Suki

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╰┈➤ Rules ⋆ 🪼ྀི ⋆

Minors DNI (please)

No spamming, comments, likes, ect.

Always be kind and respectful to others, let’s make this a drama free zone :)

My writing themes may trigger some, but please remember you are responsible for the content you subject yourself too so always read the warnings before continuing a story

╰┈➤ Master List

Demon Slayer .𖥔 ݁ ˖🎐𖦹🫧₊ ⊹༘⋆

Muzan

oc story below⁀➷

You Should Be Scared Of Me Pt.1

You Should Be Scared Of Me Pt.2

Douma

On Your Knee’s

Jujutsu Kaisen .𖥔 ݁ ˖🎐𖦹🫧₊ ⊹༘⋆

Toji

Maniac! Pt.1

Maniac! Pt.2

Toji usin u

Strawberries And Spilt Milk

Genshin Impact .𖥔 ݁ ˖🎐𖦹🫧₊ ⊹༘⋆

Zhongli

Public Finger Banging

Childe

Your Punishment

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[txjis]

thinking abt toji with a crybaby gf a little extra rn

no one can tell me this man isn’t into the ‘soft’ type. i’m not even trying to project. but i full heartedly believe that he likes the soft girls that have some attitude to them.

cw: MDNI , fem!reader , toji kinda toxic n icky , mention of periods , fake crying , that’s abt it i think.

imagine he’s just spoiled you absolutely rotten, you can count on one hand the amount of times he’s told you “no.” and actually stood his ground on the statement. how could he not give into you? your his sweet little baby, he can’t stand the pout on your face.

but god, when you break out the waterworks?? you could probably have this man doing whatever the fuck you wanted. you knew this too, and you didn’t want him to get used to seeing you cry and whine. so you saved this little trick you’ve learned until there’s something you reaallyyy want, and IF he says no. you know it won’t stay a no.

“c’mon baby, you know i’m saying no because it’s gonna make your stomach hurt.” toji looked over at you, bottom lip jutting out after he just rudely told you no to going back through the drive through to get another ice cream cone after you just practically inhaled yours. and sure, maybe it was immature to cry over ice cream, but you could tell your period was close, you needed that fucking ice cream before you ripped his head off.

“so mean toji.” your lip wobbling a bit while you willed your eyes to start misting over with water. you slammed both of your legs against the passenger side door, shrinking away from him while you sniffled and crossed your arms over your chest. it was dramatic, and you were fully aware of that. but who cares you were his special girl, no one else mattered.

“don’t be like that-“ toji reached out towards your legs, originally trying to place a strong hand on your thigh. he had to lean over the center console the way you tucked yourself against the door so tight. but just before he made contact, you slapped his hand away, turning to glare at him with crocodile tears streaming down your cheeks. “..fuckin’ fine. same flavor?”

you nod as he pulls around to go back through the drive through, he grunts and hands you the cone full of the sweet treat you had just cried over. you take it from him, continuing the pouty act for a few moments until you genuinely start to miss his touch. riding in his car doesn’t feel normal when his hand isn’t in your lap.

toji smirks to himself watching your legs shift closer to him once again through the peaks he was stealing of you occasionally. he places his hand on your thigh and gives it a small squeeze, mumbling a ‘love ya.’

god, he can’t wait until the day he actually wants to tell you no. he can’t wait until he can tell you that he knows what your little ‘trick’ is and how it’s never really worked on him. he can see right through your little head. he wants to watch you stumble over your words and try to explain yourself to him, break you down until you’re begging for his forgiveness. that’s when the real tears come out.

I SAID TOJI LIKES SOFT CRYBABY GIRLS BUT I DIDNT SAY IT WAS FOR A HEALTHY REASON :3 he likes to break them u can’t tell me otherwise

i’d still fuck him icl.

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tojixreader

summary: toji’s cravin your punani

warnings: mature themes (MINORS DNI)

Just thinking about blue collared Toji.

He works long hours at his contracting job, he’s constantly tired and grumpy but oh does he love coming home to you.

You’re always so sweet to him, cooking him warm meals and taking care of the house while he’s away.

One night he comes home particularly cranky, his handsome face covered in stubble and dark bags under his eyes.

“Take your panties off.” He grunts lowly to you as he sets his coffee cup down.

You look up from the sink where you were currently doing dishes and frown slightly “Excuse me?”

“You heard me woman.”

You raise a brow at his demanding tone but comply to his wishes, simply dropping your panties from underneath your cute little sundress.

Toji hummed lowly in approval, his strong hands reached for you and easily plopped you onto the table.

“Lay back for me y/n” he breathed huskily, his large calloused hands traveling down your slender figure.

Almost as if he was committing every curve and dip of your body to memory.

Obeying you lay back on the table, your legs trembled slightly in anticipation “What are you doing?” You ask softly.

Toji gave you a boyish smile as he shrugged non-chalantly, “m’hungry.”

A blush rose to your cheeks as you understood his meaning, his hands pried your thighs apart and gazed lovingly at your pussy.

“Toji-“ you whined softly with embarrassment.

The older man hummed in response before settling himself between your legs, his warm breath fanning across your sensitive flesh as he took a moment to admire your pussy before pressing a gentle kiss to it.

Your thighs instinctively closed around his head as a gasp left your lips, Tojis tongue swirled over your clit with agonizing slowness.

You closed your eyes as waves of pleasure began rolling through your body, the sensation had your mind reeling with ecstasy.

Toji ate your pussy with the conviction of a starved man, his mouth refusing to leave your weeping cunt as he sucked and licked at your clit.

Under his ministrations you were reduced to a wanton mess of moans and sobs, his tongue bringing you to high points you’d never even known before.

His dark eyes never left your face as he wrapped his arms around your thighs tightly, keeping you placed firmly underneath him as your hips bucked and wiggled.

Heat pooled in your belly as a whine of pleasure left your lips, your back arching as his mouth sucked greedily on your clit.

He grunted softly, savouring your sweet tangy flavour as though it were a rare delicacy.

His thick fingers digging into the soft flesh of your thighs as his tongue delved into your aching entrance.

The sensation had your body reeling with pleasure, your toes curled as you felt the heat in your belly finally snap.

“Oh~ m’Toji” You moaned, arching yourself more as pure euphoria filled your senses.

A guttural moan left your lips as Toji sucked sweetly on your swollen nub, the sensation sending your body into sweet pleasure.

You were reduced to wanton moans and shudders as you pushed your pussy against Tojis mouth greedily, riding against his face as the final throws of your orgasm finally died down.

You lay panting for a moment, before shuddering and crying out as you felt Toji’s mouth descend upon you once more.

