, nervous!? Since when is he nervous about shit- and when youโre revealing him, and he doesnโt even help you tug down his black silky boxers, you let out a little whine that almost ends him. His hand enwraps in your hair, and your eyes meet his again.
Why are they so pretty? Why is he thinking that instead of being excited to get a blow job, as usual? Youโre running your finger over his tip, making his hips jerk just a bit, moaning softly. โAre you sensitive, Sukuna?โ
โAm Iโฆ youโre a brat, ya know that?โ He glares as you giggle, acting like his cock isnโt way too fucking big, and youโre figuring out if youโll be able to walk after this. โStop teasing and show me what you got, running that pretty mouth huh?โ
His thumb brushes the plump lower lip, you stroke him then, looking right at him as the rough pad of his thumb caresses soft lips, calloused from years of football but so gentle over little teeth indentations on your skin. You swallow, a little nervous suddenly, before taking a breath and leaning forward, pink tongue lapping at the precum already oozing from his slit.
Sukuna whimpers when you do.
You think you imagine it, this giant man whimpering, but as you lap again at his reddened tip, your hand slipping down his thick length, he does it again, quieter, hand pulling your hair so hard tears prick your eyes. The sight is so sexy you canโt take it, taking more of his thick tip deep in your mouth then, looking up as you suck him, your glasses fogging up from your breath.
โOh, fuckโฆโ He shakes it off, biting back another pathetic whimper as you start sucking hard then, heโs acting like heโs controlling your movements but heโs just pulling your hair, watching as you make more and more of his cock disappear. โCan you take more, brat?โ
โSure can,โ you taunt, pulling back with a suctioned pop, but he is intimidating. But damned if you would back down from a challenge. You have next to no gag reflex, but youโve never had a cock this big to contend with. You start sucking him deeper, head bobbing, the sounds of your saliva and his cock fucking your mouth lewd in Sukunaโs apartment.
The sight of him losing it as you suck his cock deeper in your throat, until heโs burning and stretching it with his thrusts is far too attractive, you canโt help but clench your thighs, grinding on nothing for friction watching him. His red eyes are bright, pupils shrunk to pinpoints as he fucks into your throat, the mix of need and the weed making you even wetter.
Whatever strain this was, it was making you unreasonably horny.
โThatโs it, suck me deeper if you can,โ he taunts softly, hips bucking up as he cups your face almost gently, fucking your throat so deep, feeling it tighten as you reach down and play with yourself under your skirt. โFuck, fuck, fuuckkโฆโ
Youโre swallowing all you can, relaxing your throat as you find your clit, moaning then and vibrating right around his cock as he fucks your face. Your hair falls, and he uses one hand to hold it into a ponytail, letting out the weak little whine again while you slide two little fingers in your slick hole, aching for his cock inside you - even if you couldnโt walk the next day.
Youโre thinking of how perfect all the ridges and veins would feel while you keep fingering yourself, tears pricking your eyes, glasses so fogged you can hardly see. Heโs so close to cumming from just a few minutes of your mouth itโs pathetic, he yanks you off him then, looking down and seeing your hand between your thighs.
โWhatโre you-โ Youโre slipping your panties off eagerly then, straddling him and making his breath catch when you grind on his cock. โLet me touch you, fuckโฆโ
โDonโt need it.โ He glares ruby eyes at your audacity- heโll be damned if he doesnโt get to touch your body, your tits that are enticing him with every breath, that soppy little pussy.
โWell I do, fuck youโre slutty, huh?โ You ignore him, focusing on how good his hot, heavy cock feels between your slit, whining out when he yanks down your sweater, revealing your lacy bra.
โFuck me, please,โ he huffs at that, revealing a pretty breast and moaning, thumb brushing over your pretty nipple, making you whine. โAh!โ
โLet me take my time, shit,โ he mumbles, sucking your nipple into his mouth then, your hands entangle in spiky pink locks, feeling the softness of his hair as his other hand grips your ass under your skirt, dragging you over his cock. โThis soaked, how? Havenโt touched you.โ
โTouched myself,โ he glares again, sucking your other nipple, having both your perfect breasts out for his mouth, while his hands sink into your hips, grinding that cock against your clit then, watching your head fall back. โMnh!โ
โYou touched yourself, sucking me got you that excited?โ He taunts, only for you to reach down, stroking his cock again, watching the blush on his cheeks as you move it up and down, twisting your fist just so. โFuckโฆโ
โCondoms?โ You whisper, he nods, tapping your hip real quick for you to get off him. When heโs back with a gold magnum from the drawer, youโre straddling him again, but heโs lifting you up, sinking two of his fingers in your cunt now, and you whine out at the stretch. โAh!โ
โGod, youโre tightโฆ fuckโฆโ He groans as his fingers curl inside your slick, gummy walls, gripping him so good, watching your eyes roll back into your skull. โThink you can take this cock, really?โ
โY-yes, I c-canโฆโ he chuckles, shaking his head and hitting your spongy spot now, making your cunt gush down his fingers as you cry out.
โCum fโme first,โ he murmurs - he would never let a girl not cum before he gets his cock in her. Heโd love to eat you out but youโre not giving him many chances to do shit. Heโd love to kiss you, but heโs leaning back watching you fall apart for him, nodding just a bit when he curls them just right in your hole, gasping. โThatโs it, canโt help yourself can you, slutty little brat?โ
You should be offended, but youโre shattering for his thick fingers, gushing as the orgasm smacks you, rushing all over your body until youโre making a mess, the sound loud and echoing as he groans. Watching you cum, intense as he stares, something youโre not used to - gasping out when he sucks your juices off his fingers, moaning while he cheeks hollow.
Heโs tasting you.
The sight has you faltering for a moment, cunt pulsing from aftershocks as you watch him, hearing his moan, when he hands you the gold wrapper. โFuck, you taste that good?โ
โIt could be the weed,โ you tease, breathless. He chuckles a bit, leaning forward, pressing a kiss on your lips, unsure of what you were okay with. But you meet his lips, and thatโs when Sukuna almost cums then and there, heโs never felt whatever the fuck that is. โMmm, your lips are so soft.โ
โSurprise you?โ He teases, but you nod a bit, a rough man with plush lips so soft theyโre pillowy is surprising. โTake what you want, brat.โ
God heโs fine as fuck.
