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𓂃✍︎ 18+ mdni · pussy so good, sukuna taps in

Loving Yūji comes with a package deal you don't necessarily know how to deal with. Granted, you've loved him first before this whole ordeal even happened — it still is a matter of when and never an if, per se, when it comes to his special situation.

"So tight, baby," Yūji says between sucking his breath. He's not quite sure whether to ram and go at a harsher pace or let you adjust to his girth first. His control is being tested too much right now. "Even after all that."

You moan his name in praise before you lock your legs around his waist and pull yourself closer to him, effectively shutting him up from keeping things slow. You've always wanted things rougher, something that Yūji loves about you (but even then, he still wishes to take his time).

"Oh s-shit, baby!" Yūji would've let his eyes roll back if he wasn't focused on keeping his entire weight off of you. "F-Fuck!"

"H-Harder, Yūji," you beg him, "please."

Yūji doesn't need to be told twice. He grabs hold of your thighs roughly and pounds into you like an animal in heat. You arch your back further for more, and he gives in.

"So good, baby," Yūji drools, "so, so good. Oh my — fuck!"

Just as you are coming down with your first orgasm, another voice pierces through the solidity of the air and breaks it easily as if he had done this countless times before.

"Enchain."

Suddenly you are flipped on your hands and knees. Your hair has been forcibly fisted and yanked until your head is pulled back enough to see your lover covered in tattoos, and a vitriol laugh teases your ears.

"Y-Yū —"

"Brat's not here," Sukuna's voice deeply rumbles against your skin.

This is the first time he's ever made his presence known to you. You've heard stories of how Sukuna would pop on Yūji's cheek or his hands whenever he's got something to say (especially towards your sensei and Megumi), but not once has he ever manifested and break through Yūji's control — and right in the middle of fucking, too.

"Heh," he yanks you further until you can see his eyes gazing heatedly at yours, "pussy so good, my own vessel lost control. Let's see if you do live up to that expectation."

Then he slams your head against the pillow and fucks you senseless. It's wrong . . . to even feel how fucking good it is to be brutally pounded.

Yet, here you are in the mercy of a sadistic curse, cackling like a bastard that he is.

Sukuna had you spread out for him, as he continues to ram his cock up inside of you. One of his hands kneads your ass mockingly before he slaps each cheek hard.

Your teeth bite into the soft fabric of the pillow, muffling your screams lest you want Megumi to hear you at the other side of the room. At this point, Sukuna slapping you might've really been a dead giveaway.

"Y-Yūji —"

"My name, brat —"

"—Y-Yūji, Y-Yū—"

"— I said my name." He slaps your sloppily wet clit.

You arch your back unknowingly to the sensation, and before you could have thought twice about it, your body yields and your mouth muddles the name, "S-Sukuna!"

"Good." He mutters darkly, "Good girl."

He fondles your breasts next. Then his tongue laps to the outline of your spine and back up to your neck, where he marks you. His canines have sunk into your skin so deeply, he can taste your blood, and that further fuels him into a mess of moans and praise as if he's drunk on an aphrodisiac.

"Again." He orders you. "My name. Only."

"Sukuna," you say. "Sukuna! Sukuna! Sukuna! F-Fuck, I —"

"That's it."

The first of your orgasms comes to you like a torrent. It's harsh and unforgiving, much like how Sukuna doesn't stop fucking you even as you try your best to squirm away.

When you feel that he's finally slowed down, when his hands have released the hold against your body, and you allow yourself to breathe a little better, there's a sudden shift between you and the King of Curses. You realize that it's because you've been flipped back and your legs are locked around his waist again.

"S-Sukuna?"

"No," Yūji breathlessly says. He leans his face closer until his lips brush yours. "I-It's me, baby. It's me. I'm sorry. I-I lost control. Are you hurt?"

You shake your head with a smile. "N-No, I'm fine. I'm more than fine."