He chuckled lowly at your surprised face and spread your thighs further.

“M’still hungry for dessert, doll face.” ~

[tonycries]

There is no dentist alive that could unhinge my teeth from his waist.

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UGH WHO KNEW A 2D ANIMATION COULD BE SO FINE

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NEW TOJI SHEET JUST DROPPED

[gojoest]

love when tall men lean in to hear you better

[kcokaine]

Sirens

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I adore this so much <3

Credit goes to @puppajax on tik tok!!

[queenendless]

Yall.

I made Jujutsu Kaisen dividers!

All credit of the official artwork goes to Gege and co. I own nada.

Like/reblog/follow if ya gonna use these, pls n thnx u~!

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OMG 🥹

[ahresprite]

redraw of this fanart i did last year 🍒

[horocca]

隣の.....？？？　（トトロパロ）　

[analikalee]

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❀ hello lovey reader! I have brought to you a briderton inspired story featuring none other than your perfect self and our favourite dilf, Toji. Take yourself to the early 18th century, you live a lavish life as the only child of a duke who has already promised your hand in marriage to a complete stranger. Yet you’ve kept a secret that burns close to your heart, the older stable hand with his devilish handsomeness and sharp tongue. A match nobody would ever approve but a girl can dream can’t she?

❀ warnings: mature themes, MINORS DNI

❀ And lastly, immerse yourself in the playlist I’ve created while working on this piece <3

🎧 Sweet Summer Playlist

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🍓. A gentle rain tapped on your window pane as you watched the water create dainty streams over the glass. Although one would think her lady ship was watching the down pour outside, your eyes were following the tall muscular man that was busy rushing the horses back into the stables.

His clothing soaked to the bone, giving a delicious view of his sculpted body that had been molded to perfection after his years of hard physical labour. You often caught yourself watching him constantly lately, perhaps it was the dreaded arranged marriage that loomed over your head that had you looking for a distraction.

The head stable hand was the perfect one at that.

“Y/n, if you sit at the window to long you’ll catch cold.” Your maid scolded, her hands on her hips but an amused smile graced her face.

You sigh but gather your skirts regardless, disappointed to be torn away from the eye candy just outside.

“Oh Francesca, I just don’t think I can go through this whole marriage nonsense. I don’t even know this man! What if he’s utterly disgusting, like some sort of old pig.” You say while scrunching your face.

Francesca giggled while carefully taking out the ribbons and ties in your hair, “Now that’s no way to talk about your future husband Miss.” she teased “Besides I’ve heard he is rather dashing, with the brightest blue eyes and such light coloured hair.”

You pouted none the less and sat in front of your mirror as she began to run a brush through your long locks “Still, should I not have a say in who I want to spend the rest of my life with? What if he’s just as mean as he may be handsome?”

Francesca hummed softly before gently bonking the crown of your head with the brush “With all due respect your grace, you should be thankful you get to marry into wealth and live a comfortable life that so many of us are not fortunate enough to have.”

Another sigh escaped your lips but you remained quiet on the subject as you were preparing to retire for the evening, once Francesca had shut the door behind her and blew out the last candle, your were alone once more.

Quietly you tiptoed to the window, the rain had began to subdue as your eyes longed to see the familiar tall figure of Toji.

And there he was, your heart nearly stopped as the older man stood in the courtyard peering into your window.

A thought crossed your mind, raising heat to your cheeks as your hands were already traveling to the string that held the chest of your bodice together.

Leaning closer to the glass, breath fogging it slightly, you did the dirtiest thing you’d ever done in your life.

Tojis eyebrows rose slightly in response, but he wasn’t about to deny himself the pleasure of gazing upon the young lady’s breasts.

Although most improper of you, the older man had a small chuckle out of it before blowing you a teasing kiss.

And with that he waltzed out of the courtyard to the stable houses, your cheeks flushed crimson and quickly tied your night shirt up.

Surely you would never be able to face him now.

🍓. That following afternoon the sun was shining brilliantly against the perfect blue sky, a warm breeze passed through the country side carrying the scents of fresh flowers and sweet grass.

You had taken refuge under the large willow trees that bordered the edge of the estates property. There vines perfectly concealed anyone underneath, giving you the perfect cover to peacefully read your books.

And of course hide from the staff in case anyone had came across your filthy act last night, your ears burned at the thought. Quickly taking a sip from your tea, you prepared to clear your mind and once more immerse yourself in the story.

“So this is where you’ve gone.” A deep yet smooth voice drawled from behind you, turning swiftly you were met with the sight of a messy haired Toji.

Straw bits were scattered in his dark locks and his hands looked calloused, probably finished throwing hay into the pastures you thought.

“I beg your pardon, what are you doing here? You should be tending to the horses, that’s what father pays you for.” You huff, hating the way your voice whined.

“I forgot who I was talking to. Apologies your grace but I hadn’t thought there was formalities between us after your lovely display last night.” He purred while adding a bow as he spoke, his eyes shifting to your bosom before meeting your eyes with a smirk.

Your mouth gaped but before a word could pass from your lips, he continued “It is rather indecent to expose yourself to the likes of me, I could be hung just for speaking these words to you my lady but..”

Your heart raced as he spoke, “but what?” You managed to squeak out, sounding a little too hopeful.

“I admire a young woman’s spirit such as yours, there fore I have no wish to taint you. Your hand has been promised to Lord Satouru, you mustn’t tease me ever again like that.” He leaned closer to you as he spoke, dark eyes twinkling with forbidden words. “Or next time I shall ravish you in ways you’ll never experience again.”

Foolishly, your gloved hand reached out to his much larger and weathered hand. “I want…nothing more.” You say quietly, looking up at the man who could never be your husband.

Toji gave you a sympathetic look before kissing your hand gently “I would be killed on the spot your grace, although I wish to feel your skin and know the softness of your body, my words are nothing more than wishful fantasies.”

It felt as though your heart began to painfully sink into your stomach, and stupidly enough a tear fell over your cheek. “But it’s not fair.” You whimper.

Chuckling softly Toji sat on the grass instead of the blanket you were perched on “I am twice your age, you’d want to have yourself a fine young husband to keep you satisfied. I can barely do one round without tiring.”

Quickly blinking your eyes of tears you straightened your back, reminding yourself this was not a time to be childish. You were after all a lady now, and you had the power to have what you want.

“I simply wish to be educated in what I am not, how am I to please my husband if I know nothing of what happens with lovers.” You say in a dignified manner that had Toji raise a brow at you.

“So you wish me to teach you things? Me, a common servant who lives with the horses.” He scoffed, shaking his head, his eyes held a new seriousness.

“You are asking me to risk my life over something so foolish, you truly are just a stupid girl.”

