Chapter one | Chapter three
Sunday afternoon was a sunny day. Only a few clouds floated around in the crystal blue sky. A light breeze leisurely wisped through the air. Calm and uncomplicated— unlike Deja’s life.
After breaking up, Deja and Sukuna established co-parenting rules. They came up with an idea that would help Koa during their adjustment. Every two weeks they’ll get together to have a family day. Which included spending the night together too. That way Koa had at least one day where her parents would get along.
Today was their family day. Deja decided to stay at Sukuna’s house since he stayed at hers last time. She was standing in the kitchen cooking, when Sukuna came up behind her. He rested his chin on her shoulder, silently watching.
“Where’s Koa?” She asked.
“Asleep.” He answered. He locked his arms around her waist and pulled her back against his chest.
“She told me you had a date.”
Deja rolled her eyes. Koa would always be her biggest hater. “Of course she did.”
“Don’t be mad at the brat. She’s only doing what’s best for us.”
Deja turned her head slightly, sneering. “Ima need you to come out of the fantasy world you're living in.”
“I’ll come out of mine whenever you leave yours,” Sukuna shot back. He swiftly turned Deja around so he could see her face. Her pretty eyes held a look of annoyance he knew all too well. “You keep acting like you don’t miss me when I know you do. Going on all those stupid ass dates just to piss me off.”
“Okay sir, you’ve got me fucked up if you think I’m going on dates to make you mad.” Truth is she went on dates to take her mind off of him. “You ain’t that got damn special.”
“Tch, stop bullshitting,” Sukuna scoffed, rolling his eyes.
“I’m serious. I go on dates because I enjoy them.” She crossed her arms, holding the same mean mug.
“They can’t be going too good, otherwise you wouldn’t be so tense. You’re little dates can’t get rid of all the pent up tension?” Sukuna teased. He leaned in closer as his smirk turned into a psychotic grin. “I know he can’t fuck you like I can.”
“My sex life doesn’t concern you, asshole. I’m not tense either.”
“Quit lyin’. I know your body well enough to know when you’re on edge. You get all aggressive and defensive.” Sukuna taunted. “I could help you release your sexual frustration, Angel. All you have to do is beg and I’ll fuck you for as long as you want. There’s no need to be shy.”
One thing about men is they will always have the audacity.
Deja’s eyes widened, shocked by his words. She pushed him back a little, trying to get him out of her space. “First off, I’m not begging for shit. Why would I beg when I have plenty of other guys waiting for a chance?”
Sukuna’s grip tightened on her waist. His possessive side slowly seeping out. He knew she wasn’t screwing anyone else but he didn’t want to hear her suggest it. “Let some other filthy bastard touch what’s mine and I’ll kill his ass.”
“Awww what’s wrong, baby?” Deja asked, feigning fake concern. “Can’t handle the thought of someone else filling my pussy with their cum. I bet you wish you still could. Just wanna bend me over and pound me until I take you back. You miss hearing me moan and cry out your name?”
Fuck,Sukuna’s erection grew unbearable as Deja continued to taunt him! The conversation had obviously taken a very unexpected turn. Sukuna glared down at Deja, unable to say anything.
“Want me to moan for you? Tell you how good you make me feel or how much I love the way your big dick always fills me up. Wanna hear me whine about how deep you are and how good you stretch me out. You miss how I used to ride you in the front seat of my truck all the time. Miss how I used to squeeze the life out of your dick everytime you made me squirt?” Deja continued. “You’d be sick at the thought of me doing all of that for another man, wouldn’t you?.”
“Watch it, brat.” Sukuna gritted through his teeth.
“You always wanna paint me as the desperate one with too much pride to admit I miss you so badly.” She cooed, poking out her bottom lip. “Unlike you I don’t struggle with the fact I don’t want my ex. For some reason you can’t get that through your twisted ass mind. I broke up with you for a reason, Sukuna. Why would I keep chasing you?”
“You’re always saying that dumb shit. I never actually agreed to splitting up.” He groaned. The break up wasn’t mutual. Deja just declared they were no longer in a relationship. That could be the reason Sukuna refused to let go of her. “I’m waiting for the day you give in. I know you will. You always do.”
Deja cocked her head to the side, giving him a smug smirk for once. “I’ve gone two years without giving in. Doesn’t look like I’ll be coming back to your obsessed ass.”