Youโre hiding your nerves when you tear open the packet, slipping it over his huge cock, did it get bigger, harder somehow!? Even the magnum barely stretches over him as you roll it down his shaft slowly, watching his sooty pink lashes flutter as you do. His lips kiss yours again, and you taste yourself on his lips, when his tongue slips into your mouth.
A mix of weed and your juices, along with something sweet - whatever flavor Sukuna is.
Itโs too intimate then, yeah youโve last fucked your boyfriend, but youโre not inexperienced either with hook ups or a friend with benefits. Youโre choosy, but youโve done this - but for whatever reason your heart races as he lets you take what you want, as his tongue ring clicks against your teeth, and you picture how good itโd feel everywhere, your tummy tightening.
The scent of the weed still smoking out in that ash tray mixes with his cologne, heady and dizzying, your glasses get so fogged you take them off, earning his chuckle as he pulls them off, sitting them on the table. โYou blind now?โ
โLiterallyโฆ I can still see you though.โ You whisper, it makes his heart race, seeing your eyes without them for the first time, he cups your face as you rub his latex covered tip on your soppy cunt.
โPretty fucking eyes, shit,โ he curses then, seeing them grow lidded, as your tight little hole starts sucking him in.
โFuckโฆโ
You both whisper it at the same time, as you sink down on his cock, bit by bit, and he canโt help his moan, loud as his hands move to grip your skirt, yanking it up and using it to pull you down. Your gasp fills his ears with the squelching of your greedy, slutty little cunt sinking more and more on him, and he canโt help but think if he was raw heโd already have busted.
That would be so fucking embarassing, he is Ryomen Sukuna!
He thanks god for the layer, but it still feels far too good, your cunt so tight, gripping him as you move your hips, rolling them in a way no woman should know how to do. Heโs pausing you when you do it again, glaring. โYou know how to ride cock that fucking good?โ
โShow me what you got, Sukuna,โ you whisper, acting like his cock wasnโt burning with that stretch, like you werenโt on the edge. He glares now, picking your hips up with those huge fucking hands, slamming you until heโs against your cervix now, watching with a mean grin as you scream out. โOh my g-god!โ
โRide it now, huh pretty little slut?โ He whispers, repeating it again, hands leaving marks on your ass as his fingers sink into the fat of it. โWhereโs all that talk?โ
You glare, shoving his back against his soft leather couch, moving your hips again and eliciting that whimper, making you smile. โYou whimpering, Sukuna?โ
โOh Iโll fuck your vocal chords up next time, swear to - mmmโฆโ heโs crying out again as your fingers grip his soft shirt, and you glide up and down his cock again. โFucking brat.โ
โMmhmm, can you handle it?โ Youโre gliding up and down his cock, watching him fall apart even with your blurry ass vision you see it, how handsome he is, feeling his strength as his hands wrap your waist, and he bites his lower lip, brows drawing together as you hit just that spot in your cervix. โMnh!โ
Sukuna groans, kissing down your collar bone, your tits bounce as you work him, and heโs worried you were fucking right, how can he hold back his cum when your cunt is gripping him like that!? Heโs lifting you up, slamming you back down hard, you scream out, your nails pressing into his shoulders, and he does it again, again, harder inside you, until you fucking drool.
โThatโs it, canโt talk shit stuffed full of this cock, huh?โ You donโt talk shit back, your eyes are rolled back as he fucks his hips up into you, holding you right up in the goddamn air damn near and using you like a little fuck toy. โThatโs it, gonna cum arenโt you?โ
You answer that when he slams hard and hits your cervix again, reaching down to find your clit with the rough pad of his thumb. โSukuna!โ
God, you crying out his name fucks him up, when he rolls it, feeling how soaked you are, making a mess down his thighs and yours, dripping with how much wetness is pouring. โThatโs it, canโt help yourself,โ
Heโs pressing too perfectly, hitting that spot in you again when his tip drags along your slick walls, and youโre screaming out, the orgasm so hard itโs blinding, youโre trembling in his hold while he watches you, moaning at the sight. Your scream is ridiculous when he pulls back his thumb, sucking more of you off him before bottoming out inside you as much as he can.
โAh! Sukunaโฆโ You cum so hard you have tears of overstimulation, two little ones falling, just making you hotter. Sukuna groans, fucking up into you again and again, wrapping his arms around you as he moves you, and your cries are caught by his lips. โMmm!โ
โMmm,โ heโs lost inside you then, your little body moved where he wants you, your lips parted in screams that he drinks. Sukunaโs close, so fucking close, slowing his thrusts then and looking at you, saliva hanging from between your joined lips when they fall apart. โFuck youโre pretty.โ
โI a-am?โ You whisper, confused and fucked out. Sukuna didnโt seem the sweet words type of guy, he swallows, adam's apple bobbing as he pulses inside you, making you whine out again.
โShut up,โ he scowls, you blink and giggle breathlessly then, trying to roll your hips only for him to smack the fuck out of your ass. โNo more of that, Iโm about toโฆโ
โCum.โ You whisper, rolling them and earning another smack, loud and stinging your skin, just making you more desperate. โCum for me, Sukuna.โ
โBrat.โ He huffs, sinking his sharp teeth into your neck, making you gasp out at the sharp tearing of your delicate skin, when you feel him fuck into you hard, his thick cock ruining your cunt, while heโs teeth hurt so bad youโre cumming from the fucking pain.
You shouldnโt have talked shit.
Heโs way too big for it all, smacks of skin louder when he uses you, moves you, all you can do is gasp and cling to him, while heโs busting inside that condom finally, slowing as he moans right in your fucking ear. Youโre clinging to his back, nails pressing in, screaming out as he pulses so deep, rocking you on his cock himself now, tongue slipping up the curve of your neck as he busts.
Heโs never cum like that.
He canโt see for a fucking second, biting back that whine as he nips at your ear, barbell flicking against it, and he feels your aftershocks milking him, picturing filling that cunt up so full then. The thought makes him leak more and more cum inside the barrier he wants to rip the fuck off, groaning out as he hears your little whimper, as he feels you trembling under his hands as the run across your skin.
He wants you all naked, spread for him, hands slipping over curves he only got to see bits of. Wants to see that pretty cunt spread wide for him, shit he felt it - how does it look? How would it look pouring out cum for him? Heโs kissing you again, rocking you on him, still hard inside your tight walls, which keep quivering around him, until he pulls back, looking at your fucked out face.
Holy fuck. - Itโs all you can think in your head, mouth opening and shutting, when he smirks up at you.
