ex military sukuna is exactly what i needed to read after work, oh. my. god.
i'm a sw and so (obviously) i deal with a ton of pervy old men that i wish would shut their traps! but i have to admit my guilty pleasure is reading about them like this, especially when they're as fine as sukuna :3 he's so unsettling in the best way and the way r is just hoping and praying she's imagining things !! 😵💫
love the thought of him not doing too much but still getting his fill, he knows he's scary and gross ugh. do you think he'd ever follow her off at her stop? or is he more into making her feel alone and cornered in such a public space?
ugh thank you for that meal!!! another hit from you of course <3
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hi sweet 🌻 anon, your asks bring me so much joy <3
i’m happy you liked this one too!! men irl do need to learn to shut up :/ but i’m with you, i adore reading and writing about gross men like this. i can’t help it!! ugh and yeah, poor r is trying to convince herself he’s still a good person😅 surely it’s all an accident…
he definitely gets off so much just from the power play. making r feel uncomfortable and “alone and cornered in such a public space” is the perfect way to put it!! there’s people all around them and he’s still able to get away with being disgusting and weird, which is exciting on its own for him.
i can see him getting bolder and upping his antics the more they run into each other, like slipping a hand under her skirt one time :3 and yes, maybe eventually even following her off once he gets bored of the same old “routine.”
power play, age gap, nonconsensual touching, harassment, public setting. this is for @pervile <3
it wasn't the military that hardened sukuna into the man he is today. but rather, sukuna joined the military because of who he always was.
strong and loud, but most of all selfish. those were traits that sent him flying to the top ranks, and they were traits that only became more prominent with age.
sukuna never pretended to be a nice guy, he knew he wasn't and he didn't care if other people did too. it wasn't his fault that you were too sweet for your own good. or maybe stupid would be a better word.
but he loved cute little things like you because of that.
all bright eyes and wide smiles because you couldn't imagine an old man like sukuna would be a pervert. even with the wrinkled tattoos, the rugged scars, and the muscles that hardly shrunk, you saw nothing more than another senior citizen.
that's why when you squeezed your way onto the subway after work, scrambling to find a place to stand, you hardly paid attention to him. or how close you were to him. practically standing between his legs, unaware of the way he'd leaned in even closer to you.
you had to run from your office to the station, worried that you would miss your commute. you were sweating, out of breath though clearly trying to look like you weren't. still, sukuna could tell. he could see the glisten on your forehead, and when he took a deep breath in he swore he could smell the heat between your thighs.
"you need a seat, kid?" his voice was raspy, a result of too many cigarettes and too much shouting over the years.
you hesitated, staring at him with your mouth slightly agape like you weren't really sure he was talking to you. "me?"
sukuna sighed. "course. who else?"
yeah, you were sweet alright. you brushed off his condescending tone with a smile and an apology, as if he was the one who deserved one. "o-oh, sorry! it's okay, you don't have to get up. i can stand."
he huffed, rising from his seat anyways and your eyes followed him up and up and up… widening slightly as you were made aware of just how big the old geezer really was.
"i've been sitting all day," he insisted with finality.
the subway jostled, messing with your footing as you tried to swap places with sukuna. you blamed it on the rush hour crowd and the subway car suspension when you stumbled backward and straight into him. but you knew that the subway wasn't to blame when his hand wrapped around your waist, firmer than needed just for stability, thick fingers splaying out across your lower stomach.
you felt his hips press forward until they were flush against your ass. and the subway definitely wasn't to blame when you felt an unmistakable hardness poking you.
but as quickly as you were pulled into him, you were pushed away to fall into your new seat. and that was enough time for you to begin doubting yourself.
you were too young, too naive, too hopeful to fully admit to yourself that whatever had just happened was the will of an old stranger on your evening commute home. and the best part about you, in sukuna's mind, was that even if you could admit it, you were still too sweet to say anything.
it was ridiculous how despite your obvious nervousness, the fidgeting with your hands and the bouncing of your leg, you still smiled politely up at him. your expression only faltered when when he stepped closer to you, his knees bumping against yours as his feet slotted themselves between your own. your eyes jumped down, staring straight ahead where your gaze was met with nothing but the tent in his jeans.
it was right there, just inches from your face. the obvious boner that the man old enough to be your grandpa was sporting as he stared blankly down at you. or rather, at your tits that he could now see through the top of your blouse.
the subway rattled again. the movement was minimal, but just enough for sukuna to take advantage of it. he allowed his body to sway further than it should have, his hips jutting forward.
of all the things he's seen over his years, the way you squeezed your eyes shut to fight back your tears and crinkled up your nose as the crotch of his jeans brushed against it was by far the best.
he’d be sure to take the same line again the next day, because sukuna wanted to see just how much you'd let him get away with before the sweet girl in you finally had enough.
but even that wouldn't deter him, he was selfish after all.
ex-military man sukuna who is old enough to be your grandpa being a perv on the subway… he just can’t help himself when he sees a young thing like you riding alone :3
ahhh you don’t know how happy i am that someone else finally prefers it when yuuji is the ‘worse’ of the two !!! reading that you plan on having him be the one with more control is already getting me excited, i can’t wait !!!