Sukuna frowned. He loved her smart mouth but right now he hated it. Everytime she said some slick shit, he wanted to fuck her throat to teach her a lesson. However that wouldn’t be enough for this situation. He needed to put her in her place. Make her remember exactly who she was talking to.
“Need to fix your smart ass mouth.”
“Mm, I know how badly you want to. Too bad it’ll never happen.”
“Whatever you say angel,” He pulled away from her. “Keep letting your pretty little head think like that. You’ll see my point of view eventually.”
He walked away, leaving Deja squeezing her thighs together. A constant throb pulsed through her wet core. She could feel her drenched panties clinging to her sticky lips.
Had that been any other man, she would’ve been drier than the Sahara desert. Soon as Sukuna showed up it was like a tsunami down there. Her body naturally responded to him no matter the circumstances. She hated it. She hated how much she craved him. Oftentimes she found herself about to send him a risky text at 3 in the morning. He was already obsessed, sleeping with him would only make him deranged. He surely wouldn’t let go then. Who knows, he’d probably lock her up in a basement until she agrees to rekindle their relationship.
NOPE! She wasn’t about to take any chances. She absolutely refused to let him in again.
Deja struggled to clear her mind of the nuisance who plagued her daily. Sukuna’s intoxicating scent clung to her like a second skin. She wished her mind, body and heart weren’t always in a constant, tiresome battle. She wanted peace, but she’d never get it with the motherfucker constantly terrorizing her. To think she’d have to deal with this for the rest of her life.
Shaking her head, Deja pulled herself out of her thoughts and continued cooking. Everything was done about an hour later. Deja headed down the hall to get Koa and Sukuna. She found them in Koa’s room, surrounded by an endless sea of Sonic the Hedgehog coloring pages. The five year old has been obsessed with Sonic ever since her mom introduced him to her at the age of two.
“Okay Dad, this is Shadow the Hedgehog, his special power is chaos control. He’s like Sonic’s evil twin.” Koa enthusiastically explained. She picked up another plastered in red crayon. “Ouuu! This is Knuckles, he’s my favorite! He has these cool white gloves with spikes. The spikes help do more damage when he punches things.”
A spill of unhinged laughter tumbled from her lips as an evil smile took over her face. An insane glint fluttered through her bright red eyes. All while Sukuna smiled down on her like she was a sweet newborn. No one could tell him otherwise. Koa could start a world war yet he would still regard her as a saint.
“You like him because he’s good at beating people up,” Sukuna smirked.
“Yeah, just like you daddy!” Koa chirped, turning to look up at him.
“You two are something else,” Deja giggled.
The pair looked up, giving her the same spaced out stare. Koa yelled, “Mama look! I colored Knuckles!”
“I see, baby.” Deja nodded. “Come on so we can eat.”
Sukuna grabbed a giggling Koa and followed Deja to the dining room. Once seated, they said grace, and started eating. A calm sense of serenity filled the dining room despite the earlier hostility.
One good aspect about Sukuna and Deja is they could put their petty differences to the side for Koa. You’d think they were best friends by the way they acted in front of her. She had witnessed one of their biggest fights before. They both vowed she would never see another one.
Koa was currently rambling about one of her daily school dramas. Her parents listened, intently, putting their undivided attention on her.
“Priya was too scared to say anything so I took matters into my own hands. I marched over to those idiots and stood my ground. I told them to make room on the monkey bars or feel my eternal wrath. You can guess which option they chose.”
“Good job, Ko. You’re asserting your authority just how I taught you.” Sukuna smiled, admiring the sinister look in her eyes. He ran his hand through her curly, pink and brown locs, making her giggle.
“Okay when we have to start attending Parent-Teacher conferences, I want you to explain where she got that shit from,” Deja popped off, pointing her fork at Sukuna.
He simply shrugged. He saw absolutely nothing wrong with defending the values he instilled in his daughter. “Fine by me. She’ll need someone to properly represent her during the meetings.”
Deja slammed her hands down, completely over everything. “See, that's the damn problem.”
“Do I give a fuck?” Sukuna asked, quirking a brow. “Nope!”
“Yeah, mommy, we don’t care.” Koa agreed.
Deja shook her head, dismissing their responses. “Antyways. Wanna play uno before you get ready for bed?”
“Yes please! Ou! Can we watch Sonic X too?”
“Yeah, go grab the cards. I’ll get a blanket.” Deja said.
Koa quickly went to grab the uno cards while Deja grabbed a blanket from the hall closet. Sukuna went to move the coffee table and find Koa’s show. The other two came back, ready to set up everything.