โThink I kept up with you huh?โ
โShitโฆโ You just take a breath, smiling a bit then. โI took it easy on you.โ
โWhat now?โ He glares again as you giggle, easing off him, hissing at how sore you are. โActing like you can even walk after that?โ
โI can walk f-fine.โ Your thighs are aching, trembling when you stubbornly stand, blushing as you look at the cum spurted into his condom, so much of it too, it makes your throat go dry, wanting to swallow him up next time -
Next time - Would he want one?
You shouldnโt care, but you feel it, the nagging need again that shouldnโt exist, when you grab your glasses, putting them back on and bringing him even more clearly into your vision. He stands up then, walking over and throwing the condom out, wincing as he touches himself, so sensitive and still throbbing, while he watches you slip your panties back on.
โNo free weed huh?โ You tease, he chuckles then, shaking his head - as if you didnโt suck dick so good he wouldnโt buy you a fucking rock if you wanted to do that every day.
โNo way,โ he teases back, you brush back your messy hair, giggling a bit when he comes back, buttoning his pants. โWant me to fix your hair? Looks like shit.โ
โYou are a dick!โ He smirks again, but you nod, and he grabs a brush, a flat black one with a wide handle. โYou donโt have to.โ
โI fucked it up, might as well fix it,โ his voice is husky then, he turns you around, slowly running it through the tangles heโd caused, and something feels way too easy, too perfect. Your head falls back a bit, eyes fluttering shut, heโs sweeter than you thought heโd be, thatโs all.
Right?
Heโs methodically running it through your hair slowly, until itโs much closer to where it was when you walked in, and for a moment you feel so vulnerable, sucking his dick and riding him was intimate, but this feels even moreso. Aftercare is not something youโre crazy familiar with, you were always one to dart out of wherever you were after sex.
But you donโt really want to leave.
Youโll blame the weed and his huge cock, for your mind turning to mush, when he starts braiding your hair. โSukuna, what are you up to?โ
โShut it, think itโll look good on you,โ he huffs, running his fingers through your strands now. Heโd braided hair a ton during endless football events where the cheerleaders joined in, a lot of the football guys were actually pretty good at that and even curling hair.
Your hair is silky and gently falling through his fingers as they card through it, until he holds out a hand for a ponytail. You take one of the few off your wrist when he finishes his work, slipping it over your shoulder. You touch it gently, feeling far too many emotions hitting your throat then at the sweet gesture from an outwardly rough and brash man.
โDoes it look cute back there?โ You tease, looking up at him, and he clears his throat then.
โIโd love to see how you look from the back,โ his husky words are met with a tug on your braid, you bite back a gasp at how good it feels - when his doorbell rings, making him grimace. โYeah what?โ
โSukuna, open up,โ he hears Satoruโs pouty voice, making him sigh, and you step away now, hastily grabbing your back, looking at him. Your little braid is tempting him to no end, to yank it, to bend you over the couch, so much he can hardly fucking stand it.
Heโd always found you pretty, but itโs like he canโt get his eyes off you after it, after kissing you.
The fuck is in this weed!?
โSukuna!โ
โGod, hold on.โ He sighs and walks over, opening the door while you grab your lighter, decorated with some nerdy anime guy you seem to be obsessed with. Heโs on the back of your car and on your bag, he noticed.
Sukuna looked better than any anime guy, surely.
Satoru and Suguru are at the door now, holding up baggies of weed, bright blue and green nugs that look way too pretty and fluffy, when their eyes catch sight of you behind them. โHeyy, itโs the hot nerd.โ Satoru teases, earning your eye roll.
โOh whatever,โ they laugh as they walk in, Suguru carrying a case of beer. It was the summer after college, but they used to all live in a huge frat house together, now theyโve all moved into this insanely fancy apartment together - you could fit your entire dorm in their living room - as they moved on to their Masterโs degree. You were an underclassmen, still a Senior in college.
You remember them all very well, but theyโre all pretty annoying. Honestly, Sukuna at least seems to be a little more mature than them, but not by much. Heโs taking a beer out of the case, as they plop themselves down, Suguru puts the rest of the twelve pack in Sukunaโs fridge, Satoru busts out the rolling tray and eyes you with insane blue eyes.
โWanna smoke, sweets?โ He asks, and you shake your head with a little smile.
โI already have, and still have to drive back to the dorm,โ they laugh again.
โShit those suck, though I hear thereโs a big party at the old frat house this weekend,โ Satoru murmurs, handing Sukuna the blunt to finish rolling. When his stupidly long pink tongue laps at the seam of it, your tummy clenches, eyes unable to remove themselves. โYou coming, nerdy girl?โ
โI donโt know, not really my thing. And should you be calling me nerdy, when youโre wearing Lucemon on your shirt?โ Satoru glares, and Suguru and Sukuna snort in laughter.
โYou know who that is? Damn, you just got even hotter.โ He smirks and earns another eye roll, they chuckle but Sukunaโs jaw tenses.
He does not like someone flirting with you.
Holy fuck did your mouth work a number on him like that!?
โUh huh, I might go, I don't know. Umโฆโ You turn to Sukuna now, tilting you head back to look up at him. โThanks forโฆโ
What do you say - thanks for the dick?
Thanks for kissing you, braiding your hair, making you cum?
โUmโฆ the smoke, I appreciate it,โ you murmur, not wanting to just blurt everything out in front of his friends. He clears his throat, rubbing the back of his neck, biceps tensing and bunching, you see your crescent nail prints in his skin then.
It makes you ache to see the visible proof.
This was a dumb fucking idea. When you thought of fucking him, you figured itโd be great, itโd be fun, but you didnโt anticipate whatever feeling this was, the one where you didnโt even wanna leave. This wasnโt how you were - you can chalk it up to the breakup, chalk it up to the weed, to the huge - at least ten inch - cock that has currently fucked you stupidโฆ
Yeah, chalk it up to that.
โThanks for,โ Sukuna trails off now too, seeing the evidence of his teeth against your lower lip, swollen from brutal kisses. His cock is back on hard when he also notices how your sweater is hanging off a shoulder, and there are marks along your pretty collar bone from his suction, damn near making him feral as he thinks of it. โComing over.โ
โYes, of course umโฆ bye you all.โ They wave as you rush out, leaning against the door and exhaling now, trying to collect your breath as you hear them murmur.
โDo you like her or something?โ Suguruโs voice is muffled, but you hear it, and you canโt help but act like some spy, listening when you shouldnโt for the answer.