i’ve always always pictured yuuji as the type to manipulate his way into what he wants, and tbh to go to some pretty extreme lengths to get it too :-p sukuna thinking more with his cock and willing to go along with his brother as long as he gets his turn… absolutely delicious. 🤌🏼 kind of like the brains and brawn dynamic but make them both horny and overprotectiveee yes pleasee
i’ve been having brainworms about manipulative & jealous yuuji anyway (oh i just know he’s such a sneaky little thing, guilting r into validating him with sex) so this rlly has got me thinking 😵💫
another yapfest from me!! if you take emoji anons at any time i’d be happy to be your first :-]
yes exactly!! i also see him as manipulative and definitely thinking more about how he’s going to get what he wants and sukuna is just down to go along with whatever as long as he gets to have his fun lolll. for me the appeal of that is partially because it’s like yuji is creating a false sense of security for r, and that makes her more trusting of and dependent on him.
but horny and overprotective is the best description of those two, so r is in for a ride…
i hope that this future fic will feed the brain worms 😏 i’m happy to hear you’re excited about it!! i can’t wait to hear your thoughts on the next work with them.
and i would love for you to be my first emoji anon!! claim whichever you wish :]
ohhh my god okay!! i stumbled across your drabble about older twin brothers yuuji + sukuna, and its been on my mind since 😌 i am obsessed with the idea of yuu being secretly the more perverse + jealous one between the two!
i can just picture yuuji pretending to have his reservations whilst sukuna takes what he wants, even though yuuji is just letting his rougher brother break reader open :p do you think he would police how sukuna touches r at all? or would he be okay as long as it’s sukuna and not any other guy?
sorry for the yapfest omg, but you’ve piqued my interest!! also - welcome to tumblr if you’re new! i can’t wait to see what else you write <3
there’s no need to apologize!! i love talking about my works and hearing what people are thinking as they read them :3
you definitely are on the same wavelength as me with this fic! as much as i adore nearly any dynamic with yuji and sukuna, there’s a special place in my heart for fics where yuji is secretly the more fucked up of the two.
while i was drafting the longer piece that i’m working on for them, i also was thinking about yuji being more in control of everyone’s relationships and kind of using sukuna to get what he wants (not that sukuna is really complaining). but yeah, im planning on sticking with that i think! at least for this fic :]
the way i see it with these two is that yuji would rather die than have anyone else be with r, and sukuna is lucky that he is even allowed to share 😭 but ultimately yuji kind of needs him but also trusts him in a way you know?
there are very few things that can pry yuuji from between your thighs - you needing to pee is not one of them.
you never thought you'd regret bagging a boyfriend who loves to eat pussy. you were yuuji’s first taste, and you’ve been his late-night craving ever since. hardly ever will he let you go to bed without cumming on his tongue at least once, and you've never complained — it helps you sleep, after all.
but he's particularly hungry tonight. you would roll your eyes at his ambitions, but you think that would just spur him on further; you've cum twice already and the shake in your legs is only getting worse.
it doesn't help at all that he's a complete mess about it. no table manners, he's slurping and groaning and grinding his tender cock against your mattress, smearing the mess of cum he's made in his boxers all over his length. spit drips down your cunt, into it as he pushes slick-covered fingers in and out of you, and down onto your bedsheets in a gross mix of saliva and your own release.
"love you so much," he sweet-talks your pussy, presses light kisses to your clit over and over again as his fingers scissor inside of you. "can't... get enough..."
when he leans forward again and mushes his face against your heat, nuzzling against your clit like a fucking cat, you realise he's a little too pussy-drunk to operate. he inhales deeply, and you reach down with a shaky hand to push at the sweaty pink hair atop his head.
"'m tired, baby. too much anyway, can't cum again."
"uhuhh," he nods mindlessly, a beautiful pink blush on his face.
he's not listening to you. instead, yuuji tenses his tongue and knits his brows together in concentration as he tries to push it inside of you alongside his fingers.
"ngh," your thighs try to clamp down around his head at the new stretch, but his free arm keeps you locked in place. sometimes you hate how strong he is. you close your eyes and take each wave of pleasure as they come, but a twinge in your lower belly has them snapping open again. "wait, waitwait — yuu," you gasp, the huge soda cup your boyfriend had insisted on you drinking earlier catching up to you. "i gotta pee."
you look down just as yuuji's eyes flick up to meet yours, inquisitive from between your thighs. he pulls his tongue out, but instead of stopping his assault on your pussy, he redirects his attention back to your clit with a few kitten licks.
"didn't you hear me?" you groan. "i have to pee, get off."
"hm? just hold it."
you're going to kill him one of these days. "i can't just hold it," you tug at his hair harshly. "you don't get it, you're not a girl. pleaase, yuuji, i'm gonna pee my pants."
yuuji just smiles. he pulls his fingers out and licks a stripe up your messy cunt. "don't worry. you're not wearing any pants! hah."
you don't have the willpower to chide him. all you want to do is cry, and you're so close to doing so. you squeeze your eyes shut and take a deep breath in, nose crinkling up in concentration as you try your hardest not to wet the sheets and embarrass yourself.
it's only once yuuji realises you're on the verge of tears that he pulls himself up (though not without one last kiss to your clit) and climbs over you.