The insult went straight to your heart and Toji could see the hurt in your eyes as you gazed at him, “Apologies my lady.” He murmured in a gentle tone this time. “What I am trying to make you understand is I cannot risk my life for what lies under your clothing. This selfish old man wouldn’t think twice if our situation was different.”

You threw your fists into your skirts and stood abruptly “You are mistaken, I do not wish for you to deflower me. I am not so stupid as to think my husband to be wouldn’t notice the impurity, I simply wish to be kissed.” You huff, cheeks as red as the strawberry’s that rested contently on there plate beside you.

Toji smiled this time, a look of almost relief washed over his handsome face, all you wanted was a stolen kiss, or maybe two if he should be so lucky.

Craning his neck around to make sure no farmers with prying eyes were in the surrounding fields, Toji finally rested his eyes back on you before leaning over you.

“A simple kiss, with the way you spoke I was sure you meant something else.” He said softly before faulting your chin up, the sudden feeling of his fingers made you ache in a way you hadn’t felt before.

“Just kiss me.” You whispered while instinctively wrapping your arms around his well muscled neck, in response Toji took no more hesitation to press his own lips to your soft ones.

A sweet spark shot through your body as the two of you kissed, a short yet delicious thing that had you undeniably wanting more.

But Toji was quick to pull away once your grip on his collar grew tighter “Your wish has been granted your grace, I can die a happy man.” He teased before detangling himself from you.

You couldn’t fight the disappointment from your face but with a swift bow and a wink, Toji was off making his way back to the stables.

🍓. A few weeks had passed since you and Toji had stolen a secret kiss, today you were determined to take it to the level you so desired. You had told yourself you didn’t want him to take you, that you wanted to keep your innocence for the sake of peace and reputation.

But you knew deep inside it wasn’t what you wanted. All your life you had grown up alongside the rules, abided by the enforcements and tasks placed upon you.

You were entitled to give yourself to the man you so desired.

“What are you doing here?” A familiar voice questioned, not looking up you continued to saddle up your horse, your plan for today had been to take a long ride in the north fields since the flowers had recently bloomed.

Maybe it was the summer heat, or maybe it was the raging need for Toji but you grabbed his shirt and pulled him forward with a strength not even you knew you had.

“I don’t care what it is you think is best for me, I know what I want and that is you. And you will allow me this because I, Lady y/n asked you.” You seethe, watching as his face went through a flight of emotions.

“As you wish, your grace.” He replied in a strangled manner, allowing his hands to roam over the shape of your dress.

You nod curtly, satisfied with the outcome but terrified what to do next.

“My lady does not wish to do this here, does she?” He asked tilting his head slightly with a disapproving expression.

“Don’t be silly, I’m not some trollop. We’re taking a ride to the meadows. No one can see us for miles, and it’s to beautiful of a day to be stuck in the stables anyway.” You huffed before stepping into the stirrup and pulling yourself over the palomino.

Toji snorted but kept his smart remarks to himself, not wanting to upset his lady ship too much. “One must agree.” He grunted in return before seating himself upon his own steed.

The two of you raced off before the other stable hands were to return from the pastures, finding the perfect patch of grass you both settled down.

“I brought you a treat.” You say excitedly while digging around in your saddle bag, “I thought we should have something sweet in celebration.”

Toji snorted this time, unmoved by your gift of sweet treats “You really are foolish. I am risking my life-“

“Hush. We keep this a secret and nobody dies.” You say calmly before setting a pouch of fresh strawberries down and a glass bottle of milk, still cold from the cellar.

“My mother used to make me this as snack when I was a little girl, if I was nervous or upset she was quick to have the servants bring it.” You continued before settling comfortably on the ground beside Toji.

A moment of silence passed before Toji leaned back on his arms and watched you for a moment “I’ve never been given an opportunity as such, you are a kind woman your grace.” He hummed before taking a swig of milk.

You popped a few strawberries into your mouth before finding yourself reaching for Toji.

Your hands entwined themselves in his thick hair, the both of your lips meeting, tasting sweet strawberries and cool milk on each other’s tounge.

Your skirts were bunched around your waist, showing your creamy thighs and the one thing Toji had been yearning for since the first time he had seen you.

Toji kissed down the nape of your neck to your collarbone, hand tugging at the front of your bodice desperate to free your breasts.

He wanted to taste every sweet thing your body had to offer, including your petal pink nipples. You gasped softly as the cool air hugged said breasts and watched as Toji lowered his head to take your nipple into his warm waiting mouth.

“Hah- Oh- Oh Toji.” You breathed as pleasure tingled through out your body, arching you back you tilted your head back as Toji hummed in response and moved to the other nipple.

Leaving you too look at the sky in wonder as you felt pleasure unbeknownst to you.

“You’re beautiful.”

Your head snapped back down as you looked into Tojis lustful eyes, a flush of embarrassment creeped over your cheeks.

“Men always say such things.” You mutter before hugging yourself to Toji,burying your nose in the crook of his shoulder.

He smelt of fresh straw, horses and something manly. A comforting scent to say the least.

The two of you became nothing but a mess of wandering mouths and searching hands resting upon discarded fabrics.

A pain you had never felt before burned lowly in your stomach and Tojis length freed you of your innocence, sweet harmonious melody’s left your lips. Spurring the older man on as he rut himself inside your softness.

You both made warm love under a fading summer sun, you wished the bliss would last for eternity but after the upteenth time of orgasmic euphoria coursing through your body.

Reality began to set in, the strawberries had been crushed from the toss and turn of your bodies and the milk lay spilt beside you.

“I think it’s time.” Toji murmured from somewhere above you, his voice rich like honey.

“I wish it to last forever.” You reply softly as shadows crept slowly over the land, indicating the day was at its end.

The responsibility’s of tomorrow would arise and your stable hand would have to be nothing more than the bitter sweet past.

“Don’t forget me when you’re married.” Toji said before pushing himself off the ground beside you, his horse waiting long enough was eager to return.

You gave him a soft smile, one that didn’t quite meet your gaze.

How could anyone forget Toji Fushiguro? 🍓

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tartilgaxreader

summary: Childe grows tired of your avoidance towards him and decides to teach you a lesson ;)

warnings: mature themes, MINORS DNI

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You had been avoiding Childe like an illness all week and oh was he fucking pissed about it.

But finally, by the grace of the gods themselves it seemed, you agreed to come over.

Maybe you were nervous to see Childe, whatever it was he had grown tired of the cat and mouse game.

He wanted you now, wanted you so fucking bad he could practically taste your cunny on his tounge.

And there you were in his home, finally.

Fuck.