Uno has always been a special sport for Deja and Sukuna. Both were very competitive which made the games rowdier. Add koa to the mix and you’ve got one hell of an uno game.
As always Koa opted to play with her dad. She still needed help learning the concept of uno. Round four was an intense one, spanning over 15 minutes. Deja won the first two games.
“Put that one down.” Sukuna pulled out a red draw-two card. Koa threw it down, giggling like the maniacal little gremlin she was. Deja stared at the card for a second then let out a loud huff.
“Ya know, y’all are a pair of trifilin’ ass bastards. Especially you Ko, considering I had to give birth to your big headed ass.”
“Is my love not enough? Why do you need my loyalty?” Koa deadpanned.
Deja gasped, placing her hand on her chest. “Okay, Ima remember dat when you wanna sleep in my room because the closet door opened by itself.”
“Wait, mama, I was playing.” Koa frowned.
Deja held her hand up, not wanting to hear Koa out. “Uh-uh don’t try to lie now.”
“It’s okay, Ko. You can always sleep in my room,” Sukuna said, sticking his tongue out at Deja. She casually flipped him off and picked up her cards.
“Go asshole.” Deja huffed. “This is the last round by the way.”
A sleazy grin spread across Sukuna’s face when he looked at his cards: three skips and a draw four. He whispered to Koa, “Looks like we're going to win princess.” He threw all of the cards down, yelling out a victorious roar. Koa follows suit once she realizes they won.
“UNO! We beat you again, mama!” Koa squealed.
Deja sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes. “Y’all act like y’all won the damn lottery. We tied anyway.”
“She’s just mad she didn’t win the last game,” Sukuna mumbled, but Deja could still hear.
“Mama is so bitter,” Koa disapprovingly shook her head.
Deja cocked her head to the side, jaw dropped. She pointed a stern finger at Koa and said, “Go get in the tub so you can take yo ass to bed.”
“Fine,” Koa huffed. “Daddy up!”
Sukuna got up, taking Koa with him. Bath time is usually crazy because Koa loved playing in the water. She always envisioned herself as King of the sea. She has a pink octopus (matches patches of her hair), red boat, and blue shark for bath toys. Oftentimes there was more water on the floor than in the tub.
After wrestling with Koa in the bathtub, Sukuna helped her pick out pajamas. Which was also a huge challenge. Koa was very iffy about what she slept in. She acted as if she was modeling for high class fashion judges.
“Okay… You don’t want a gown or pj set. What are you going to wear?” Sukuna asked, completely over everything. He had little to no patience. However he had all the patience in the world when it came to his little menacing princess.
Koa thought for a moment. What did she want to wear? Suddenly the five year old gasped, remembering an option she forgot. “My onesie! My onesie!”
Sukuna’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Which one? You have at least a hundred of them.”
“My blue penguin onesie! It’s in the blue bin.” Koa ran to her closet and pulled out a blue clothes bin. There at the top lay her penguin onesie. She snatched it out the bin, put it on, then ran back to her dad. “See! I look like a baby penguin, daddy.”
“Yeah, princess, real cute. Now get in bed. You got school in the morning.”
Koa hopped in bed, snuggling under the covers. “Where’s mommy?”
“Cleaning up the mess you made.” Sukuna said, kissing her forehead. “She’ll be here to tell you goodnight.”
Sukuna turned off her lights and left. Right as he was headed to his room Deja walked by. He grabbed her arm, pulling her back towards him. Their eyes met, her puzzled ones boring into his sharp ones.
“What man?” Deja snapped.
“You’re sleeping in my room tonight.”
Her face shifted from confusion to offense. “Oh you done lost yo damn mind. I’m not sleeping in your room.
Sukuna rolled his eyes. “Yes, you are.”
“No I’m not.” Deja cringed, shoving him away.
He watched her stomp off towards Koa’s room. He’d leave her alone for now. Little did she know…
At one in the morning, Deja woke up sweating bullets. She groggily glanced at the bright red alarm clock numbers. Why was she burning up? Her nose was clogged, her shirt was sticking to her and she felt heavy. She tried moving but something was restricting her movements. Shifting again, she felt like she was being pressed against a hard wall. Except the wall just so happened to be Sukuna’s chest. She turned her head only to see a peacefully scowling Sukuna. Even in his sleep the man looked angry.