"hey, don't cry," he frowns, holding your face in one hand and stroking your hair back with the other. he presses a wet kiss to your cheek, his lips still glistening with spit and your fluids. "i'll make it all better, mkay? don't even worry. i'll fix it — 'm sorry."
you open your eyes, about to thank him and push yourself to get up and rush off to the toilet, but he doesn't let you. with one strong hand, he presses down on our tummy, and he uses the other to pull his stiff cock out of his boxers.
"w...what?" you look down as he lines himself up with you and slowly pushes in, increasing the pressure on your abdomen with each inch he sinks inside of you. "wait... what are you doing?"
it's when he's about halfway sheathed inside of you that yuuji looks back up to your face and meets your gaze with blown-out eyes. he looks pathetic, messy-haired and breathing through his mouth. "i- i was going to make a joke about plugging you up, but now i'm inside of you and i really want you to pee while i'm like this."
you're so shocked that the pain in your bladder is hardly noticeable. "what!?" you gawk. "are you crazy? do you have a fever?"
your boyfriend shakes his head, biting his bottom look and looking like he's about to pop a vein. he's flustered for once, and looking down at you with that glossy look in his eyes that he gets when. he's right on the edge. you want to slap him across the face for being so lewd, making such a joke, but your bladder is about to burst, and if he doesn't get off in the next few seconds you're going to—
oh, god.
yuuji presses down even firmer on your tummy as you fail to hold it in, like he's trying to encourage the most humiliating moment of your life. with a gasp from you and a strangled moan from him, you let it go — piss flows straight out of you and down onto yuuji's cock where he's sheathed inside of you. he feels it coat the length he hasn't yet pushed in, and then run down to his balls, and stick to his thighs as it rushes down to soak the sheets.
his jaw goes slack, and just as you think he's about to pull out and exclaim his disgust; that he was just joking and you weren't meant to actually pee on him, he folds the fuck over and starts rutting into you like a dog in heat. your stream of pee doesn't end, still flowing out of you in all sorts of directions as yuuji fucks you hard and fast, balls slapping against your ass, hand still pushing down hard on your belly.
"ohmygodohmygod," he's the one who seems like he's on the verge of tears now, face red as he pulls out suddenly and, as your stream settles down into a trickle, pumps his cock a few times before shooting his load all over your piss-soaked cunt. "fuck. fuck. that was..."
"i'm so sorry," you blurt, hiding your face in your hands. "oh my god, i peed all over you."
yuuji is silent for a moment. and then he laughs, his whole body shakes with the force of it, and when he pulls your hands from your face and presses a kiss to your lips, you forget all about feeling embarrassed.
until, of course, he lowers himself back down to eat you out again. all you can do is whine as his tongue laps up the mess of pee and his own cum that covers your now-sticky folds.
thinking about big brother!sukuna who catches you at a party with another boy. you're used to his temper by this point, no longer surprised when he grabs you by the arm and pulls you away.
he ignores you as you shout at him, tugging and fighting for him to let you go because “you're an adult now.” you don't need him watching over you anymore. but he just drags you along until you're alone together, tucked away near the side of the house.
you're all too aware of the fact that if anyone came outside they’d see you trapped between the wall and sukuna's broad chest. your hands cling to his biceps as he forces a hand between your thighs, two thick fingers prodding at your embarrassingly wet panties.
tears prick your eyes as you scramble to get away when you hear footsteps approaching, panic coursing through you at the realization that someone is outside.
but relief hits when you see the familiar outline of your big brother!yuji making his way toward you.
yuji was always sweet. he was always comforting, protecting you when sukuna was mean and making you cry. you expected him to do the same for you now, saving you from sukuna’s cruel punishment.
you never expected that big brother!yuji would've been the one who encouraged sukuna to do this in the first place.
guess you didn't know just how much yuji loves you!
he cares about you so much that he’s only willing to share you with his twin brother.
big brother kuna telling you it doesn’t count if he puts it in your ass :/ who are u to argue with that logic i guess
so he spends half an hour eating your ass and stretching you out on his fingers, laughing at you and calling you a ‘fucking baby’ when you squirm at the stretch
you’re just too eager to prove yourself to him as something more than his fragile little sister!! so you tell him you’re squirming bc he’s boring you already & he just smiles at that because you have no idea how much you’ll wish you didn’t say that.
now he’s prone on top of you, his chest pressed heavily against your back as he thrusts in and out of your ass real fast and mean, letting your sniffles and apologies get muffled by the blankets you’re pressed into :((
biting at ur ear, growling praise and degradation about how you feel so fucking good, it’s a shame you’re enough of a whore to be willing to give your ass up to your brother. maybe if you weren’t such a fucking brat all the time, he’d wedge a hand between you and the bed and rub at your sore clit. but you can take him like this if you insist on being so mouthy :/
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