He knew it was wrong, knew it was so wrong but did he care? No. No he fucking didn’t.

That’s why he had you pressed into his mattress, ass up while he mercilessly plunging his thick length into your greedy cunt.

One hand had a firm grip on your hair, shoving your face into his pillows harshly.

The other was tugging and playing with your puffy clit, already sore and aching from his brutal treatment.

Your lungs were screaming for air, the pillow blocking your mouth, muffled moans and crys danced to his ears and he grunted in satisfaction.

“You fucking bitch..hah..thinkin you can play around with me? Huh?” He sneered, his tip bullying itself against your cervix.

Your vision was getting spotty, no matter how loud you tried to scream it wasn’t loud enough.

Suddenly he pulled your body flush against his chest, you gasped and nearly chocked on the sudden rush of oxygen that filled your lungs.

Tears were already rushing down your cheeks, a sob wrenched out of your mouth and you swore you felt him get harder inside of you.

“Please s-stop.” You whimpered, a hoarse cry leaving your lips and he slapped your clit.

You flinched, trying to curl in on yourself but Childe had moved his hand to the base of your throat and squeezed warningly.

He shushed you with a gentle tone but picked up his pace, balls slapping your sweat soaked skin and his hold on your neck tightening ever so slightly.

“Please.” You tried again, sobbing uncontrollably as your insides felt like they were on fire, your tits bounced in rhythm with his thrusts.

“You brought this on yourself y/n. I’m a patient man but you’ve played one to many games with me.” He growled lowly in your ear.

Your body began to feel tingly, your skin crawling with the building euphoria that pooled in your lower tummy.

You were so close and Childe knew it.

Your insides began to hug around his length tightly, each of your slippery rings holding his cock hostage inside of you made his balls swell with an undeniable urge to cum.

“M’sorry.” You managed to mewl out, drool began pooling outside of your mouth but the blissful pleasure hitting your body sweetly made you care less.

Childe rumbled a low chuckle through his chest which vibrated against your back deliciously, it felt as though every nerve through out your body was burning for release.

“So close..” You managed to whisper as Childes pace grew slower, and slower.

“Oh really?” He cooed in a teasing tone, his teeth grazing along your shoulder before placing a small kiss on the crook of your neck.

You nod pleadingly while your cunt began to throb in an almost painful manner, silently screaming at you for its release.

“You hurt my feelings y/n, I’ve missed you this whole week and you continued to avoid me. You wound me you know, why would you hide from me?” He murmured while running his hands over your breasts, nipples hard as rocks under his warm fingers.

A shiver ran through your body as you felt his cock rub along your swollen bundle of nerves.

Your mind was clouded with lust and a fiery need for Childes length plunging back into your dripping cunny.

“I w-was busy with training, and I’ve just been so tired. I didn’t want to disappoint you.” You whimpered back softly.

Childe was silent for a moment, his lips pressed gently to your neck before trailing over your shoulders.

“You could never disappoint me.” He murmured while his warm hands glided down to your waist.

His lips continued to pepper your skin softly before his cock abruptly slammed its way inside of you.

A fiery pain coursed through your vains, making you cry out in such a sweet manner it nearly made Childe cum.

“Although you could never disappoint me y/n, I do enjoy thoroughly punishing you.” He growled lowly as he began to rut himself deep in the warm embrace of your cunny.

“Baby- Please- h-ho fuck.” You whined out, the knot in your tummy burned deliciously as Childe continued to grip your hips tightly, his eyes glued to the lewd expressions your face made.

“Touch yourself for me.” He cooed lowly, leaning his head down so he could be even closer to you. His pace had grown sloppy and you knew he was ready to burst.

Your hand shyly traveled between your legs to the sweet bundle of nerves that practically begged to be touched, rubbing your clit in gentle circles your breath quickened.

“Look at me when you cum y/n.” He groaned while sweat began beading along his ginger hairline, the sight was enough for you to arch up into him and release around his length.

“Oh gods.” You breathed as pure euphoria ripped through your body, your face was enough to send Childe over the edge, who promptly dumped his seed deep inside of you.

All was quiet for a moment except the both of your laboured breaths filling the room, your body tingled sweetly as you turned your head to look at your lover.

Childe smirked at you for a moment before reaching his hand over your waist to pull you flush against his own body “We’re not done yet y/n.” He purred lowly, hand already reaching for your overstimulated cunny.

“Your punishments just getting started~”

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[modernau]kunas.. femkunas... rrrahhhh...

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[sweetchildcloud]

Hii! I saw that your requests were open so here I am :]

I was wondering if you could do something with gojo and geto taking care of their s/o who maybe got badly injured during a mission or smn

feel free to ignore it baby<3

||Don't die|| written by me

🔞 Gojo x reader/Geto x reader| Minors DNI| TRIGGER WARNING 🔞

Tags:Blood,comfort,hospital(Gojo),injuries,bandages,healing,cussing(Geto),

i'm no english native so sorry for some mistakes

P.s:sorry if i made it too angstu but i hope you like it anon!

please reblog 🔁 and like❤️

Edit:sorry sweetie I think I got carried away in Geto's part :p

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Gojo

You waked up in a hospital room with tubes everywhere. Satoru is sitting next to the bed with his hands clasped on top of his knees. There's a vase full of flowers that probably were sent from friends and family members of you. A ring on his finger. There's no one else in the room. You're alone.

"How are you feeling?" Satoru asks, looking at you with a worried face. His clear blue eyes look like oceans that want to drown you with it's depths. Satoru is gorgeous.

flashes of the battled runned trough your head you hissed "like i almost died…?"

"You were bleeding a lot, you could still be dying. The doctor said you're stable but we have to wait a little more.." He sighs. It seems like he's the one that is going to fall apart from anxiety soon. Satoru doesn't know what he would do without you.

The silence between you two becomes uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry.." His voice breaks a little. Satoru swallows his tears.

"it's fine..you're fine no?" You jolted as you felt a sharp pain were the curse hitted you "it was worth it no?"

Satoru's hands are rubbing gently your forehead to relieve you from your pain. He seems to want to do more but he holds himself back. The hand of your uninjured arm feels so strong, as he holds it to his chest.

"I'm fine, now that you're fine." He sighs with relief because you're smiling a little. But the worry on his face gets worse with your pain.

"You killed the special grade… You're such a badass. Was it worth it?" His voice is lower than usual.

"I.." You swallow. The pain. The blood. The scars. The memory of the mission. He doesn't need to know all of those details. This moment is already painful enough. You bite your lip.

"I don't regret anything."

Satoru seems satisfied. He's still worried. Yet he's smiling. The grip of his hand increases. He wants to hold you to him so bad. He wants to comfort you in so many ways….

