About Damn Time
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CEO!Sukuna x 18+ reader
Summary: You’ve been the secretary to one of the biggest CEOs in Japan and since day one, for over a year, you have fantasized about sleeping with your boss. Will the feelings be the same or will he reject you?
Tw/Cw: degradtion (whore, slut, etc), slight dubcon, pet names (bunny, princess, etc), spanking, hair puling, boss/employee encounters, semi-public sex, cowgirl, semi-clothed humping, semi-sweet Sukuna instead of psycho Kuna, Daddy kink, minors DNI!
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Inspiration based off the header pic drawn by @innaillus 🤤 they are amazing at what they do! 🫶🏼🖤 thanks again for letting me use this!
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CEO!Sukuna has a hold on you. You know you shouldn't fall for your boss, but when he gives you the look, you know what is required of you. Make his day more manageable.
You couldn't count how often his eyes would weaken you, compelling you to enter his office and take his mind off the day's stress. You had been working for Sukuna's company for over a year as his secretary, and you can't count how many times you have laid in your bed, fucking yourself with your toy as you imagine your handsome, robust, and beautiful boss railing into you from every angle possible as his large cock rearranges your insides. Of course, this was just a fantasy in your head, seeing as your boss has yet to make an actual move on you. It's always just having you in there to listen to him rant before he kisses you-never going any further. He would always stop himself before any clothing came off, making your head spin. He never said anything after each encounter and would tease you with his eyes and lips days after. Nothing more, and it drove you psycho. But again, rules are rules, and you can't be in a relationship with your boss.
You let out a shaky sigh as you get to the top floor of the building; you hold your boss's coffee and muffin in your hand, along with your folder full of notes and messages for the man himself. You exit the elevator and set down your folder before knocking on Sukana's door, your heart thumping. Your shirt and skirt felt tighter as he opened the door just enough for you to enter, clearly seeing he was on a business call. You try to step as softly as possible on the tile floor, your heels clicking with each step. You set down his coffee and muffin, stepping back from his desk as you cross your arms in front of you.
"Okay, thanks. I'll get my secretary on it. Bye," Sukuna sighs as he hangs up the phone, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Who am I being contacted by this time?" You ask as you sit down in the chair across from him. You cross your legs over one another, sitting forward just enough to let the bit of cleavage you had show peak over the top of your blouse.
"Suguru Geto. He wants to partner with us for our next launch, and I told him I would have you work out the details. Is that okay?" Sukuna asks as he raises a brow, sipping his coffee. You nod your head as you watch him. Your eyes scan his features: his tattoos, his pinkish hair, the way his shirt stretches across his broad chest-it was enough to have you squeezing your thighs together at the thought of him.
"Good. Any new messages?" He asks as he turns to his computer, typing away. You nod as you get up, going to grab your folder. You let out a shaky breath as you hold your folder, trying to pull yourself together. He's your boss, for fucksake.
"Kento over in records wants to speak with you about a few things and even bring suggestions about promotion." You say as you read over your notes. You hear Kuna snort at your statement, making you roll your eyes slightly. You continue to read over everything to him, watching him as he nods occasionally.
"Thank you, y/n," Sukuna says as he stares at you. His eyes scan your body, making you feel naked, even fully clothed. His lips curl up in a slight smirk as he watches you shift in your spot. "You're dismissed," he chuckles as you hurriedly scurry out of his office.
As the day passed, you couldn't help but think about Sukuna and how his eyes undressed you. The way his lips curled into a beautiful smirk before sending you on your way. A small whimper leaves your lips as you think about him taking you to his desk and using you as his little toy. A groan falls from your lips as your thoughts are broken by the phone on your desk ringing.
"Ryomen Enterprise. How can I help you?" Your voice was soft and smooth as you answered, having been trained always to have a pleasant voice.
"My office. Now." Fuck. What did you do? You hang up the receiver as you straighten out your top and skirt once you stand, knocking on his door. "Enter." His voice booms as you turn the handle.
"You wanted to see me, sir?" You said meekly, your hands beside you as you closed the door.
"Lock it." He says without missing a beat. You do as he says, reaching the chair before his desk. You sit down as you watch your boss, your eyes never leaving his body. You felt a familiar sense of heat wash over your body as he sat back in his chair, his eyes boring into your soul.
You clear your throat before you begin speaking. "Did you need something, Mr. Sukuna?" Your words were light and airy, trying to play off the apparent heat between your thighs. You feel his eyes undressing you, drinking in your body as he smirks.
"Yes, I do," He pauses momentarily as he walks in front of his desk, his body just mere inches from yours. He leans down, a smirk plastered on his lips as his breath gently fans over your face. "I need you." His words fall off his tongue like honey, your eyebrow quirking at his response. Before you know it, your lips are pressed to his, your body reacting without hesitation.