Did Sukunaโฆ
โSheโs cool, we hang out I guess.โ Is his gruff answer, and you hear the echo of laughter. โDrop it, so whatโs up with this party?โ
You sigh, stepping away, sitting in your car for a moment too long, looking up at the window of Sukunaโs apartment for a moment, wondering if you made it all fucking weird now. You wouldnโt say you two were โfriendsโ but you were cool with each other, and now you were listening if he liked you - as if youโre silently listening on the phone with a friend in middle school or something.
You shake it off and head home, ignoring the gnawing feeling, shifting in your seat at how sore you are, you really talked more shit than you should have, you need a good hot bath after taking him.
Sukuna shuts the blinds, having looked at you as you walked, just to make sure you were good. โYou hit it, huh?โ
โShut up, Suguru.โ Theyโre snorting as the smoke fills the room.
The three of them usually share all the details of their encounters, but he sure the fuck wasnโt sharing anything about you - how you are probably the best thing heโs ever felt wrapped around him. How you sucked him stupid - got him whimpering!? - yeah, no fucking way he admitted that to anyone.
*****
Itโs been a week since you last talked to Sukuna, and during that week youโre absolutely mortified by the amount of times you thought about texting or messaging him on his IG. Much, much worse, after you looked at some of his gym posts before bed, you woke up the next morning cumming thinking about your fucking plug and his huge cock inside you, fuck it was embarassing.
You wanna message him now even, but he hasnโt written you, and you donโt wanna be the girl who mentions - letโs hook up - then gets clingy. Thatโs just not you, and itโs not fair, youโd brought it up and it wasnโt like he asked to hook up with you. When your friends bring up going to a DnD match tonight - instead of going to that frat party, nine times out of ten youโd go for the DnD.
You donโt dig parties, and the DnD group has primo weed too.
Sukuna supplied for all of them after all.
But you instead find yourself dying to go to the party tonight - you may even find yourself buying a whole outfit. Like some goofy, corny ass 90โs movie where the nerdy girl gets hot with a dress, except you sure the fuck werenโt taking your glasses off for that moment, since youโre damn near blind without them.
When Sukuna took off your glasses though?
God.
Snap out of it?!
You may or may not have freaked the fuck out when he hearted your instagram story before the party, biting your lip and giggling way too fucking much. You donโt even take pictures for shit, but you were feeling cute, and that just cinches it in your mind - you want to see him again and not for some weed. You justโฆ
Want to see him.
Plug Sukuna - Hey brat, you coming to the party or doing nerd shit?
You roll your eyes a bit, ignoring the butterflies in your tummy at how excited you are to have him messaging you.
You - Do I look like Iโm going to DnD?
Sukuna flushes, looking at your insta story for the twentieth time, surrounded by girls wearing literally next to nothing, coming up to him as he sits on the couch alone - shit Sukuna never did at parties. He was the life of the party usually, beer pong champion, the one making sure everyone had the best smoke or really anything they asked for.
But all he can think of is seeing you again, and he wishes it was just your pussy and not that he misses your cute little laugh - how you snort just a bit - how you push those glasses up your nose. How excited you get as youโre trying to convince him to watch your cartoons - sorry, anime - and how you take a hit from that blunt, just a bit of your glittery gloss on the tip.
Heโs got one rolled up right now in the middle of a party with music blaring, mixing with the conversation and laughter of so many people, dying to share the blunt with you, to talk to you - he wanted to hit you up so many times, but he sure didnโt wanna be the dude who got pussy whipped in one encounter. You mentioned casual, one time maybe more- but the two of you hadnโt spoken since.
Sukuna was used to women blowing up his phone, begging for it again, even now he has women coming to sit on his lap, which usually is par for the course, but he just doesnโt find much excitement in it. He happens to have one on his right thigh right now, when he watches you walk into the room - and Instagram didnโt even do you justice.
You look so fucking cute, sexy little pleated skirt and a black top that shows that his marks on your pretty breasts faded - theyโre just begging for more on them. He swallows nervously, god why is he nervous, it irritates him!? But he is, as your eyes meet his, and of course dart to the girl on his lap, you give him a little wave and smile, and he curses as you turn away and talk to someone then.
Sukuna unceremoniously shoves the girl off his lap, he canโt say he feels bad about it either, as he heads straight toward you, hearing one of the underclassmen gushing and simping over you. Youโre just staring with a brow raised, unimpressed at the fumbling man, when he walks over smoothly with a blunt, holding it out.
โWanna smoke, brat?โ You look at him now, heโs unfairly hot and shirtless basically, unless you wanna call that black silk open kimono a top. You can see those nipple piercings, a fucking belly button ring leading to a light happy trail that makes your brain short circuit.
You hadnโt seen him shirtless, even sucking him.
โWe were talking - oh, itโs Sukuna, shit! Sorryโฆโ the boy learns fast, backing up and stuttering when Sukuna glares at him. โCatch you later?โ
โSure,โ you sigh, taking the blunt from Sukunaโs fingers now, yours brushing against his softly. โI gotta pay for this?โ
โNah,โ fuck he was a dick huh? He always is, but for a moment he feels bad, even though youโre teasing with a little smile, holding the blunt up for a light. Sukuna immediately busts his out, bright orange flame igniting the tip, watching the cherry brighten as you puff on it. โItโs blueberry.โ
You inhale it like a fucking pro, when donโt you? Heavy, thick smoke falling out of your mouth then getting sucked back into your mouth. You look so good doing it, handing it to him without even a cough, just exhaling it back out, a smile on those pretty lips of yours. He pauses, unsure of even what to say, as he puts it to his lips, and your eyes drift lower.
Your thoughts are filthy as his, his tattoos curve with his body in a way thatโs just slutty actually, black thick lines that arenโt fair honestly. Your body remembers him far too well, when he snatches up two drinks as you two walk over to a quieter part of the party, past a sea of bodies that eye the two of you. You take it gratefully, then wince as the liquor hits your tongue.
โLightweight.โ Sukuna teases, earning a playful shove from you, but your hand pauses on bare skin, watching his rippling, cut abdomen tense as you do.
Fuck.
Your pussy is pulsing from touching his skin, ugh itโs annoying. You know he hasnโt asked you to come over, so you shouldnโt be thinking this badly about him, but how can you not? The memories flit through your mind, his big hands that now hold a blunt and a red solo cup, and how they touched you.
โYou lookโฆโ He pauses, wanting to say dumb fucking words.