"You should rest."

"I'm not tired…" You mumble.

"I know, but you need to…" He answers while playing with your thumb.

His free hand caress your head to bring you comfort. The moment between you is charged with love, intimacy.

"Go to sleep...just for a little while…" He wants to add 'in my arms' But he doesn't. He keeps caressing you, hoping you would fall asleep.

You nod. The drugs given to you make you tired and everything gets blurry, you feel relaxed. Satoru continues caressing your head, holding your hand, playing with your thumb, whispering soothing words, trying to make you rest… You can't resist. It feels so good, so warm… You fall asleep. Satoru's eyes watch you fall asleep quietly, tears falling from his eyes with relief.

He kisses your forehead, closes the blinds of the room. He sighs and finally lays on his chair next to your bed, falling asleep too.

GETO

He's careful with you, as if you're a rare and fragile piece of glass. Each movement is cautious and tender; he adjusts the pillows behind your head, the blankets around you, ensuring that you're comfortable. You lean into his touch, closing your eyes as he mumbles reassurances and gently strokes your hair. He smells of leather and earth, and his body exudes warmth. Your fingers curl in his, and you feel comforted by his presence.

You jolt as a rush of pain radietated from your bandeged wound

Geto's eyes snap open in alarm. He's by your side in an instant, studying the source of your pain. His thumb traces over the bandage covering the wound, his expression filled with concern. He's so close, his breath brushing over your skin. You look up at him, meeting his gaze. He doesn't flinch, and his eyes are full of empathy for the pain you're in.

He's gentle, but firm as he examines your wound, looking for any sign of an infection or worsening status of the injury.

"Let me see it" he says, his voice gentle. You hesitate for a moment, then nod and pull the blanket down, allowing him to examine the injury. You wince once when he probes at the bandaged area, but beyond that, the pressure of his fingers feels soothing rather than painful.

"How's the pain?" he asks after a few moments. His arms wrap tighter around you as he speaks, and you can feel the warmth of his body even through layers of blankets and pillows. "Does it feel better, or do I need to change the dressing?"

"the second…" you mumbled feeling weak a nd you trembled when the blood rushed out staining the bandages

“Don’t move” he says as he stands up, his voice a soft command that you find yourself obeying on impulse. His arms gently release their grip around you, but his fingers trail down your back as he pulls away. He crosses the room to his desk, rifling through a cabinet drawer as he grabs fresh bandages and disinfectant. Once he has everything he needs, he returns to the bed, sitting beside you and carefully removing the old bandages.

"Does it still hurt?" he asks after a time. The pressure on your body is still comforting, and his words are like a comforting presence. You nod again, and he frowns and makes a sound of distress as if he wishes he could do more for you. Without a word, he pulls you closer to himself, and you lean your head into his shoulder without even realizing it.

"Can I ask you something?" he asks. You don't notice the time slipping by as the two of you lie like this, his arm around your waist, his body radiating heat that warms you through. You nod slightly, and he sighs before starting to speak again. "I don't know why I'm so affected by seeing you hurt. I should be used to it, shouldn't I? Seeing people injured is part of my job. But with you…"

"With you it's different," he says. There's a slight rasp to his voice, and he seems to be searching for the words. "Seeing you hurt reminds me that you're not invincible. And I…" His hands tighten around you, and you can feel him squeeze you against him as if he wants to protect you from all the worlds dangers at once.

"I just hate seeing you in pain" he continues. "I know it's silly, but I want you to be safe more than anything. I want you to have a life where you don't have to worry about getting injured or hurt or sick." He pauses for a few moments, trying to collect his thoughts. "So… maybe this is me being selfish" he continues "but when you're hurt, I'm reminded of how vulnerable you are and how much it scares me."

"I know that's stupid" he adds quickly. "You're not a child that needs protecting. But I guess I just can't help it. I just…" He trails off, then shakes his head. "Just forget I said anything," he says with a wave of his hand. "It doesn't matter. You just rest up. I'll take care of you until you're better."

"no…i like it when you worry about me" You smiled weakly "it makes you..human…"

He freezes, his eyes narrowing as if he couldn't quite believe what he'd just heard. "Human?" he says slowly. "Are you saying that you think I'm normally not human?"

"you feel so cold and scary sometimes that's all but deep deep down you have a heart a beating one"

You chuckle slightly and rest your head back against his chest. "So, what now?" you ask after a minute. He gives a shrug. "Right now? You sleep. You're injured, after all."

"Right." You smile, but the truth is you don't feel very tired. Your body still aches all over, and the dull, throbbing pain from the wound is enough to keep you awake.

Still, you lean into his arms, resting your head against his shoulder. He pulls the blanket a little tighter around you, and you close your eyes, trying to relax.

"You still can't sleep" he observes quietly after a few moments. You blink at him and try to come up with an answer but find yourself coming up blank. "Yeah" you say finally "I guess I just don't think that the pain is going to let me sleep anytime soon."

"What if I give you something for the pain?" he offers. "A small dose. You'd hardly get any rest, but it would help you fall asleep now."

"i don't like needles Ru-ru" You cooed

"No need for needles" he replies, and you notice the slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "I'll just give you a pill."

His arms loosen around you, and then you feel his hand move around until it finds your chin. His other arm reaches over toward the dresser, and he brings a pill over to you between two fingertips. "Here, open up."

You open your mouth obediently, and he places the pill on your tongue. It tastes slightly bitter, and when he offers you some water to wash it down, you quickly down the whole glass. You sigh and close your eyes, ready to fall asleep. You can hear him shuffling around the room, presumably putting away the supplies he'd used earlier.

When he settles back in the chair beside you, you feel his arm wrap around your waist once again. "I'll be here with you until you fall asleep" he murmurs gently. "Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you."

You nod slightly and close your eyes, trying to settle yourself. The pill should be kicking in any moment now. You feel a heavy haziness envelop you, making it almost difficult to keep your eyes open. And yet still, you cling to the warmth that you feel from his arms around you.

[candy69gurl]

HIII NEW FOLLOWER :3 i js wanna cutely ask if u could make sukuna a gentle yet rough husband(he's still the king of whatevs) and the protagonist has a dragonfly pendant that glows and makes the protagonist submissive when originally, shes a VERY stubborn wife :3 thats all tyt (⁠´⁠⊙⁠ω⁠⊙⁠`⁠)⁠！

Trapped in Temptation

Heian Era Ryomen Sukuna x f!reader

Warnings- 18+, slight non-con, kidnapping, threats, mentions of violence (Sukuna is gentle only with you), tricking, use of nicknames, use of abdomen mouth and mouths on four hands, fingering (Sukuna has nails), double penetration (use of 2 dicks in rear and front), nipple playing, clit rubbing, choking, raw sex (cumming inside), breeding kink

wc- 4k

ART NOT MINE !

