SUMMARY: You enrol into a rich ass university under a scholarship scheme. You find out the university is not only famous for its prestigiousness, but also very famous for their host club: a club with five very handsome, very eccentric boys that entertain the bored and affluent students. When you accidentally land yourself in debt to them, you're forced to assist with five events each under a different host. What can go wrong…?!
GENRE: smut, homie hopper y/n, ohshc au, mini series, dom! reader, crack, fluff, uni au, reverse harem, parody
PAIRING: sub! ot5 txt x dom! reader
INTRODUCING THE HOSTS:
Each of the five hosts attracts guests with their own distinct type, all of which are widely loved for their different appeal.
CHOI YEONJUN ! The ‘prince charming’ type
With his good looks, princely charm, and flamboyancy, Yeonjun is the most popular member of the host club, with a 70% request rate. His rose's color is white and his representative animal is a fox. Choi yeonjun was the one to create the club, his family plays a significant role in funding the university, hence why he is able to get away with having such a club. He personally recruited all of the other members and the club is something he values more than anything. A fashion major, Choi yeonjun is the heir to a global luxury fashion house. He also excitedly designs and creates many of the costumes for the host club events and members. He is the most flirty member and does the most fanservice.
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CHOI SOOBIN ! The ‘gentle leader’ type
As the club’s president, Choi soobin is known for his calm authority and soft spoken nature. He is very polite and known to be very gentlemanly. His family is also the richest, with very old money and an aristocratic lineage. Despite this, he remains humble and approachable. His rose’s colour is pink and his representative animal is a bunny. Guests love him for his soft posh boy vibes, often wearing fake glasses as he knows guests love it, leaning into this image. His soft nurturing nature as the leader earned him the club’s unofficial title of the ‘mum’, whilst yeonjun is referred to as the ‘dad’ - a contrasting dynamic guests really seem to like. He also studies English literature. Guests ask soobin to create bullshit poetry for them, which they fawn over. Despite being an English lit student, poetry is not one of his strong suits.
CHOI BEOMGYU ! The ‘emo rockstar’ type
He is very brooding and emo, known for his mysterious nature which, unsurprisingly gains him a lot of attention from guests. With his messy wolfcut, guitar, and multiple facial piercings, he leans into a rockstar aesthetic that many find appealing. It is a role that sells. His roses’s colour is red and his representative animal is a bear. Unlike the other members, he is also secretly on a scholarship and does not come from an esteemed or wealthy family. He has his issues with the club, but it pays well and he does love his members. He remains deeply attached to the club and still enjoys being a host. Choi beomgyu studies music. Seems to always be tired and sleeping due to balancing his studies and being a host club member.
HUENING KAI ! The ‘cute angel’ type
Often referred to as ‘Honey Kai’, a nickname guests who favour him use fondly. Kai is known for his bright, sweet, sunshine personality and his sweet tooth. His cheerful energy and soft, approachable nature makes him especially popular with those drawn to the cute type. He loves plushies and collecting them, particularly penguins and is almost never seen without one. Guests frequently gift him penguin plushies, to the point where he now just has two rooms filled entirely with them. His roses’s colour is yellow and his representative animal is a penguin. His family owns hotel and resort chains. Kai studies music alongside beomgyu. Occasionally, beomgyu and kai will produce background music for events together.
KANG TAEHYUN ! The ‘cool intelligent’ type
Kang taehyun is known for his cold and unemotional resolve. He is highly intelligent and academically driven, taehyun is the treasurer of the club. While soobin and yeonjun handle overall planning, taehyun oversees the numbers and tracks profits, keeping track of who performs best and what brings in the most revenue. He claims to only be involved for the experience and connections it offers, treating the club more like a strategic investment. His rose’s colour is blue and his representative animal is a squirrel. Though, many guests argue he is more of a cat. Despite all of this, taehyun is known to have a soft spot for kai, who is his best friend. Their dynamic is also especially popular. Kang taehyun studies finance and comes from a family involved in finance and brokerage. He also workouts the most and is popular for his good shape and muscles.