Beautiful.
You do look beautiful.
Your eyes lock up with his, and heโs just sputtering like a fucking idiot, as if heโs never talked to a woman, he notices the shimmery shadow youโve brushed across your lid as he looks down at you, so small compared to him. Sukuna towered over everyone, he was used to it, but something about it makes him want to pick you up, carry you somewhere and devour you.
Watch his cock in your tummy bulge.
โI look what?โ Your whisper breaks his racing brain, he sips his drink and sighs now, clearing his throat and putting on a smirk.
โHot.โ
You blink a bit at that. โHot?โ
โYeah, hot.โ He curses himself internally.
โThanks,โ you trail off, it was nice you guess, but you supposed Sukuna said that to every girl, including the ones on his lap as you walked in. And you really hate that it made you sick to see it, off one time fucking him. โYou look good too.โ
โI always do.โ You roll your eyes and laugh a bit, the sound making him ache, when his nameโs being chanted by the pong table.
โYouโre being summoned, Sukuna.โ You tease, inhaling his blunt and stepping closer, so close he inhales your scent, driving him fucking insane.
It takes so much to save face and not drop to his knees and beg you to just allow him to lick your entire body. And he would, fuck, if you let him.
What is wrong with him.
It didnโt help heโd jerked it to you this morning, and every morning, since youโre clearly some succubus hitting all his dreams and making him wake up leaking pre.
โYou good?โ You ask softly, he clears his throat then, glaring at the men waving him over.
โYeah, catch you after I wipe the floor with them?โ He teases, and you nod, just a bit disappointed, but it wasnโt like you were close to Sukuna suddenly.
You were justโฆ
A buyer, and he was your plug. A plug you had literally propositioned, seduced. Him being friendly was sweeter than he even needed to be. You put a hand on his shoulder then, feeling the weed hitting - mixing with the drink in your system, but when you touch him again itโs something else.
โOf course, Iโll be here for probably an hour or so, I donโt know too many people here.โ
โTch wonโt be three minutes theyโll all be shitfaced and losers.โ You laugh at that, but itโs forced, a little awkward.
The party goes on, and every time Sukuna wants to find you, youโre hidden, when he does see you, someoneโs in his fucking way. Like everything and anything is blocking his way - why does he know everyone? Right now he doesnโt wanna fucking catch up, or talk, he just wants to talk to you.
Heโs standing with Suguru and Satoru, as the three of them are sipping on drinks, and he sees you again finally, emerging from one of the bathrooms, but before he can think, there are three dudes talking to you. His jaw clenches at the sight of it, and he canโt keep excusing it to good sex, or wanting to hit again, it just doesnโt feel the same.
Sukuna canโt stand seeing you getting hit on, heโs glaring right at those men, sure heโs only fucked you once - but thatโs enough to make him lose his shit. Suguru and Satoru are trying to get his attention, waving the blunt at him as he scowls over at the pretentious assholes talking to you. Your eyes catch his, youโre clearly unused to the attention it seems, a blush on your cheeks.
Or you like those losers.
Sukuna has been dying to fuck you again, but not just that - been dying to talk to you again, smoke you out, he didnโt say all he wanted to that day. Was it just a one time thing for you? He didnโt even get to drink your pretty pussy, didnโt get to hit it from the back, fuck he has so many positions he wants to do with you, he wants to-
โEarth to Sukuna.โ Satoru says, and he clears his throat, taking a hit of the blunt and letting it fill his lungs.
โYeah?โ He grumbles, and their gazes go in your direction.
โYou really like the cute little nerd, huh?โ Satoru teases, earning Sukunaโs glare.
โShit, youโre down bad bro.โ Suguru chuckles, taking the blunt from Sukunaโs fingers then.
โShut the fuck up. Justโฆ we hooked up andโฆโ He trails off again, and his friends chuckle, nudging each other.
โSo you did, called it. And how was that, is the nerd freaky?โ Satoru asks, sipping his solo red cup, and Sukuna scowls right at his best friends.
โNone of your fucking business.โ
โOh shit, real bad,โ Suguru says then, coughing as he takes his hit.
โLearn to take a real hit, and shut up. Not telling either of you shit.โ
โWe share everything, that meansโฆโ Satoru takes the blunt between his lips now, inhaling and smirking as Sukuna finds one of the men practically dragging your awkward ass to the dance floor.
You are awkward, hot and pretty as you are, you canโt dance for shit, at some point making a really awkward move Sukuna can only describe as shaking dice in your hands. โIs sheโฆ doingโฆโ
Suguru trails off, as Sukuna laughs a bit at you. โSome interesting dance move she learned in DND maybe.โ Sukuna murmurs, and heโs almost okay with it, you seem to have no interest, until the guy drags you by your hips against him.
Thatโs it.
โShitโฆ we strapping up for a fight?โ Suguru asks, and Satoru grins, batshit psycho as always.
โIโm down to fight.โ
โI donโt need your help,โ he scoffs and stomps right over to you, where youโre being grinded on against, snatching the dudeโs wrist up quickly. โSheโs not enjoying herself.โ
โWhat bro?โ Heโs clearly wasted, when Sukunaโs grip tightens he winces. โShit, is it your girl or something?โ
โGo sober up and dance with yourself.โ He shoves at him now, and you blink in confusion. You hadnโt known how to dance really, you figured you would try, him grabbing you was creepy, but you figured youโd get him off you in a moment, when a giant, tall ass Sukuna had practically tossed the kid off.
You canโt help but feel it more, that tightening in your tummy, when his angry red eyes flit down to you. โSukunaโฆโ
โYou werenโt enjoying that, were you?โ He demands, speaking through his teeth damn near.
โUmโฆ huh?โ Are you just really high?
Is Sukunaโฆ jealous?
โCโmon,โ he tugs at your wrist now, and you follow him, so confused, yet fucking thrilled by his big hand on your wrist, in a way that concerns feminism you want him to literally throw you over his shoulder. โShort ass legs canโt keep up.โ
โWeโre not all giants over six four!?โ You huff as he keeps tugging, and you yank back weakly, who wouldnโt be weak in that hold? โWhatโs up with you? Youโre acting super fucking weird.โ
โAm I?โ He laughs, yanking you in his old room - no one has occupied it yet it seems, it was for the head of the frat and they probably havenโt appointed one yet.
โSukuna, youโre actingโฆ jealous?โ You whisper, he scowls down at you, locking the door to one of the rooms then, arm on the other side of you as he is pressing you against the door, making you gasp.