"Uraume, did you hear what that insolent wench said to me? She dared insult my honor!" Raging, Ryomen Sukuna paces back and forth across their opulent quarters, his four arms slicing through the air with anger. "I can't believe she would be so impudent before our subordinates! We should do something about her."

"Calm down, Lord Sukuna," Uraume interjects, standing in front of their master to block his path. "She knows not what she says. It was uncalled for, but I assure you, I shall handle the matter." They cross their arms, a determined look in their eyes.

"Uraume, she is so stubborn! Her constant attitude toward me is tiresome! I am the strongest, yet she dares to challenge me?" Ryomen Sukuna's voice booms throughout the room, emphasizing each word as he speaks. "And to think I took her as my consort... She must learn her place, or else I may end up hurting her"

With a sigh, Uraume nods understandingly, "I understand Lord, but the truth is, you've grown attached to her, haven't you?" Uraume asks, a knowing smirk playing on their lips. "I have the best solution for it"

"Tell me about it", he sits down on his throne, crossing his massive legs.

It was a sunny afternoon, as Ryomen Sukuna scanned his vast territory, standing atop the highest point of his temple. In the distance, he saw you - an unusual figure, unlike anyone he had ever encountered. Something within him stirred, a feeling he could not explain. His instincts screamed to hunt and devour this new prey, but a strange force held him back.

"You know I told you," Uraume said, looking up at Sukuna with a playful smile, "that sometimes we can find the most unlikely sources of entertainment."

Ryomen Sukuna grunted, acknowledging the truth in Uraume's words. He couldn't deny the fascination he felt for you. "Indeed, I will send my spies to follow her."

Weeks passed, and Ryomen Sukuna found himself consumed by your thoughts. He could resist no longer, and finally confided in Uraume, "I have grown obsessed with her. I've decided that I wish to bring her to me - against her will if necessary". A wicked grin spreaded across his face, revealing his sharp teeth. "Prepare the plan for her capture, and ensure she arrives here safely."

A sinister grin flashed across Uraume's face. "As you wish, Lord Sukuna. Your desire shall be fulfilled." And so, with expert planning and stealth, Uraume carried out the task of capturing you. When you were finally brought before him, bound and trembling, Sukuna couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement.

In the grand temple, surrounded by darkness and the oppressive aura of Ryomen Sukuna, fear coursed through your veins like ice water. You couldn't help but tremble at the sight of the towering, monstrous figure before you. Even as he approached you gently, offering words of comfort, your heart pounded uncontrollably. The very air seemed heavy with his power, and you couldn't shake the feeling of loathing and dread that bubbled up within you.

"Fear not," Sukuna whispered, his voice a velvety rumble in the silence of the chamber. "I have taken a liking to you, and will not harm you...for now." He gazed into your frightened eyes, his own full of curiosity and perhaps even a hint of longing. "I promise you, you are safe here – for the moment."

Breathless and shaking, you pleaded with Ryomen Sukuna, "Please, let me go! I don't want to stay here, with you..." Your voice quivered, desperation clear in every word. But the mighty demon lord only stared at you, his expression unreadable behind his cold facade.

As days turned into nights, and then into weeks, you refused to eat, choosing instead to starve yourself in protest. Your pale and unwell body greatly concerned Sukuna.

"Enough of this nonsense!" Ryomen Sukuna's voice rang out, echoing through the temple chambers. "Uraume, attend to her."

Despite your protests, Uraume stepped forward, concern in their eyes. "Please, consume at least a bit, it will make things easier for all of us."

You looked up at them defiantly, tears welling in your eyes. "I won't eat!"

"This obstinacy is truly fascinating," Sukuna muttered, watching the scene unfold with a mixture of irritation and intrigue. "You underestimate the consequences of your actions. If you continue to starve yourself, your life will be endangered."

Uraume sighed softly, eyeing you with worry. "Just a morsel," they pleaded, gently placing a small bite of food on your tongue. "For your own sake."

But you stubbornly clamped your jaw shut, refusing to swallow the offered sustenance. Your determination was steadfast, fueled by your desire to leave the clutches of Ryomen Sukuna.

Seeing your resolve, Sukuna's eyes narrowed, and he spoke with a dangerous edge to his voice, "Very well. Have it your way. But know this, if you die, I am going to kill every human on this earth."

"Y-you cannot do that-", your words fell on deaf ears, as Ryomen Sukuna merely laughed darkly, the sound echoing ominously in the temple chambers.

"Oh, little mortal, do not mistake my words for idle threats. I am capable of such destruction. And if you persist in defying me, I may just do it."

Watching you waste away drove Uraume mad with worry. They tried once again to reason with you, "Do not test Lord Sukuna's patience, child. You know not the extent of his powers. You must eat, for humans' sake."

Reluctantly, you opened your mouth for Uraume, swallowing the food they offered. The taste was foreign, and your stomach growled in protest, but you knew better than to refuse. Your eyes met Ryomen Sukuna's, a mixture of defiance and despair in their depths. You were trapped, a caged bird desperate for freedom.

As days passed, you learned to endure your imprisonment, adapting to the odd rhythms of your captivity. Ryomen Sukuna watched you closely, a never-ending study of this fascinating creature who had captured his interest. Though you remained subdued, he couldn't help but notice the occasional flash of rebellion in your eyes.

One fateful day, unable to contain your frustration any longer, you spoke out of turn, lashing out at Ryomen Sukuna in front of his ever-loyal servants. The words tumbled from your lips, sharp and cutting, as if driven by sheer desperation to assert some semblance of control over your situation.

Ryomen Sukuna's eyes narrowed, his expression turning dark as thunderclouds. With a swift movement, he took hold of your arm, lifting you off the ground effortlessly. "Is this how you repay me for keeping you alive?" His voice was low and dangerous, sending shivers down your spine.

"Perhaps I should reconsider my decision to spare you," he snarled, holding you aloft in his powerful grip, the muscles in his arms straining visibly. Your heart leaped into your throat as you realized the severity of your actions.

"Kill me, it's better to die than to live with a monster like you!", defiance blazed in your eyes as you spat the words at Ryomen Sukuna, your voice shaking with emotion.

Surprisingly, Ryomen Sukuna paused, his eyes softening momentarily. "Monster?" He released you, allowing you to stumble back, breathless and terrified. "I have done nothing but provide you with a measure of safety, and this how you repay me?"