Deja groaned. He seriously snuck in here, she thought. She attempted to turn again only for her efforts to be in vain. Sukuna let out a loud, disapproving grunt. “Be still, brat.”
“No! Unhand me! I’m hot. How the fuck did you get in here anyway?” Deja fussed.
“Came in a few hours ago,” Sukuna grunted. “Don’t start complaining either. You pushed your ass back into me when I got in bed.”
She huffed again, “Get the hell out.”
“Nope, go back to sleep.” Sukuna yawned.
Deja pushed him again but that only made him hold her tighter. She began to buck in his grip. He threw his leg over hers, locking them in place. She sighed, realizing there was no way to get free.
“Can I at least turn on the fan?”
“The fan is on. Just throw the covers off.” Sukuna pointed out.
After kicking the covers away, Deja finally cooled down. She listened to the calming sounds of Sukuna’s shallow breaths. Each exhale warmly fanned against the shell of her ear.
Despite him being an asshole 99% of the time, Sukuna was actually very affectionate. Back when they were in a relationship, some of their days were solely cuddling. Nothing other than laying in bed together. They would bask in each others’ comforting presence, sometimes wearing underwear or being completely naked. Deja would fall asleep on him, making him feel like he had a thick blanket laying on him. Sukuna enjoyed feeling her delicate, velvety body pressed onto his hard, muscular frame. He longed for those days.
“Remember when we used to lay like this in your old dorm room?” Sukuna asked, slowly tracing random patterns across her thigh.
“Yeah you took up most of my bed,” Deja giggled. She’s not sure how, nevertheless they made it work.
“That’s because of those tiny ass beds.” Sukuna retorted.
Deja laughed, shaking her head. “No you’re just huge. I had plenty of space.”
“Whatever,” he scoffed. In his defense, the school was obviously too biased to get bigger beds. Everyone should be accustomed to big, tall people too.
Silence fell over the pair like a thin sheet of comfort. Sukuna kept lazily tracing patterns all over her soft skin. His hand crept lower towards her inner thigh. Deja’s heartbeat sped up as she realized what he was doing. Soon his hand was directly in between her thighs.
“Sukuna–stop.” She tried sounding firm but her voice came out shaky. If his hands traveled any further, he’d discover she didn’t have on any panties.
He pressed a light kiss to the back of her shoulder. “I can’t remember the last time I got to hold you. I always loved having your body entangled with mine.”
Deja heavily sighed for the millionth time tonight. How could he be an arrogant son of a bitch one minute then a smooth seductive bastard the next. She always felt like he had a touch of bipolarness.
“I know. You can’t keep your hands off of me. Though I understand why. Probably never had a woman with a body like mine.” Deja bragged. She placed her hand on top of his, moving it back towards her hip. “All these plush curves. I bet you wanna lick every single one, don’t you?”
Sukuna deeply groaned, tightening his grip on her. “Fuck, I wish you would let me.” His hips subtly began to grind his hard bulge against her. Her shirt roaded up, exposing her bare ass. The only thing blocking them from touching was the thin pair of boxers he had on.
A few more deep groans tumbled from Sukuna’s lips and into her ear. His senses were clouded by the thick musk of arousal floating through his body. At this rate he was going to cum. “Let me touch you Angel.”
Damn he sounded so good. His smooth yet raspy voice was practically dripping with desperation. Every groan and grind went straight to her aching cunt. Shit, she couldn’t think straight.
Should I let him? She thought. Ugh no, not after I made a big scene in the kitchen. He’ll never let it go!
She was so lost in her heavy spiraling mind, she didn’t register Sukuna lifting her leg. He smacked her throbbing cunt, causing her to jump and hiss. He soothed the sting by tenderly rubbing her leaking pussy. One hand caressing her thigh while the other teased her plump lips.
“Sukuna,” She moaned. “S-s-stop.”
The words she said contraindicated the grinding of her hips. In her mind she struggled to convince herself she didn’t want him, but her body did.
“Angel-shit- just let me help you relax. I was being serious when I said you were tense. I can relieve some of your stress.” Sukuna moaned while pressing kisses on her shoulder and neck. “Cum on my fingers, let me taste you, and I’ll back off…for a little while.”
“What about you? I know you wanna get off too.” Deja whined at the sharp sensitive tingle. He was using one hand to massage her clit while the other teased her entrance.
“Mm, don’t worry about me. I wanna focus on you?” He grunted, still rutting his hips. “What’s it gonna be, Angel? Are you going to let me make you cum?”