โYou didnโt like them, those guys, did you?โ He whispers angrily, you blink a bit, biting your lower lip, he tugs it out from under your teeth. โDid you?โ
โWould you be mad if I did? Arenโt me and you justโฆ hooking up?โ You murmur, earning a deeper glare, as your heart races.
โOnce. We hooked up once, brat.โ
โOnce. You didnโt want more, right?โ
โYou didnโt want more.โ
โSays who!?โ
โYou never messaged meโฆ youโฆโ He trails off, cursing now, and the two of you just stare at each other, your breasts rising and falling with your breaths, as Sukunaโs hands tighten on your face now, cupping it tightly. โDid you just want it once?โ
โWhat do you think?โ You answer back, hand slipping over his bare chest now, and then he slams his lips on yours, tongue ring clicking against the roof of your mouth when it dives inside, huge hands cupping your face even tighter. You whine into his lips, body aching. โSo do you want more than once?โ
โThe fuck do you think?โ He takes your hand, putting it right on his cock, throbbing and hard, you brush your hand against it, earning his moan.
โThen say you want it again.โ Youโre taunting him, nerdy fucking brat, he scowls as he tilts your chin up.
โYou talk a lot of shit. Think itโs time to get all your attention focused on me now, huh?โ
โHow you gonna do that - ah!โ Sukunaโs on his fucking knees in front of you, making you tremble, breaths coming so fast you cant function, when he lifts up your skirt, looking up at you with dilated eyes almost black, fingering the fishnet stockings youโre wearing - they have no right looking that good on your thighs. โSukuna?โ
โHold your fucking skirt up, brat. Now.โ You blink again, lost at the giant man slipping your panties down your thighs, moaning when your pussy is in his face. โFuck, knew it would be pretty butโฆ fuck you for it being that pretty.โ
โFuck me for it!? Whatโre you even doing down there!โ Youโre yanking at his hair, and he chuckles now, lapping his tongue along your inner thigh, watching as your pussy drools out.
โWhat do you think Iโm doing? Gonna lick every thought of anyone from your pretty fucking head,โ he whispers, kissing your inner thigh again, you gasp. โHavenโt you been eaten out?โ
โI have, justโฆ youโฆ you do that?โ He chuckles, shaking his head as he looks under those pink lashes at you.
โOf course I do, ya didnโt give me a chance last time, jumping my dick like a slutty little brat.โ
โYou- oh!โ Youโre gonna talk shit, but when Ryomen Sukuna licks up your slit then, tongue ring flicking on your clit, you lose any words. โMnh!โ
You almost say you love him from one fucking lick, one wicked stripe of his wet, hot tongue between your lips.
โNothing smart to say, brat?โ He whispers, breath hot against your cunt while he holds your folds open with his thick fingers. You canโt respond, you arch your hips now, resting your shoulders back against the door, silently pleading for more. Sukuna moans softly, flicking his tongue again. โHow about you be nice, say please?โ
โPlease,โ you let out breathlessly, and Sukuna buries his fucking face against your cunt then, drowning himself in your sweet taste, your heat, while he listens to your moans mixing with the blaring music of the party, just an echo, his heart racing in his ears as your cunt gushes down him, messy as fuck. โSโkuna mnh!โ
You canโt even say his name he muses, palming his erection over his pants, he can hardly stand it, heโd tasted you before off his fingers but this was more intense, the sweetness pouring as he tries to catch it. He looks up at you, your head falling forward, feels you trembling, while you crumple that skirt in one hand, the other balancing on his shoulder.
Sukunaโs tongue slots itself into your eager hole, already pulsing around the wet muscle, curling up wickedly and hitting your spot with that fucking barbell, you scream out hoarsely, head slamming the door as he does. He has you cumming with two more flicks, as his nose bumps right against your engorged, twitchy little clit, your whines and grinding hips urging him on, drawing that orgasm out.
Youโre shivering, hips bucking up to fuck his face, wanton and fucking insane how you work them, greedy, pulling at his hair now. โSukuna!โ
โMmh, youโre so easy fโme, huh?โ you want to talk shit, but his tongue flicks and swirls your clit, as your thigh brushes the soft silk of his kimono, and you canโt take it, how fucking good it feels. โSay it, and Iโll let you cum again.โ
โEasyโฆ ah!โ Heโs moaning now, sucking your clit into his hot mouth, vibrating it with his own moans, your skirt falls so he shoves it back up, but your hands have entangled in his pink hair, while heโs devouring all the juices pouring from your slutty little hole, all over his handsome face. โSโKunaโฆโ
โCanโt even say my name, huh?โ He murmurs, pulling back, his face coated in you, the sight should be embarrassing, but instead itโs so sexy you whine out, he smirks - having you whimper this time, when he stands, you wobble. โCanโt stand up brat?โ
โFuckโฆ shut upโฆโ heโs taunting you, but heโs right, he has to wrap an arm around your hips, bending low and running his two fingers up your sensitive slit, watching as your eyes roll back, feeling you tremble in his hold. โKunaโฆโ
โNot my name, tch.โ Youโre delirious when heโs pumped his fingers deep, curling in your quivering walls. โTake them off. Now, get on the bed.โ
You are not one to take orders, you scowl at first, but when heโs slid two of his fingers in your mouth, and has a thigh between yours, youโre grinding on it, desperate, soaking his pants now. Heโs kissing you again, before pulling back, turning you around and unzipping the back of your skirt.
โDo I have to undress you, brat? Whereโs all the shit talking? Keeping up with your freak, hmm?โ Heโs taunting you even as his hands shake, when your skirt slips down, and your head falls back, whining out. โYou donโt talk shit when you cum, is that when your pretty mouth shuts?โ
โShut my mouth, Sukuna.โ He groans, kissing down across the side of your neck, tugging your top down, then up over your head, turning you as the skirt pools around your heels. He is stunned when he sees your body, swallowing nervously, tracing the swell of your breasts, the nip of your waist, the jut of your hips in wonder.
Youโre nervous, him seeing you fully, but his eyes are bright rubies when they hungrily make their way up your face. Your hands slip to his body, slipping off the black kimono, revealing his body fully, so sculpted itโs ridiculous, you lean forward, kissing along a tattoo on his chest, over a thick pectoral muscle, and he huffs, hand entangling in your hair.
โYouโre fuckingโฆโ he doesnโt know how to say it, fuck.