Uraume stepped forward, trying to diffuse the tension. "Lord Sukuna, she is weakened, emotionally and physically. It's not wise to push her too far." They glanced at you, concern etched in their face. "Let us give her time to adjust to her circumstances."

Ryomen Sukuna hesitated, his sharp gaze never leaving you. "Get her out of my sight. NOW!"

Uraume quickly complied, guiding you away from Sukuna and into the comfort of your quarters. As the door closed behind you, you slumped against it, gasping for breath. Emotions swirled within, tearing at your fragile psyche. Fear, anger, resentment, and a strange kind of fascination with the demonic ruler.

In the quiet hours of night, Uraume approaches Ryomen Sukuna, a dragonfly pendant glimmering in their hand. Their voice soft but filled with purpose. "We have found a way to control her defiance, Lord. A dragonfly pendant of ancient origin, said to bring submission to those who wear it."

"Show me," Ryomen Sukuna commands, his interest piqued. Taking the gleaming object from Uraume's hand, he examines the delicate craftsmanship, a faint glow emanating from its center. A slow, predatory smile spreads across his face. "This could prove useful."

Uraume nods, understanding his intentions. "Once she wears it, and the pendant comes in contact with your iris, she will become submissive, appeasing her rebellious nature. Perhaps we can break her spirit and bend her to our will."

Ryomen Sukuna studies the dragonfly pendant, imagining the effect it would have on her. His dark eyes sparkles with anticipation, the plan working perfectly in his favor.

"But Lord.. Remember you have to trick her into wearing it", Uraume warns knowing your stubborn nature.

Rolling his eyes, Ryomen Sukuna dismisses Uraume's warning. "Trust me, I know how to manipulate her."

The following day, as dawn breaks over his kingdom, he seeks you out with a seemingly contrite expression. Apologizing for the previous day's outburst, he holds out the dragonfly pendant. "Here, take this as a token of reconciliation. Wear it close to you, as a sign of our understanding".

There's an underlying current of menace beneath his words, caught off guard by the unexpected apology, you tentatively accept the dragonfly pendant from Ryomen Sukuna's hand. As the delicate piece of jewelry slides around your neck, your heart races in anticipation.

Sukuna's eyes fall on the pendant and it glows, then a sudden warmth floods your being, and you feel an overwhelming sensation of... submission?

The change is immediate and profound. Your resistance crumbles, replaced by an inexplicable urge to obey. You fall to your knees, your eyes fixed on the ground, "I am sorry, Lord Sukuna. Please forgive my insolence." A wave of submission washes over you, eliminating the last vestiges of rebellion in your heart. The dragonfly pendant, now resting delicately against your collarbone, pulsed gently with each beat of your heart.

Ryomen Sukuna's eyes widens in surprise, a twisted grin spreading across his face. With a predatory grin, Ryomen Sukuna takes advantage of this newfound submission. Grasping your arm, he pulls you to your feet, your eyes locked with his. "Now that we understand each other, let's start fresh. Let me introduce you to the joys of our new arrangement."

A sense of helplessness grips you, as he leads you to a sumptuous room, adorned with silk sheets and plush cushions. Your heart hammers wildly in your chest, and you struggle to process the turn of events. As Ryomen Sukuna guides you towards the luxurious bed, you can't help but wonder how much more control he intends to claim over your body and soul.

"Remove your clothing," he orders, his tone commanding yet tinged with anticipation. Your fingers tremble, complying with his demand. Slowly, you undress, the dragonfly pendant glowing softly against your now-bare skin. An overwhelming sense of submission courses through you, leaving you vulnerable and exposed in front of the imposing figure of Ryomen Sukuna.

He watches you intently, his eyes never leaving your form. He steps closer, the heat of his body enveloping you, and you can't help but shudder, a mix of fear and desire coursing through you. "Turn around," he instructs, his voice a seductive purr. You obey without question, presenting your bare back to him.

His skilled hands move over your skin, tracing patterns that send shivers down your spine. "You are mine now," he whispers, his voice thick with desire.

He gives a searing kiss between your shoulder blades, his touch dominant and undeniably passionate. Every stroke of his hands, every caress of his lips, is a reminder of your new reality - one governed by his desires and his will alone.

Underneath his command, you find yourself responding in kind, your body betraying the fear that once held you in its grasp.

Ryomen Sukuna gently places you on the silken bed, his massive form towering over you. Your body trembles under the weight of his gaze, and his four arms wrap around you, holding you tightly, securely. The sensation is both terrifying and exciting, your heart racing in tandem with your growing arousal.

Slowly, he begins to explore your body, his fingers probing your core. You arch your back, torn between pain and pleasure.

"My, you're tight," he murmurs, his fingers sliding in and out of you with practiced ease. "Such a shame. You need to learn to relax for me."

Each thrust sends shockwaves of sensation through your body, the dragonfly pendant glowing with each movement. You moan softly, unable to deny the pleasure intermingling with your fear. "Please, Lord Sukuna," you whisper, the words slipping past your lips without conscious thought.

"Please, what?" He asks, his fingers continuing their rhythmic dance inside you. His voice is deep and velvety, wrapping around your senses like a warm blanket.

"Make love to me, please," you beg, your voice barely steady. There's a strange vulnerability in your plea, a stark contrast to the defiance he once faced.

Ryomen Sukuna's smirk grows wider, his eyes shining with triumph. "I have been waiting for this moment." he confirms, his fingers pausing briefly before he removes them from your body.

As Ryomen Sukuna leans in to kiss you, his enormous tongue darts out from his abdominal mouth, tracing a path to your clit. The sensation is unlike anything you've experienced before, sending jolts of electricity through your entire body. You gasp, your mind reeling with a mix of pleasure and confusion.

His tongue laps at your sensitive flesh, eliciting a moan from deep within your core. Simultaneously, his lips meet yours in a searing kiss, his tongue invading your mouth with the same boldness. His four hands roam freely, exploring every inch of your trembling body.

"You taste divine," he growls against your lips, his tongue from abdomen continues its assault on your clit.

One of his four arms reaches down to your core, thrusting inside with surprising ease. The sudden invasion triggers a response, your body arching off the bed in a fierce orgasm. Pleasure rips through you, a tidal wave of release that leaves you breathless and panting.

Breath still ragged from your climax, you watch in awe as Ryomen Sukuna discards his garments, revealing not one, but two erect phalluses. Shock momentarily paralyzes you, but his command snaps you out of it. Nervously, you position yourself between his legs, your hands trembling as you reach out to touch the unfamiliar appendages.

Your tongue darts out, hesitantly exploring one of his erect members. Your inexperience is evident, but he seems content to guide you. "That's right," he murmurs, his voice rough with desire. "Show me how eager you are to serve me."