The kiss was electric, his soft lips molding with yours. Your hands find his hair as he finds your waist, pulling you to your feet as he deepens the kiss. This one was different than the others you had shared before. All other encounters included rough groping and a hot and heavy make-out session. But this. This was something different. There was a desire in this encounter. There was passion—all the things you wanted out of the man in front of you.
After what felt like an eternity, you both pull away for air, a string of saliva the only thing connecting you. Your head is spinning as you try to process what happened, your hands moving down to land on Sukuna's chest. Your eyes scan his face for signs of wanting to stop, but you don't see any. So, you take a moment to say something that has been plaguing you.
"Why?" It was a simple question. But it holds so much weight.
"Why what?" Sukuna asks as his hands gently squeeze your hips.
You move your body closer, your fingers playing with his shirt. "Why me? Why tease me with heavy make-out sessions and groping but never take anything further? Before today, I thought you just wanted to use me." Your voice was small, but you felt valid in your question.
Sukuna gently presses his lips back onto yours, his large hand on your cheek. "Because I didn't want to lose you as an employee. You're both brilliant as well as breathtakingly beautiful. I was afraid you didn't have the same feelings as I do. So quick sessions allowed me to test the waters." His words were confident and clear.
You smile as your fingers trace over the exposed tattoos on his chest. "Well, in that case," you smirk as you bite his lower lip. "Let me show you what 'testing the waters' has done to me," you purr softly in his ear, your teeth gently biting his lobe. You kiss down his neck, sucking on the skin every so often. The small moan from his lips made your cunt wetter, giving you satisfaction at your actions. "Sit." You growl against his lips, your eyes meeting his.
"Demanding now, aren't we?" Sukuna chuckles as he happily walks to his chair, manspreading as he watches you. You roll your eyes as you take your hair out of its bun, slowly walking over to him. You watch his body language, silently laughing as you watch him try to adjust how he sits. You slowly run your hands down your body as you unbutton your blouse, exposing your bare chest to him. You sit down in his lap, your skirt hiking up just enough to expose your pussy. You place your lips back on his neck, gently grazing his skin.
"Mmm. Naughty girl. No bra? What happens when you get cold? All these sleazy men would notice." Sukuna's voice was light yet teasing. As you look at him, you roll your eyes, his lips turned up in a smirk. You move your hips against his, your exposed cunt pressed against his clothed cock. "Ngh- no panties either? Dirty girl," he growls as his hands squeeze your ass, causing you to moan. It was his turn to attack your neck, his lips feeling like fire on your skin as he started to leave marks on your soft skin.
"Then why don't you show me what happens to dirty girls?" You smirk as you roll your hips once more, secretly loving the feeling of his slack against your cunt. Sukuna chuckles darkly as his hands move to your breasts, squeezing them roughly in his large hands. A high-pitched squeak leaves your lips at the feeling, your hips mindlessly rolling to get some friction.
"Seems like you're already punishing yourself. Grinding your cute little cunt against my lap. Does it feel good, baby?" Sukuna growls as he leans down to suckle on your nipple. You moan as your back arches into his chest, your fingers in his hair as you speed up his hips. "Answer me," he growls as he smacks your ass.
“Fuck. Yes, it feels so good," you mewl as you grind your hips faster. A mixture of frustration and pleasure courses through you as you continue to fuck yourself against his clothed cock, your head spinning as his lips continue their assault on your chest. You could feel the smirk on his lips as he watched you, Sukuna secretly loving how he didn't even have to touch you to have you puddy in his hands. You whimper as his large fingers find your clit, drawing small circles on the sensitive nub.
"So wet," Sukuna purrs as he pinched your bundle of nerves. You gasped at the feeling, your mind going fuzzy as you felt yourself growing closer to your climax. You speed up your hips as you chase your high, his fingers going between pinching and circling your clit. "Does my naughty little girl want to cum? Does she want to make a mess on my clothes cock?" Sukuna growls in your ear, his free hand toying with your nipple.
"P-please, Kuna. Fuck," you whimper, your nails scratching at his exposed chest. His lips find yours once more as he speeds up his fingers, pulling you over the edge. Your body shudders as you release in his lap, your teeth biting his lower lip. "Ohh fuck," you moan as your hips rut through your high. You whimper as Sukuna picks you up from his lap placing you on his desk.
A smirk plays on his lips as he looks down at his ruined pants, his eyes finding yours. "Messy girl. These were my favorite pants." Sukuna states as he undoes his belt buckle. You lean back on your hands as you watch him undress, your shirt loosely hanging on your shoulders. Your teeth pull on your bottom lip as you watch his fingers unbutton his shirt, exposing his broad tattooed chest. You find yourself clenching around nothing at the sight before you, wanting nothing more than to litter his skin with hickeys and scratch marks.
