Boyfriend!Sukuna had some odd habits, you were bound to find out about them after moving in together. They’re not deal breakers, of course, just… odd.
To be completely honest, you don’t even notice them at first. A lot of the times, they’re things you don’t remember until hours, or even days later. But there was one thing that made you stop in your tracks, questioning if the sight before you was even real.
What was nice about sharing a home with him was that he clean. Maybe even cleaner than you. Wiping the sink down after using it. Putting things back where they belonged almost mindlessly. If the laundry basket was full, he’d load up the washer without a second thought. No questions asked. No complaints made.
You loved that about him. You also loved watching him at times. It’s been a couple months since you’ve moved in, but watching him act so domestic never fails to move you in a way. There was something so sweet about knowing that making room for you in his life was never a difficult task.
So when you watch him separate the clothing in the basket, loading the colored items first, there’s a subtle smile on your face.
Until you catch him sniffing your panties.
The way he’s so casual with it, too. It makes you think he doesn’t even realize that he’s taking his time to smell them either— lace pressed right up against his nostrils.
You really shouldn’t be surprised, he’s always been kinda nasty like that. Hell, he told you to spit in his mouth the other day when you were riding him on the couch.
“What are you doing?” you ask, more perplexed than anything.
“What?” He stills, your black lace panties still held against his skin. At first, he looks like he’s been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. But being the man he is, he smiles, and turns it around on you. “Is there something wrong with sniffin’ my girls panties now?”
“What? No? I never said that,” you say, erupting into laughter.
“You didn’t have to. Look at the face you’re making right now, you’re looking at me like I’m some fuckin’ freak,” he argues, feigning offense with the little pout slowly growing on his face.
“I’m not!”
“Yeah, right,” he grumbles, tossing the thin material into the washer. "You should be thanking me for washing your clothes right now, not kink shaming me for something everyone does."
"Everyone?"
"Everyone," he continues to double down. "Unless you're some weirdo that doesn't like the way your girl smells."
"I see," you continue to fight a smile. "Glad to know you're enjoying yourself right now."
"I am," he scoffs, plucking another pair from the pile, enoying the way your face drops from what he says next. "Now fuck off— it's not fun when you're around and judging me for something I caught you doing last week. Yeah. You're not slick, sweetheart— get your filthy ass the fuck out of here."
꒰ CONT. fem!reader, shower sex, oral/cunnilingus, fingering, multiple orgasms (reader receiving), dirty talk, language, pet names, standing sex/against the wall, sort of unplanned creampie (it makes sense when you read), just porn because I really, really need this man. Not proofed so I’m sorry for any mistakes. MDNI!
when enjin suggested showering together after a rather grueling day, you figured he was after the same thing as you — relaxation and relief.
and maybe at first he was; but right now, sidled between your thighs, relaxation seemed to be the furthest thing from his mind. though, he was pretty focused on relief — yours, anyway.
“jin,” you whine, head knocking back against the shower wall when he, once again, flattened his tongue against your throbbing clit. he was going so slow, taking his time, as if he was trying to commit the very shape of your cunt into his tongue.
“what is it, baby?” enjin murmurs into your pussy, mouthing over your clit with wet kisses. “do you need something?”
the fucker, he knows what he’s doing.
you groan lowly and shove your hips forward, bucking against his face almost impatiently. “‘m too tired for teasing, jin,” you petulantly chide, body heated and somewhat wound up from his affections — which isn’t very good for your tense muscles, mind you.
enjin chuckles deeply and sends you a faux apologetic look. “‘m sorry, baby. just wanted to taste you a bit first.” he coos, way too fucking smug and lively. didn’t today wear him out at all?
“i don’t need you to taste me right now, i need— oh, fuck!” you can’t even finish your complaint, cut off by a string of expletives when enjin slips two inked fingers into your spit-slickened hole. they sink knuckle deep easily, and enjin lets out a low groan.
“fuck, you’re really feeling it, huh, baby? You opened up for me so easily.”
“shut up.” you huff, body instantly responding to his touch. your walls flutter when he starts to slide his fingers in and out, curling them to rub right against that spot that has your legs quaking. It feels so good, the way he scissors and fucks them into you.
“awwh, doll, fuck. you’re gettin’ wet. does it feel good, hm? do my fingers make your pretty pussy feel so good?”
god, did he have to narrate everything? you knew you were getting wet. of course you were. he was finger fucking you — and doing a damn good job at it.
slick squelches harmonized with the spray of the shower, a melody that was peppered with your whimpers and moans — and when enjin started to flick your clit viciously with his tongue, you knew it was over for you.
“fu—fuck, jin, don’t stop— god, ‘m gonna—!”
“that’s it, sweetheart,” Enjin mouths into your cunt, voice gravelly with thinly veiled arousal. “cum on m’face. c’mon, give it to me baby.”
and you do — your back arches and your clit throbs as enjin continues to assault that gummy spot in your pussy, tongue noisily slurping at your clit in tandem.
“that’s a good fuckin’ girl,” enjin growls. “fucking ride it out on my tongue, shiiiit— you taste so fuckin’ good.”
he’s still slurping, swallowing down the slick that drips from your cunt — like it’s the nectar of life itself.
the swell of your orgasm recedes, and that pleasure inches into discomfort, so you weakly push at enjin’s head with a mewled “t’much…”
amazingly, he pulls away when you do. his chin and lips are shining with your slick as he looks up at you, and his pupils are blown so wide that you can barely see the gold of his irises – just thin honey rings around a black hole.