You obey, your skill improving with each passing second. You alternate between his two phalluses, each one throbbing under your touch. His hands thread through your hair, guiding you as he mutters praises under his breath, his grip firm but gentle on your scalp. Your lips wrap around one of his member, your cheeks hollowing as you take him deeper. A strange sense washes over you, realizing he's taken complete control of this encounter.

Ryomen Sukuna groans, his hips bucking slightly under your ministrations. "So eager to please your master, aren't you?" he taunts.

"Mhm," you mumble around his member, your voice muffled by the flesh filling your mouth. The dragonfly pendant glows fiercely at your chest, a constant reminder of your submission. "Whatever you want, Lord Sukuna."

His laughter fills the room, a deep, rolling sound that vibrates through the air. "Delightful. Just remember, you belong to me now."

You continue to service him, your body responding to his every command, every thrust of his hips.

Ryomen Sukuna's laughter dies down, replaced by a growl of satisfaction as he pushes your head back. With an effortless strength, he picks you up with his four hands, aligning one of his hardened members with your entrance. In one swift motion, he pushes inside you, filling you to the brim.

You cry out, the sensation intense and overwhelming. Your walls stretch to accommodate his size, toes curling and head resting on his broad chest.

Ryomen Sukuna grins down at you, clearly pleased with your tightness. He responds by pounding into you with brutal intensity, each thrust driving deeper into your core.

"Tight little thing," he mutters, his voice guttural with lust. "Perfect for my needs."

Suddenly, Ryomen Sukuna notices the dragonfly pendant is missing from around your neck, but your face remains submissive. Confused, he slows down his movements, searching your face for any trace of rebellion. But there's none; only submissive yearning stares back at him.

"P-please lord, d-don't stop, i-i am so close.."

His lips curl up to a grin, his eyes narrow, studying you closely. "Is that so?" He resumes his thrusts, watching your reaction carefully. Your face contorts with pleasure, your body responding to his every stroke.

Without warning, Ryomen Sukuna pulls out of you, urging you onto your knees. You comply instantly, your body quivering with anticipation. He positions himself behind you, entering you from behind with renewed vigor.

The difference in angle sends waves of pleasure cascading through you. Each thrust strikes a new nerve, bringing you closer to the edge. You moan, your body begging for release.

Just as you start to crest, he stops with his thrusts keeping his member deep inside you, leaving you panting and desperate. "Patience," he growls, wetting his fingers with his saliva.

Your heart races, knowing what comes next. He inserts his wet digit into your tight rear, stretching you in a whole new way. You gasp, the sensation overwhelming. "P-please" you stammer, but it comes out more like a plea than protest.

Ryomen Sukuna chuckles darkly, his fingers working in concert with his cock. "Relax, little one. This will make you sing."

The added pressure forces you to focus solely on the sensations engulfing you. You breathe deeply, trying to accommodate his digits. His laughter echoes in the room, a cruel counterpoint to your mounting frustration. His other member pulses, impatient and ready to join the fray.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he withdraws his fingers, coated in evidence of your readiness. You tremble, anticipation building to a fever pitch.

In one swift motion, he introduces the second shaft inside you, stretching you beyond belief. Tears prick at your eyes, a mix of pleasure and pain washing over you, but you don't resist, your body listening to him.

As both of his members work inside you, his four hands come into play. Two grip your hips firmly, guiding his thrusts while the others explore your body. His mouth forms from his other pair of arms, closing over your breast. The sensation is unlike anything you've ever experienced.

His suckling mouths formed from his hands tug gently at your nipples, sending sparks of pleasure throughout your body.

"Oh gods, yes!" You exclaim, surrendering to the sensation. His dual attention, the incredible fullness inside you, overwhelms you.

"That's right," he croons, his voice deep and sultry. "Take it all, show me how much you enjoy being filled."

Two of his hands reluctantly leave your breasts, giving them a tight squeeze before retreating. You whimper, feeling deprived even though you remain filled to the brim. It's almost too much, his dual penetration combined with his previous attentions.

Then, one of his hands drifts lower, touching your clit with feather-light touches. The other wraps around your throat, cutting off your air.

"N-no, wait...!" You choke out, struggling for breath.

"Quiet," he growls.

Without warning, his tongue emerges from his hand currently stroking your clit. It dances across your nerve bundle with expert precision, pushing you closer to the precipice. At the same time, the other hand leaves hickeys on your exposed neck, marking you as his own.

You gasp, the combination of sensations finally proving too much. Your body convulses, your orgasm soon going to occur.

As your orgasm builds, Ryomen Sukuna leans in close, his voice a seductive rumble against your ear. "I found your weakness," he whispers, his abdomen's mouth tracing lines along your spine. "Tell me you accept me as your husband."

You shiver, the combination of his words and actions overwhelming. His thrusting never stops, pushing you higher and higher.

"Lord Sukuna..." you manage, your voice breathy.

"Still a stubborn one, aren't you?" he chuckles, his pace increasing.

His thrusts become more urgent, matching the rhythm of your impending release. "I said accept me as your husband," he commands, the demand clear in his voice.

You nod, your body shaking from the sheer force of his command. "Yes...my Lord, I accept you as my husband" you admit, surrendering completely.

"Want to bear my child?," he asks, his mouth on his abdomen resuming its licking.

"Y-yes yes yes.. F-fill me, Lord.. I want.. your babies.. hnghnn", you reply, drools dripping from your chin. The thought surging through your body as you shatter, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave.

Ryomen Sukuna matches your release, his own body convulsing as he finds his own climax.

With a final burst of energy, Ryomen Sukuna fills both your holes, his seed spilling hot and thick inside you. The sensation is indescribable, filling you to the brim. As he finishes, his seed trickles down between your legs, coating you in his essence.

His breathing labored, he collapses against you, resting his forehead on your back. You lay there, basking in the afterglow of your shared experience.

His eyes fall upon the dragonfly pendant lying innocently on the floor, and a slow smile spreads across his face. "Well well, look at that."

He lifts you gently, turning you around so you're facing him. Holding the pendant between his fingers, he holds it to your lips. "We don't need this anymore"

Taking the pendant from his fingers and throwing it away you pout angrily at him, "You tricked me."

A wicked gleam enters his eyes, and he pulls you closer, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. "Just wanted you to realize your real feelings towards me. All you needed was a little push."

You pull back, your lips parting slowly. you stare into his eyes, realizing he's right. Your body did submit without the dragonfly pendant at the end. Your feelings towards him are genuine.

"I'm yours, Lord Sukuna."

His grin widens, he is indeed thanking Uraume in his mind, his hands caressing your face tenderly. "That's what I always wanted to hear, love."