Heโs never said that.
โHot?โ You tease, kissing lower, unbuckling his belt as you do. โYouโre gorgeous, fuckโฆโ
โMe? Tch.โ You nod, and he sighs now, swallowing a bit, tilting your chin up and making you pull away from kissing across his tattoos. โYouโre beautiful, brat, okay?โ
โI am?โ You blink a bit, and he sighs, nodding, jaw tensing so hard thereโs a vein popping out. โOh Sukunaโฆ thank youโฆโ
โShut up.โ You blink in confusion at him, but heโs already picked you up, your arms wrap his strong neck, as his huge hands hold you. โDonโt fucking dance with anyone.โ
โLikeโฆ tonight?โ You ask curiously, he snorts, shaking his head and carrying you over to a huge bed, one he used to sleep in, sitting you on it and brushing your hair back.
โLike not at all.โ Your blush decorates your cheeks, as you bite your lower lip.
โDo you like me, Sukuna?โ Your question makes him laugh, a huge tattooed hand cupping the side of your face and leaning down.
โDo I like you?โ You nod then, suddenly shy for running it like you do, and he sighs, brushing your hair back as you tug at his pants, going to stroke his cock and eliciting that soft whimper of his that wrecks you. โYes, I like youโฆ alot. Okay!?โ
โYou sound so mad about it.โ You tease, stroking him slowly, over those veins that wrap his pretty, heavy cock, and he sighs, snatching your hand now.
โAnd you, brat, huh? Do you like me, baby?โ He whispers, flipping you around, your ass arching up and out, two fingers slipping back inside your hole, stretching you out, making your head fall back as you arch for more.
โY-yes, I do, ngh!โ He pauses then, cock slapping your ass so fucking heavy, precum drizzling across your ass cheeks, dancing messy on your skin.
โShit, you like me?โ His surprised words hit even your horny ass, high ass brain, you look back, getting up on your knees, reaching a hand back around to him now, he leans forward, sighing, cupping you under your chin.
โYes, I really do. I thoughtโฆ maybe you didnโt?โ He shakes his head, heโs not sure the word โlikeโ covers what he feels, but for now itโll suffice. โAs more than a friend?โ
โI donโt do that to friends,โ he murmurs, kissing you again, fingers running along your slit. โDonโt bury my face in my friends.โ
โThenโฆ more than that?โ He nods a bit, and you melt, pressing back against him as he wraps his strong arms around you. โIโd like that too - Iโd also like your cock in me.โ
โCock hungry brat, canโt have a fucking moment, huh?โ You giggle, and the sound wrecks him, heโs kissing you again, tip sliding on your folds. โWanna fuck you raw, wanna cum inside you.โ
โSo do itโฆโ Your answer to his insane statements is to get in the perfect arch for him, he moans as you do.
โFuck, you sure?โ You nod, hands clinging to the blankets while you soak his tip, gushing down in a soppy, squelching mess to the bed. โIโm not going easy on you this time, slutty cunt can take it huh?โ
โI wonโt go easy either, gonna have you whimper - ah!โ Sukunaโs slid inside your cunt in a deep stroke, and without the condom you feel every fucking bit of his cock, from that fat, musroomed tip, to every vein in your slick, gummy walls. โSukuna!โ
โFuck, loosen up,โ he huffs, smacking on your ass cheek, you gasp as he groans, trying not to cum while you grip him so tight. โNow, brat.โ
โI c-canโt, shitโฆ ah!โ Youโre shaking as he slips out, then back inside, feeling so fucking delicious in your cunt you moan, glasses falling right off your face as he fucks into you harder now, slamming and bullying his thick cock deep inside you, so full you feel like youโre splitting apart, still wearing those heels and thigh highs, the sight of them right under your ass taking him the fuck out.
โFuck, feel you, gonna remember my shape, arenโt you?โ He huffs, as he fucks inside you, leaning over you now, hand on the mattress, gripping the blankets right next to you, veins raising from the back of his tattooed hands while his leaky tip drools on your cervix. You gasp out, whining when he stuffs you, his other hand cupping under your chin. โAsked you a question.โ
โConceited,โ you huff, only earning him slamming inside your cunt, youโre blinded when he does, gasping out, ass arching for more of his brutal thrusts while he gives you the most wicked backshots, the sounds of skin slapping echoing and filling your ears, the party long since faded. โF-fuck, ah!โ
โLike me, huh? She doesnโt like me, she loves me, doesnโt she?โ Heโs whispering in your ear, you weakly nod, youโre not typically submissive, but for him you want to be, when he rolls his hips up just so and hits your spot, you scream out at it. โSay it.โ
โNoโฆ mnh!โ He flips you then, right before youโre about to cum, making you whine, picking your thigh up and pulling it high, your heel and stockings ripped off, one by one, until your legs are bare, and the heel of your foot is against his chest. Like this, him hovering over you, cock prodding your soppy entrance, itโs way too intimate.
Like wasnโt a good enough term.
Fucked up over him was better.
โWanna watch me fuck your guts up, huh? Bet you havenโt had that have you, cock ruin your fucking insides?โ Heโs possessive, feral as he looks down, youโve put your glasses on all askew, he tenderly fixes them before tilting your chin down to watch your cunt make his cock disappear. โGodโฆโ
He canโt take it, how sexy it is to see the bulge slowly form as he shoves his thick ten inches as much as he can, between your puffy lips, while you watch him, lips parted, glasses slipping back down your nose again, covered with a sheen of sweat. โOhโฆโ
Youโre watching it, the bulge, ridiculous as he fucks into you so slow, leaning over you and making your leg press up higher, a hand on the back of your thigh, he eyes your face again, as he slips in deeper, till heโs stuffed you far too full. Youโre struggling to take him at this angle, deeper, slower strokes, fucking you up with every single one, your eyes going crossed then.
โWanna see your pretty eyes,โ he murmurs, taking them off, setting them aside and leaning low over you now. โCan you see me, blind little brat?โ
โY-yes. Yes.โ He kisses you again, while heโs bending you in half, fucking you so deep you feel him everywhere, your stomach, fuck your throat, all of it, heโs ruining your cunt until she will just know his shape and you canโt say you mind, not when he slams hard, and you feel your body tense. โKuna, pleaseโฆโ
โWhat, brat, need to cum?โ He whispers, saliva breaking apart in a thin, gossamer string as the filthy sounds of his cock wrecking your squelching cunt fill the room. โSay please, huh?โ
โPlease, mnh! Kuna, please,โ Sukuna reaches down, like he already knows your body after two fuck sessions, finding your twitchy little clit and leaning up, rubbing little circles and angling his hips just so, your orgasm hits you so hard, already sensitive from his tongue, his mouth, those fingers.