His body stands between your legs, his hands pushing your shirt entirely off your arms. "So beautiful. And all mine," Sukuna's voice was low and velvety, his hands finding your hips again. He sees the button on your skirt, undoing the small piece of plastic. He smirks as the fabric softens, your hands and hips moving as you remove your remaining clothing. Being fully exposed to your boss made you feel vulnerable, but it was a comfortable vulnerability.
“Are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna do something?” You smirked, your eyes meeting his. A dark chuckle falls from his lips as he quickly grabs you, turning you around so your backside is against his front.
"Are you doubting me? You do realize I can break you if I want. I can make you see stars just by using my fingers. You're so drunk about me ruining your cute little pussy you've forgotten how to act." Sukuna's words go straight to your core, making your knees buckle. "And since you are so impatient," he pauses as his hand lands a hard smack to your ass, causing you to jolt forward at the motion. "You don't get any mercy." He growls, his hand landing another smack on your ass. Before you can protest, he slams his cock into your sopping cunt, a scream of pain and pleasure passing your lips. Your hands quickly grip the desk to keep you steady as Sukuna begins to fuck you at a rapid yet persistent pace. Your head begins to go fuzzy as he abuses your pussy, his cock stretching you out in the most mouth-watering way. His fingers dig into your hips, sure to leave beautiful bruises when he is done.
"Can't talk now, can you?" He growls as he jerks you up by your hair, biting along the span of your neck. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as his other hand comes to rub your clit, making your back arch further as his cock continues to sink deeper into your cunt. Your walls squeeze around him as he finds that particular spot. The spot you try to reach on your own but always fall short.
"Found it." He smirks as he smacks your clit, and a loud and pornographic moan leaves your lips. Skin slapping and moaning fill the room as his hips jerk up into you. You felt that familiar knot forming in your stomach, your knuckles turning white from gripping the desk, your walls squeezing his cock. "Fucking whore. Is this what you wanted? Wanted your boss to fuck you stupid? Wanted to feel me inside you, filling you so full you forget how to speak?" He grunts as he pinches your nipple, your body reacting naturally. "Look at you, drooling on my desk. Dumb slut." His words have you falling over the edge, your body shaking as you release on his cock. Your vision goes white due to the pleasure, whimpers falling from your lips as his cock leaves your pussy. Your chest is heaving as you try to steady yourself, your body slowly turning to see that Sukuna has sat in his chair, his cock still erect.
"Sit. Now." You do as he says, slowly walking over to him as you position your sensitive cunt over his large veiny cock. His tip brushes against your clit, eliciting a moan from both of you. You slowly sink onto his cock, hissing slightly at the stretch. A deep groan leaves his lips as you fully sit down on his length, the stretch burning but feeling pleasurable. You slowly begin to move your hips, your core still sensitive and sore from his previous abuse of your cunt, but you slowly start to pick up the pace, wanting nothing more than to feel Sukuna inside you.
You let your body take over your brain, your hips moving on their own as you ride Sukuna faster. His moans were like music to your ears, his head thrown back against his chair. You take the chance to bruise his neck with love bites and hickeys, leaving your mark as your nails rake down his chest.
"Feels so good, Daddy. 'm so full," you whimper as your lips find him, your shared moans lost in the expanse of each other's throats. Your hips start to falter, your body getting closer to another orgasm.
"Is my little bunny getting tired? Did you think you could fuck me? Nice try, princess." Sukuna laughs as he grips your hips, fucking into you inhumanely. Strings of babbles and moans of his name fall from your lips, your bodies growing closer and closer to your high. Your nails dig into his shoulders as you try to keep yourself from coming, knowing you'd make a mess for a third time. "Want me to fill you up? Wanna feel my cum deep inside you?" Sukuna growls as his hands smack your ass, his lips biting your neck again.
"Y-yes, Daddy. Fuck. P-please," you whine, your walls squeezing his cock as the knot in your stomach breaks, your loud moans and whimpers filling the room. Sukuna follows close behind, his hot seed coating your walls a beautiful shade of white. His hips slow as you ride out your highs, your shared panting the only thing resounding in the room. Your bodies were hot and sweaty, the smell of sex and sweat hitting your noses. You look into his eyes, your lips gently pressing against his as you slowly come down from cloud nine.
"You're so beautiful." Sukuna smiles as he pulls away, his hand coming to cup his cheek.
"Right back at you," you smile as you peck his lips again. You fall into his chest, your body weak as you cockwarm him.
You felt safe in his embrace, knowing this may change your work dynamic, but you didn't care. Sukuna kisses the top of your head, his hands stroking your back before he speaks. "So, how about dinner at my place, and I'll show you how much you truly mean to me?"