"Yeah?" Yūji perks up. You notice that his cock has hardened once more and he's repositioning himself to your abused cunt.

"Yeah, baby." You laugh dumbly. "That was . . . quite exhilarating."

Yūji bumps his nose against yours. The heat in his eyes is visible, but nowhere near as intense as the other pair you were forced to look at earlier.

"That was hot," Yūji admits. "Watching you . . . like that."

"It was," you breathe out.

When you peer below Yūji's eyes, you swear you've seen the glints of red and black squinting back at you as if to tell you that he's heard about your little honesty.

Well, it really can't be helped sometimes. After all, loving Yūji does come with a deal.

"Are you tired?" Yūji brushes your hair tenderly.

You shake your head. "Not at all, baby."

"Let me fuck you next, then."

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𝒮atoru begging for a little cockwarming, claiming it’s the only thing that'll help him drift off to sleep…

1.2k words, quick read 𝑓𝑡. byf!toru ( +18 )

Satoru tossed and turned for the fifteenth time in ten minutes. The mattress groaned under him, and honestly, so did you.

"If you don't anchor your ass down in the next two seconds, I’m sleeping on the couch," you muttered into your pillow, your voice thick with sleep and irritated as hell. Your acrylics clicked against your phone screen as you checked the time. 3:42 AM. Fantastic.

Satoru flopped onto his back, sighing like he’d just run a marathon instead of just lying in a climate-controlled room. He rolled over, propping his chin on your shoulder, his hair poking you right in the cheek.

"I can't sleep, babe. It’s a medical emergency at this point," he whined, his voice doing that annoying, high-pitched drag he used whenever he wanted something. "My brain is literally frying. You gotta help me out."

"Go count sheep or something, Satoru. Or better yet, go do some push-ups in the living room till you pass out." You shoved his face away, but he just slid right back, wrapping a heavy arm around your waist and pulling you against him.

"Sheep are boring. Plus, I have a way better solution," he said, a slow, cocky grin spreading across his face even in the dark. He gave your hip a suggestive nudge, flipping effortlessly onto his back and dragging you right along with him until you were sprawled over his chest. "Come on. Just a quick cockwarm. Just climb up and park it so I can drift off. You don't even have to do any work. Just lay on me and look pretty."

You let out a long, exhausted groan, staring down at his stupidly handsome face. "Are you for real right now? It is almost four in the morning and you’re tryna use me like a heated blanket?"

"I mean, you are warm," he teased, his hands sliding down to grip your hips, guiding you up his torso. "And you love me. And I’ll literally buy you those shoes you were barking at on Instagram earlier. The ugly ones with the spikes."

"They are not ugly, they're archive fashion, you uncultured brain," you snapped, though your defense lacked any real venom because, honestly, the shoes were expensive. You sighed, rolling your eyes. "Fine. Whatever. But if you start doing too much and wake me up completely, I’m biting you."

"Deal. You’re the best, seriously, a literal angel," Satoru cheered, already shifting beneath you and tugging his sweatpants down with zero shame.

He didn't waste any time. His hands stayed firmly on your hips, helping you lift yourself just enough to line things up before his fingers hooked into the fabric of your panties, pushing the lace firmly to the side so he could slide smoothly inside you. The sudden fullness made you catch your breath for a second, your hands coming down to rest on his broad chest for balance. You slumped forward, letting your forehead rest right against his shoulder.

"Uuugh, fuck," Satoru muttered, his arms immediately wrapping around your back, locking you against him. He let out a long, shaky breath, all that restless energy he’d been carrying for the last hour suddenly evaporating the second you completely enclosed him. He didn't move, didn't try to lift his hips, he just stayed perfectly still, letting out a deep, contented sigh that vibrated right through your chest. "See? Perfect. I'm already curing my insomnia."

"Mmm.. wrap it up," you mumbled, adjusting your legs so you were comfortably straddling his thighs, completely deadweight on top of him. Your nails lightly scratched at the skin of his chest, mostly just out of habit to keep him settled. "If you start twitching or doing that weird leg-shake thing you do when you dream, I’m getting off."

