you insisted on going to the horror movie night with your new boyfriend, sukuna, after overhearing his idiot frat brothers whispering about you.
“she’s really soft.”
“i've never seen ryo with a girl like her.”
“watch her piss herself at the first jumpscare.”
laughter all around.
and maybe it was stupid, but you wanted to prove them wrong. prove you could handle the same things as the girls he usually kept around. cool girls. confident girls. mature girls who didn’t cling to their boyfriend’s sleeve every five minutes.
so you sat beside sukuna and in that freezing theater, chin lifted stubbornly, pretending your stomach wasn’t already twisting from the opening music alone.
for the first thirty minutes, you held it together.
barely.
you got by closing your eyes at the scarier parts and subtly whispering to sukuna to tell you when it was over.
then the movie hit you with the most horrific, satan-spawned jumpscare imaginable.
you shrieked so loud the entire row flinched.
your hand jerked violently.
and your ice cream launched directly into satoru gojo's face.
silence.
then satoru yelling, “WHAT THE HELLY?”
suguru and toji snickered.
and suddenly you were crying.
partly because you’d just assaulted sukuna's friend with matcha soft serve after you'd spent a whole minute outside the theatre convincing all of them you weren't scared in the slightest before you'd gone in.
partly because that was some really good ice cream you'd just wasted.
partly because everyone was staring.
but mostly because that movie was fucking terrifying.
sukuna immediately grabbed your wrist and stood up. “aight, we’re leaving.”
you hid your face in his arm while his friends snickered behind you. humiliation burned hot in your chest as he guided you out of the theater, your legs still shaky.
outside, the cold night air hit your cheeks.
“sorry…” you mumbled miserably.
sukuna snorted. “it's fine, baby. gojo deserved it, he was being an asshole."
you whined, covering your face. "i wasn't talking about that!"
he laughed under his breath, but there wasn’t an ounce of cruelty in it. just amusement. then he leaned down and pressed a kiss to your temple, “i’ll take you home, yeah?”
you sniffled and nodded. “that was scary.”
“i know, babe. i'm sorry,” he opened the passenger door for you, buckling your seatbelt himself with surprising gentleness. “should’ve known that shit would freak you out.”
“it was my idea…” you hiccuped.
“i still shoulda said no.” he shut the door and rounded the hood of the car.
the few seconds you sat alone were awful. your eyes immediately darted to the rearview mirror. the backseat looked way too dark. you stared at it, fully convinced some horrifying demon woman was about to crawl over the seats and kill you.
the driver door opened and sukuna slid in and caught you staring.
“…you looking at your little friend back there?”
you gasped, “kuna, don’t SAY that!”
he barked out a laugh while starting the engine. “you want another ice cream?”
your watery eyes widened hopefully. “…yeah.”
“thought so.”
by the time you reached your apartment complex, you were clutching a drive-thru soft serve with both hands while sukuna walked beside you toward your door.
you were finally calm again.
until he kissed your forehead, patted your ass lightly, and turned away. “see you tomorrow, babe.”
terror immediately flooded your face. you grabbed his arm so fast he almost stumbled back.
he looked down at you with a blink. then sighed. “…should’ve expected that.”
your eyes welled up again. “y-you’re leaving?”
“nah.” he unlocked your apartment and walked in beside you. “just wanted to see your face.” sukuna lied smoothly.
you blinked. “…oh.”
“cute reaction though.”
you huffed at him before setting your ice cream on the counter. “um… i need to pee.”
“okay?” he said, lifting a questioning brow, not quite sure what this has to do with him.
you awkwardly twisted your fingers together before looking up at him nervously.
a beat passed.
then sukuna sighed the sigh of a man accepting his fate.
a minute later, he was inside your bathroom aggressively yanking the shower curtain open .checking the cabinets. looking behind the door.
“there.” he deadpanned. “no demons.”
you stood in the doorway anxiously. “is it safe?”
“yes.”
“…promise?”
“baby, if something attacks you while you piss, i’ll personally beat its ass.”
you considered that seriously.
“…okay.”
you stepped inside cautiously.
“stand by the door.”
“stand by the—” he repeated in disbelief, before he stopped himself with a long exhale. “fine.”
“and turn around.”
“baby, i’ve literally seen you naked—”
“TURN AROUND.”
“bossy as hell,” he muttered, turning around anyway.
“and cover your ears.”
he stared at you over his shoulder in disbelief. “why?”
"i don't want you hearing me pee!"
sukuna sighed slowly. then lifted too resigned hands to his ears.
“not all the way though,” you continued nervously, “or you won’t hear me scream.”
sukuna closed his eyes and covered his ears, “that all, princess?”
“mhm!” you chirped brightly, kissing his cheek. “thanks honey. you’re sooo brave.”
he looked up at the ceiling like he was asking the universe for strength.
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Your husband, the all oh mighty, Husband!Aang is an eater, for lack of better wording.
You were simply talking to suki, about an upcoming adventure you and the gaang have coming up. What you hadn't realized yet, was the wandering aang behind the corner of the southern air temple's pillars.
Even though you hadn't, Suki did. “Is that aang behind you?” she questioned, which made your head turn around to see him staring at the two of you, before ducking fully behind the pillar.
Jaw clenching with irritation, as you walked towards the pillar, aang looked towards you with a sympathetic look.
“I'm sorry.. I-i just missed you! Okay? And you guys were talking for too long.” he stammered, hands reaching towards yours in a soft hold. “Aang.. I left for 2 seconds.” you spoke sternly, not falling for his sadness, which made him frown.
His hands tighten around yours slightly, not enough to hurt just firm. Aang started to pull you away from the pillar, and from the confused suki a few feet away.