“need you, baby.” he groans, lips ghosting over your thigh in a phantom kiss. “please… you can handle it, yeah? just one round?”
you were tired. the hot, muggy steam mixed with the euphoria of an orgasm had your previously tense muscles nearly gooey — but your cunt still ached. it ached with the need to be filled by your boyfriend’s thick, veiny cock.
so you nodded, even as your eyes drooped slightly.
enjin let out a shaky sigh and stood; he towered over you now, his broad shoulders and back blocking the spray of the shower. he pressed his lips to yours in a messy, sloppy kiss. it was feverish and full of want, and when he took a step closer, his cock prodded right into your stomach and had your uterus doing flips.
god, he always filled you so fucking deep. reached every single spot that had you seeing stars. fucked you full and satisfied every time, never leaving you aching.
well, except for in the good way.
enjin grasped the back of your knee with a large, gentle hand. he pulled your leg up until your thigh smushed against his hip, whispering, “i’ll do everything, baby— don’t worry, i’ll make you feel so good, sweetheart.”
you only nodded — you knew he would. he always did.
normally, enjin would tease you by sliding his cockhead through your sopping folds and gathering your slick; but it seemed he didn’t particularly have the patience for that right now.
you let out a soft gasp when he split open your slit, so thick even though it was just the tip; your previous orgasm and his spit helped the slide, allowing him to sink in halfway before meeting any resistance.
but when he did meet it, he began to just thrust what he could comfortably fit — fucking your body into slowly accepting him.
“hahhah, shit—,” he hisses, fingers digging into your skin slightly. “so fuckin’ tight— god, baby, your pussy is drivin’ me crazy. feels s’fucking good around me, gods—,”
your cunt flutters around him at the dirty talk, something he’d always been too fucking good at.
“mmm, you like that, huh?” he murmurs, hips speeding up to draw breathy whines and moans from your throat. “you like hearing how good your pussy makes me feel?”
your cheeks are warm now — your heart is starting to thunder in your chest. your pussy feels hot, too; so slick and messy, slurping and squelching with every slide of enjin’s thick cock. he’s getting deeper with each thrust, splitting you open even more and filling you with a pleasant ache.
“fuck, holy shit— god, so perfect. you’re fuckin’ perfect, baby. takin’ me so well, goddamn. ya’always take me so good, mhmm, that’s it—,”
your stomach feels tight. he feels so good inside you, sliding and grinding against your gooey walls and kissing your cervix — the position lets him go so deep, lets him fill you completely and fuck you stupid.
shit, you’re gonna cum again.
“oh, my god, i can feel you, doll,” enjin groans. “fucking chokin’ my cock— it’s– hah– it’s like you’re tryna push me out or somethin.’ so damn hot.”
you can’t really think straight — everything is going to your head. the steam, the heat, the pleasure, the sounds; you’re moaning so loud, mewling his name and whining.
and it’s doing something for enjin. you can feel it in the way his cock throbs inside you, the way his hips sometimes buck uncontrollably, as if his body has become so desperate that it forgot how to keep a rhythm.
he’s close to coming too, and the thought only makes your cunt clench harder around him.
“fuck— shit—,” enjin hisses in reply, fucking you harder, faster, railing your back against the wall of the shower over and over. “you— you can’t just clench like that— gonna make me cum, shit.”
truthfully, all your brain registered was ‘make me cum’, and something primal took over. your hands slipped up and around his neck, and without much warning you hopped, and the only thing that kept you from falling on your ass was enjin’s fast reflexes and strength.
“woah, hey—,” he tried, but you cut him off by locking your ankles around his hips and whining.
“cum in me,” you weren’t entirely sure what had taken over your brain; you just wanted him to cum in you. desperately. “jin, please— c-cum in me, wan’ it s’bad—!”
enjin’s cock kicked up inside your mushy walls, and he completely lost it, muttering small ‘fuck’s and ‘shit’s as he gripped both of your thighs and pressed you harder into the wall — and then he really started railing you.
there was a pain blooming in your back, but it was drowned out by the pleasure enjin fucked into you. his thick cock split you open over and over at an almost inhuman speed, drilling into your cervix and abusing your g-spot ruthlessly.
you can’t even form words at this point, can only mewl and whine and beg as he uses you, as his movements drag your orgasm to the surface almost too quickly.
it’s intense when it hits, wracking your entire body — and it sends enjin into a frenzy; his movements become erratic and primal, filthy words spilling from his lips and right into your mushy brain.
“fuck yeah, baby. cum all over m’cock, just like that. you’re so fuckin’ good— such a fuckin’ good girl for me. don’t you stop fuckin’ comin’— shit, ‘m so close. keep comin’ f’me, doll, c’mon. make me cum in this pussy— fuuuuck, ‘m’comin’—!”
enjin’s skin plaps into yours as he fucks rapidly, cock shooting inside you while he rides it out. it’s hot and thick, splattering right against your cervix and making your cunt an even sloppier mess.
and now he’s panting hot against your neck, inked chest heaving, and the water has long since run cold – but you don’t even really register it. you can only register enjin, warm and solid against you. can only register the pleasant relief in your body, so thoroughly fucked into an exhaustion you don’t think you can fight.
you don’t remember enjin gingerly cleaning you, or him toweling you dry; and you can only vaguely register when he carries you to the bed and wraps himself around you and pulls the comforter over your bodies— and the soft, quiet hum that vibrated in his chest and lulled you to sleep.
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