"I don't twitch," he mumbled, his voice already dropping an octave, thick with growing drowsiness. He tightened his hold around your waist, burying his face in your hair, his breathing already starting to slow down. One of his hands moved in a lazy, comforting circle on your lower back. "You're soft."

"I know that," you replied, closing your eyes and finally feeling the pull of sleep yourself now that he was anchored and quiet. "Don't forget the shoes."

"Mmm. Spiky shoes. Got it," he slurred.

Within five minutes, his breathing completely evened out, turning into heavy, rhythmic thuds beneath you. He was completely dead to the world, holding you secure against him while he snored softly into your neck. You gave a small, half-annoyed huff, melting completely into his chest, and finally fell asleep with his cock buried inside you.

᭡ kali’s notes ⸻ I’ve been thinking about writing about cockwarming for a while now… I’m just experimenting tbh guys, but yeah hope y’all enjoyed it ?? mwahh !

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Stepdad!sukuna

─── ⋆⋅☆ minors dni

Since the moment you and your mother moved into Sukunas palace, you have always noticed how your new stepdads gaze lingers on you a second longer than it should.

Your first time meeting Sukuna was coincidentally the same day you moved in with him, you didint bother coming to the wedding since something told you this marriage wasn’t gonna last long. Your mom changes guys faster than some people change underwear. You will come to the next wedding, whatever. It’s not like you guys had a good relationship either.

“So your the brat your mom always complains about huh?” Was I guess, his version is hello or welcome. But you couldn’t complain or do much about it, so you just scoffed and walked away. And that was your guys’ first interaction.

An interaction that led you straight to your room with your panties soaked. Holy fuck, he so was fine. How did your mother even bag this dude? Shit, he’s literally your stepdad, what the fuck are you thinking.

But the thoughts didn’t seem to go away, quite the opposite actually, they grew more and more inappropriate as days passed.

A couple of weeks have gone by since the three of you moved in together, to say it was awkward was an understatement. Dinners were usually spent quiet with the exception of your mom blabbing about something time to time. And you couldn’t help but notice how Sukunas eyes kept drifting to your tits, which were tightly packed in your pajama tank top as your mom spoke.

Interesting.

You couldn’t exactly pinpoint when it happened, but before you knew it, the only thing that got you off was the thought of him. The thought of him touching you in ways no stepfather should, the thought of him fucking you raw and deep while your mother is asleep down the corridor. This was wrong. You knew it.

What you didint know, is that Sukuna grew just as obsessed, if not more with his new wife’s pretty step daughter.

Whenever you when out to hangout with friends or whatever you do these days, he never failed to sneak into your room and grab a pair of panties for—personal use to put it nicely.

It didint help that your mom was moslty away at work, and was very far from satisfying Sukunas needs.

So your panties came in handy, whenever he got a hard on boner from the way your boobs bounced when u walk. Or how you gave him ‘attitude’ whenever you had the chance to.

So a lot of the times in the morning when it was just the two of your around the house, he always found an excuse to touch you, make you feel him on you. For example whenever you were making yourself something to eat, standing near the counter, he now desperately needed the cup that happened to be on the counter above you, pressing his already half hardened cock right against your ass as me muttered “just grabbing a cup brat” but the two of you both knew it was never just that.

You grew bolder too, wearing clothes that revealed more day by day. Shorts that hung loose on your hips and barely covered your ass paired with a thin tank top that showed your perky nipple was now the norm to you. He of course noticed and it just made him want you more.

So he matched your energy by never wearing a shirt around you, smirking whenever he caught you staring.