“Sorry suki! I'll tell you later!” whisper yelling as to not bother the monks, who were minding their business, meditating. Though Aang didn't care much, he was the avatar god sakes, who cares if he needs his wife now.
He opened the door of some random meeting room, it was usually for important things of course but, you're important to him.. So he wasn't exactly using the room wrong. The door closed quietly behind him, the lock sound echoing in your ears.
About to speak back, maybe yell at aang about how inappropriate that was, before your hips were grabbed by aang, placing your onto the cold stone table.
“Aang!” you whispered, pushing his shoulders away slightly, needing a moment to stop the thoughts running in your head. He whined as he leaned down into your soft, and plum neck, placing needy kisses along your collarbone.
His kisses led up onto your jaw, sliding up onto your ear. “Pleaseplease..let me, I'll be quick, I promise.” You knew damn well that the whole promise was a lie, aang couldn't help but be slow with you, always making sure your pleasure was his top priority.
Though you couldn't resist your poor husband, especially when his hands would glide under your robes, pressing onto the soft part of your inner thighs. “Mmhm okay.. Just be quick this time, please?” you begged, even though you knew he wouldn't.
It's the thought that counts. He nodded eagerly, both his hands spread the robes that had his colors apart, the orange, blue and white always looking gorgeous on you. The colors of your robes also claimed you as his without him needing to try to.
Aang didn't hesitate to get down onto his knees, looking up at you as he spread your legs apart even more, his fingers hooked onto the lace of your garments to the side. His eyes fully on the already slick cunt in front of him, looking between your thighs like you were food before getting devoured.
Hands reached toward the lower part of your stomach, pressing softly enough to not hurt, but firmly enough that you felt his strength, fingers were so close to your cunt but aang as the boy he is, wouldn't touch just yet.
“Aang.. please, dont tease..” You hummed, fingers gently grabbing onto his head, trying to push his mouth closer to you, desperately rolling your hips towards his face. “I know baby, I know, I'm sorry, my girl is just so pretty.” He cooed, smiling up at your whiny form.
“Sorry my ass.” you murmured, rolling your eyes as you turned your gaze away from his, did aang really think you wouldn't notice the way his ears perked up when he'd tease you? How his marks would glow just slightly but enough to notice.
Or perhaps even, the way his cock would subtly throb behind his robes, or when he'd grow harder inside you?? Tsk tsk.. Aang could tell the teasing was getting to you, the way tears were already forming at the corners of your eyes.
Soo.. like the good boy he was, he dove into you with his tongue like no other. You looked down, trying to hold back the tears of pleasure.
“Fuckf-fuck.. Mhmmhm, aang..! S-so good!-” you moaned out, back hitting the back of the desk, as your thighs wrapped around his head even tighter.
But he continued on like you knew he would, his face pressed closer, tongue lapping up at your folds like he couldn't get enough, on top of that his fingers were teasing the bud of your cunt, clearly overestimating you a little bit.
“Am i a good boy.. Pleaseplease tell me I'm your good boy.” he spoke whiningly, wanting your praises, his whiny voice vibrating from your legs alll the way up to your chest.
Trying to speak back was not really possible right now, trust you wanted to praise him and his tongue so badly, but all that came out were gasps of air, practically mute for the moment since he just wouldn't let up.
A few moments passed with silence, well not really, besides your gasps for air, on top of your moans and the slurping sounds aang was making every few seconds, it was quiet.
He was probably confused why you were quiet, not realizing how good he was pleasing you right now, he finally let up for a single moment to look up at you, thighs still wrapped around his head tightly.
“Y-yesyes-nfghh- please.. Y-your my good boy, so good for me.. Yeah?” you coaxed, which made him satisfied enough, to which he continued to eat you out passionately. “Fuckfuck s-so close! Mmngh aang..please just l-likee.. That mmhm” you breathed out.
Letting one of your hands slide down your stomach towards his head, pulling him in closer as your orgasm was sooo close.
Thighs wrapping around him even tighter now, you were scared he couldn't breathe but the way his marks started to glow, as he eagerly continued lapping at your slick cunt told you otherwise.
He clearly was right where he wanted to be, if he really wanted to he could push your thighs away with ease, but instead as the good husband he is, he lets you do as you please to him even if he couldn't or could breathe.
After a few moments of your moans and whimpers begging him to keep going.
You grabbed onto his head, as hard as possible, while you came, screaming out his name. You were like 100% sure everyone in the palace heard your screams.
Though he didn't stop, instead he continued bobbing his head up and down, side to side, while both his free hands grabbed onto your hips for support.
“A-aang please.. Sensitive still! pleaseplease! “ You begged and pleaded, not using the safe word but still asking, at this point you're not even sure if he heard you, from how hard your thighs were wrapped around his head, covering his ears.
Trying to push his head away from you, or even push his hands, that were gripping a bit tightly now on you away. He finally let up, not sure if you were actually hurt, or just.. He doesn't know, a part of the foreplay or something? He's just a babeh/ref
“Sorry! I'm sorry, sosorry..” He reassured you, pulling away and back up, wiping his mouth before pulling you into a kiss. “I'm sorry, I love you.. Are you hurt? D-do you wanna stop? We can- i dont mind really, i–”
He stammered on and on, innocently— or well, I guess as innocent as he could, with your cum and his saliva mixed with sweat running down his neck towards his chest.
“I'm okay.. Promise, I dont wanna stop, yeah?” You hummed softly, pressing a kiss to his neck while your hand reached towards his painfully, throbbing cock, you tried to not make it obvious, but who cares really, though he did jump a bit, not expecting your hands there.
“Let me help you.. Hm?” voice cooing into his ear, hands squeezing his cock firmly.
“Mhm mhm! Please..” he whiningly spoke, eagerly nodding up and down, trying to mask the moan he had to bite back.
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