Say no. Say no. Say no. “Yeah, baby, wanna cream all over your fingers.”
Sukuna didn’t hesitate. He plunged two fingers inside of her tight heat, moving them at a rapid pace. Deja arched her back, a loud cry falling from her lips. She clenched around his fingers like they would slip out if she didn’t. Their hips grinded in a familiar sensual rhythm their bodies would never forget. Curses of pleasure spewed from Sukuna.
Deja reach back, slipping her hand inside his boxers. Sukuna couldn’t stop the gruff, needy moan that rumbled from the depths of his throat. She grabbed the base of his shaft and stroked him. She traced one particularly large vein running up the side. Oddly enough, that was her favorite one. She used to love gliding her tongue across the vein and feel it hastily pulse.
“Fuck!” Sukuna hissed when he felt her thumb circle his fat, red tip. Deja pulled his dick out the confines of his boxers and grinded back. She wanted to feel his cum dripping off her ass. Sukuna smacked the bottom of her cheek, giving her some fierce encouragement. “Yeah, Angel just like that. Keep grinding your thick ass on my dick.”
“Mmm, Ryo, smack my ass again.” Deja moaned.
He smacked her ass a few more times, causing her to cry out from the sting pleasure. He gripped her ass, then gingerly rubbed over the stinging spot. Deja slightly adjusted so he would be sliding through her wet folds and his tip would be nudging her clit. Her filthy arousal was smeared all over his dick and her thighs. He thrusted faster, chasing the orgasmic high he had been craving.
“S-s-shit, I’m-mgh- almost there, Angel.” Sukuna moaned. His tongue ghosted across the sweet spot on her neck.
“C-cum on my ass, Ryo. I want it right there,” Deja panted out in short, high pitched breaths.
Sukuna grinded his raging cock against her plump ass. He stuffed three of his fingers in her cunt while his thumb traced his full name over her clit.
“AH! RYO! I’m gonna–” Before she could finish her sentence, cum gushed out of quivering pussy. Sukuna continued stuffing his thick fingers into her, causing loud, sticky noise to spread throughout the room.
His orgasm wasn’t too far behind. He repeatedly slapped her ass until it was sore from the harsh hits. At the last smack, cum spurt out of his mushroom tip and onto the stinging handprint. He bit down on her sweet spot to hide his pathetic whimpers. Deja shuddered out a relaxing sigh when she felt his hot load splatter across her bare skin.
Pulling his fingers from her pulsing cunt, Sukuna sucked off her sweet essence. Sloppy sucking sounds and a loud satisfied grunt filled Deja’s ears. She turned to face him, a small pout forming on her lips.
“I want a taste too,” She whimpered.
Sukuna smirked. He took two fingers and gathered some of his cum. Bringing it up to her lips, she eagerly sucked his fingers clean. Sweet moans tumbled her pretty mouth. Her eyes rolled back from how good his sweet yet salty cum tasted. They continued sucking each other’s cum off his fingers until there was nothing left.
He pressed a gentle kiss to her sweaty temple. He tenderly ran his hands over her body, pushing her into a sleepy state. Her body was noticeably more relaxed compared to earlier. Her breathing was reduced to slow, deep inhales.
Sukuna went to get out of bed, but Deja pulled him back down. She wrapped her arm and legs around his waist then buried her face between his huge pecs. A fit of laughter rumbled from deep within his chest .
“I forgot you turn into a whiny brat after you cum,” He taunted.
“Shut up. You know I need to be babied. You can’t give me an intense orgasm like that then leave me.” Deja dramatically wailed.
Sukuna chuckled, “I was going to get a rag to clean us up.”
“No fuck that! Hold me and tell me how pretty I am.” she commanded.
“Bossy ass,” Sukuna snarked. “What if I want to tell you how terrible you were?”
“I’ll call bullshit. You were humping me like a horny ass dog in an insufferable heat. Doing allat moaning and shit in my ear. I will say you sound very sexy like that tho.”
Everything went quiet for a moment. Again, he hated her smart ass mouth. Sukuna huffed and rolled his eyes. “One day I’m going to shove my dick down your throat and fix your smart ass mouth.”
“Pffhh, you ain’t gone do shit or else you would’ve done it already. Say I’m lyin’.”
“No, you don’t.” Deja dismissed him.
“Oh piss off and go to sleep.”
A/N: this is actually my favorite chapter. My man is so unhinged and I love him for that.😈
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