One of those mornings sukuna went further than usual. You were standing next to the kitchen island stirring some sugar into your coffee, when you felt his breath against the shell of your ear. Followed by his usual grinding on your ass “good morning” he grunted his hands suddenly finding the curve of your waist, your breath hitched. He never went this far “for your usually bratty mouth your awfully quiet” you heard the smugness in his voice. Fuck it pissed you off. But hey you weren’t one to back down from a challenge, arching your back slightly into him making the plush of your ass grind agains his heat.

“well I did just wake up” your voice delivered smoothly “oh?” he continued almost mockingly “had a lot of dreams about me?”

You couldn’t stop the scoff that escaped from your lips “yeah you wish” you stated. But the wetness pooling in between your thighs was actively betraying you. You had to get out of here like now.

“Cmon brat you can drop the innocent act now” his tone was low laced with something close to amusement, as his thumb started gently tracing the skin under your tank top, along side your waist “there is no act” you gulped as his actions sent shivers down your spine “and anyways I have better things to do that play your stupid games right now” your hand went to shrug his off from under your pajama top, grabbing your coffee mug as you practically sprinted back to your room.

You were so fucking horny for your stepdad right now it was insane. Not thinking much you slammed the door behind you, leaving your fresh coffee somewhere near your nightstand. You crawled into your unmade bed right, under the silky sheets.

One of your hands started tracing your already slightly hardened nipple, while the other one went down into your shorts. A breathless whimper left you as you started circling your clit that was already pulsing, so desperate to be touched. You gave your breast another firm squeeze as you dipped a finger into your heat, slightly taken aback at just how wet you were for Sukuna.

You added a second finger and your thumb found its way onto your throbbing bud. You started frantically pumping and curving your fingers inside of you. Finally finding that sweet spot that made you desperately whimper causing your eyes to fly shut.

Your free arm came up to your face as your tired to muffle the pathetic sounds you were making, while thinking of Sukuna. Oh just how heavenly his cock would feel stuffed inside of your cunt, you could only imagine, imagine how he would fuck you while whispering dirty things into your ear, pulling out his thick cock to finish all over your tits.

Just as you were feeling the coils in your stomach starting to tighten, as the scenarios in your head grew more and more foul, you heard someone click their tongue. Your eyes flew back open and you were met with the sight of Sukuna standing near the side of your bed, arms crossed looking at you hungrily.

Panic fluttered up in your chest “get out—how long have you been standing here for—you fuckin’ perv” you said as your fingers left your cunt.

“Oh you know just long enough to hear you beg for me” you went bright red at his confession. Not knowing what comes next.

“Well don’t get so shy on me now brat, you need some help?” That caught you off guard more than anything, and while every rational part of you was screaming to tell him off and kick him out of your room, you were far too horny to think with that part of your brain.

When you didint answer he clicked his tongue again “well then scoot over and make some space for me will ya?” You body complied before your mind could contemplate.

He sat down at the side of your bed, as it dipped down slightly under his weight. Ripping the covers off of your body, he stared down at you with pure desire. His thick fingers were quick to find you completely soaked through your tiny shorts “so wet for me brat, just from me saying good morning, how pathetic” he said while rubbing against your pussy through the cloth.

You involuntarily made a noise. which triggered his eyes to light up, as he pulled your shorts to the side “fuck..no-we should this is so wrong” you whined out. Which didn’t seem to stop his movement. Cause now he was dipping his fingers into your pussy bringing the fluids up along your slit right to your clit.

“oh but you like the fact that this is wrong just as much as I do, don’t even try to lie. You get just as turned on by the idea of your step father fucking you dumb” and that made all of what you considered your self control to evaporate from your body. You moaned loudly at his words “atta girl” he praised, finally plunging two of his fingers inside you with no warning.

You clenched around him as he curved his fingers. fingers that were bigger than yours by a fraction, Reaching places you never knew you had “sukuna-fuck” another moan left your lips as he began to gain more speed.

His thumb reached up to circle your already pre lubed clit, from his previous movements “oh god who knew my bratty step daughter was fucking a slut too” this was too much, his words were too fucking good. You shut your eyes, now out of pure embarrassment and the second he noticed he stopped his fingers abruptly.