โThatโs it, cum all on me, make a fuckinโ mess,โ he murmurs, but in his head heโs already mad with one thought.
His.
You werenโt dancing or talking or smoking with another dude, ever the fuck again - he knows enough people, he can make sure of it too, watching your eyes roll back, that mouth in a slutty O as your cunt starts milking him then. He sucks in a breath, now laying his heavy weight on you, mean strokes hitting so hard and deep the smacks keep echoing as youโre so fucking full.
โSlutty hole wants all my cum, huh? Should I fill you the fuck up, have you drip me the rest of this fucking party?โ Sukunaโs eyes are so dark with his blown out pupils, all you can see is black with red rings around them, as he grips your hip bruising. โCanโt even talk? That pathetic huh? Thought I had to match your freak, brat.โ
โMnhโฆโ You wanna talk back but heโs fucking you from one orgasm into another, and all you can manage is a - โcum in meโ - which pushes him over the edge.
โYeah, can you take all this cum, baby?โ
Baby.
Itโs echoing - Sukuna, your plug, the most popular dude there is, is sweet talking you and rolling his hips. One moment itโs โfucking slutty cunt, feel herโ the next itโs - โso pretty, look at youโ. The mix of filthy, nasty words and sweet whispers, and brutal strokes that ruin your cunt and tender caresses is too much, heโs too much, you canโt formulate words, a girl who's never at a loss for them.
โI c-can take it,โ you whisper finally, eyes locking, and then he moans, lifting your thighs up high, shoving them until theyโre flushed with your breasts, smushed as his weight presses on your thighs, and he starts fucking his veiny, slick cock harder and harder.
โYeah? Beg for it, huh?โ you bite your lip, glaring. โBeg for me to fill this perfect little cunt, be the only one to.โ
โP-possessiveโฆ psychoโฆโ heโs chuckling, like heโs really fucking lost it, slamming in one more time. โBeg m-me, huh?โ
โFuck,โ heโs done with your ass, youโre literally so annoying, but he also is fucking loving it, your attitude even as he has you bent and folded in half. โTiny little cunt, bet she canโt.โ
โI can, f-fuckโฆ justโฆ cum in me- stop talking and - ah!โ Heโs done when you demand it like that, when your nails press into his biceps, his head falls back as he feels his release, so much cum, despite jerking it all week itโs been building up, waiting for you. โSukuna!โ
โGod, feel her, milking every bit, greedy, slutty,โ he murmurs, kissing you over and over, barbell massaging your tongue, his huge hands slipping your thighs down as his ropes of white cum paint your walls. โFuckโฆโ
โMnhโฆโ Youโre weak, head falling to the side for his kisses, thighs shaking violently when he moves again. โSukuna!โ
โMmm, never wanna fucking leave your pussy, god.โ He keeps kissing and slowly pumping, your nails tear into his back, and he loves it, groaning, hoping you leave your marks as he sucks on the base of your neck, lapping up sweat off your skin.
โYou cum so much, holyโฆโ He pulls back, grinning as he leans up, kissing your lips sweetly for just a moment, then glaring.
โYouโre my girlfriend now, got it?โ
You giggle, breathless, brushing a lock of his pink hair back. โAm I now? Not even gonna ask me?โ
His brows lower, ruby eyes narrowing. โNope. I do have a questionโฆโ
โHmm?โ
โWanna smoke?โ You grin, nodding, and Sukuna dips, for a moment you panic, but heโs soon back with water bottles and his bag of weed, while youโre in the bathroom cleaning up. He comes behind you in the mirror, wrapping an arm under your breasts and groaning. โGod, look at you.โ
You turn, leaning up as he leans down, kissing you again, soon the two of you are lounging in the bed, half dressed and laughing, as he inhales the blunt and turns to his side, studying you seriously for a moment, everything feels so comfy and perfect with him, heady. โWhat is it?โ
โJustโฆ youโre really pretty covered in me.โ He murmurs, you flush, eyeing the marks on your thighs, your breasts, taking the blunt from his fingers and inhaling it into your mouth, gesturing for him.
He leans forward, and you blow the smoke into his mouth, he lets it fill his lungs and moans, big hands gripping the narrow of your waist, thumbs brushing under the swells of your breasts. He sucks in the smoke now, exhaling, when he takes the blunt again, sighing, brushing your hair back with his free hand.
โYouโre still not getting free weed, you know.โ
You scoff, glaring as he grins wide. โYou are a jerk!โ
โJust saying, you gotta pay. Maybe a small discount.โ
โA discount!? You just came inside me.โ He laughs now, husky with his smirk, laying back on his arm, bent under his head, inhaling again.
โHmm, yeah I did, didnโt I? Okay, a good discount.โ
โPsh!โ You shove at his big body, when he pins you down, sighing and slipping up your skirt.
โTch, fucked her up, huh?โ He leans down, pressing bites, sharp along your thighs, you gasp out, feeling dizzy and weak, cunt throbbing from him still. โSheโs wasting all that cum.โ
โWasting, what- oh fuck.โ Heโs got two fingers shoving his sticky cum back in your abused hole, inhaling the blunt and blowing the smoke right on your clit then, youโre arching your back, hips bucking up. โWhat theโฆ mnhโฆโ
He sucks his fingers, handing you the blunt, youโre blushing as he makes his way back between your thighs. You inhale the blunt now, letting it hit deep as Ryomen Sukunaโs tongue ring collects the milky white cum oozing from your cunt now.
โHmm,โ you earn a glare when you decide to put your glasses on his face. โYou look hot, imagine - Nerd Kuna. Ow!โ
Sukuna bites your clit, the glasses looking far too sexy on him, and watches you giggle, making his heart race. โOnly nerd here is you.โ
โMnh, Sukunaโฆโ Heโs lapping at you more and more, the clicking and squishing of your cunt as he cleans up the mess heโs made, all while your glasses on his face are fogging up.
He puts out your blunt, back inside you, spitting his cum and yours in your mouth, tongues swapping it so messy together, big hand wrapped around your throat, bringing you with him to cum over and over, and you realize that night, in your fifth or so round - You think you might just be in love with your plug.
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