“Look at me brat” you fluttered your eyes open once again “look at me, your stepdad as he makes you cum all over his fingers, or I’ll stop” he warned, you nodded weakly any pride that you had left was now completely down the drain, you didint care about anything but cumming right now.

“Tell me, how many times have you imagined his before huh?” He asked resuming fingering you “I bet more times than you can count?”

“Ahh~yes—yes fuck so many times sukuna so many times”

“There’s my good girl” the petname made you clench around his fingers once again “of course you like that, now show me those pretty tits”

Like a puppet moving on strings, You wasted no time. Pulling your tank top down as your boobs spilled out “fuuck” sukuna whispered shamelessly staring at your exposed chest.

“f’me I’m so close-so close” you cried you in a high pitched voice, as tension rapidly built up in your stomach. you moaned out his name once again.

“Yes brat cum for me, cum for daddy” and that finally sent you over the edge. As your orgasm hit your like a train. Releasing all over Sukuna fingers. He didn’t seem to slow down, riding you right through your high. sensitive, Flinching at every flick of his fingers now. Your thighs attempted to shut together, just to be stopped by his forearm.

He withdrew his cum covered fingers from you, smearing the liquid all over your tits groaning a the sight of you looking all fucked out “the things you do to me brat” he quietly said, brining his fingers to his mouth sucking off any remaining liquid.

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A couple of days have now passed since sukuna—who also happened to be your stepdad—made you cum all over his fingers, nothing of that sort happens since. Though his eyes now wandered your body, shamelessly as he made witty comments, that made you choke on your food at times.

It was Friday night, which meant ‘family dinner’ the one that your mom was very desperate to have every Friday like clockwork. You didint see the point in them, they were simply a waste of your time.

Nothing eventful was usually talked about during those dinners. It was boring as hell to be honest since your so called “family” wasn’t exactly family to you and none of you guys were by any means close.

The air was filled with the scent of herbs and some roasted meat. the table was dressed in neatly pressed table cloth, scattered with bowls of some roasted vegetables and fresh bread. The atmosphere was warm due to the overhead lights that shun a dim yellow color over the three of you. But nonetheless it was quiet.

You sat across from Sukuna, your mother sat near him, just parallel to you. It was a course later, your mom was already slightly tipsy from all the glasses of wine she had had. She was now on the phone with one of her coworkers discussing god knows what; you genuinely didn’t know why she was so adamant on keeping you here right now.

You grew bored, and by the looks of it so did Sukuna, as he sighed into his own glass of wine. Without really giving it much thought, your sock covered foot made its way in between his thighs below the table.

His eyes snapped to you the second he felt you caress his covered cock. In return, you just gave him a cheeky smile, continuing what you started, you were now full on pressing you foot against his hardened cock, his breath hitched, he looked like he was about to say something, but your moms voice surpassed him.

“Even off work those imbeciles find a way to bother me” she groaned in annoyance “I mean don’t you think it’s absolutely absurd? ‘Kuna darling?”

The more your mom spoke the more you pressed up on his tip, that was now pulsing and starting to leak through his pants “yes- it’s ridiculous” he scoffed trying to regain some control.

“I mean—“ and you mom just started going off, about how she hated everything and everyone probably you included. But it all blurred for you and Sukuna, since your guys’ focus was under the table. far from her.

Wc : 2254

Not my best work but Do we want a part two👀👀👀

Hey there! I came across you in the tags and I just wanted to ask if you'd add a note at the top of your fics to specify reader gender? I'm trans and it can be kinda upsetting to settle in to read a fic I think looks good, then lowk get misgendered 😭

All the love, have a good day

Hello!! Yes omg I’m so sorry it didn’t even cross my mind while writing, I’ll definitely start specifying the readers gender from now on. Thank you for being so nice about it and sorry once again🙏🙏