RELEASE DATE: TBA
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A/n: this probably won’t be out until around June since I have exams lol but I wanted to post a teaser since it was fun to make and to see the reception !! This series is going to be a mini series and will probably have 5 parts for each member. Also don’t get your hopes up LMAOO each chapter probably won’t be too long and will sort of be like oneshot smuts with each member. I do have rough ideas for each member now but this is still probably not going to be plot heavy or super cohesive loll
Also tell me which character has caught your eye so far based on the profiles in the comments I’m very curious hehe…which host would you be requesting for?
pretty boys whose favorite position is on their knees. tell them to kneel and they’re down with no hesitation, their eyes wide and puppy like as they stare up at you with such devotion. their hands are on their thighs, clenching and unclenching as they await your next order. honestly it’s both cute and pathetic how they listen to your orders so obediently. they’re so easy to train, so easy to order around, that you can’t help but make him do the simplest things just to watch him obey. make them stay kneeling for too long and they’ll let out quiet whines and whimpers because they just want to hear your voice commanding them. even better if you keep them on the ground as you walk around and do stuff in the room and they can only kneel and watch you practically ignore them. come back to them and make of him about how teary he is and how there’s already a damp spot on his crotch ❤️
Warnings: Tim has pussy,fingering(m!revising),squirting(m!revising), orgasm denial
This is possibly the most embarrassing position Tim could ever find himself in. God, he should have listened and gone to bed, but here he is now, knees to his chest, ankle being held and restrained, with his pants discarded on the bedroom floor as you pump his pretty pink cunt with your fingers.
All he had to do was come to bed, cuddle up to you, and go to sleep, but noooo, he'd rather decipher ribblers' codes. Well, let's see if he can get out of this.
"Ahhh~! "Fuck...baby, I'm sorry. Please calm down!" Tim lets out a strangled high-pitched moan while his body tries to fight the feeling of immense pleasure. How could you possibly calm down? He looks practically fucked out of his mind from only two fingers in that tight little pussy.
"Mmmph—! Nnngh!~" Tim can barely breathe, his chest heaving in desperate, shallow pants. You feel him tighten around his walls, getting slick and gooey, so you pull your fingers out just when he's about ready. That sound that he lets out could be likened to a street whore. You look down at him and that pretty cunt—my god, it is gorgeous, raw, sticky, and agape.
The slickness of his pussy slips to his puckered little hole (you might play with two holes tonight), but Tim's desperate panting and moans snap you out of your stupor. "Mmmph! When in the hell did you get so mean...shit?" but you weren't listening to him; your eyes were confused by his cunt.
If you looked long enough, you could see his clit twitch. Tim can only laugh breathlessly at the sight. "God, you're such a fucking pervert obsessed with pussy, aren't you, baby?" He's starting to get cocky; you can't let that slide, so two fingers come up to rub that bundle of nerves and his clit. If you weren't holding on to his ankles right now, he'd definitely kick you in the face.
"Ohfuckohfuckohfuck!" His entire body convulses, his pretty toes curling at the feeling of his pussy. His whole body locks up, you mercilessly rub his clit. You don't let up, not even for a second. As you watch your pretty boy almost collapse.
"Nnn-haaah! Holy shit, close!" And that was his second mistake, telling you he was close while he was about to cum. You swiftly take your finger off his clit, and the look on his face like he's about to cry; he's biting down on his bottom lip as his eyes squeeze together tight like he's trying to hold something in.
Your other hand comes up to stroke his face, moving some of his hair drenched in sweat out his face. He looks gone, and he didn't cum yet, so you gently slap his cheek until he's with you again. "Fuck, I'm here, I'm here," Tim pants as he tries and fails to catch his breath.
Your finger slips back into him slowly, agonizingly slow, and you can feel him try to kick at you. Oh, poor baby, he can't even handle it. Your middle finger finds his g-spot and gently rubs it, and if his hands weren't held down by yours, he'd be slapping and fighting.
"A-Ahhh! Ahhh~" Tim wails, his eyes rolling back into his head. He is completely lost to the sensation; his pussy starts to spasm once again. His cunt is practically gushing; his slick is splashing into the air. He's close; you can tell it's so fucking obvious, so you pump him full of your fingers.
Tim is clenching his teeth, holding back various moans and curses; he's completely losing his mind. Then before you've even noticed, "Oooh, fuck!" Warm wetness filled the air, splashing onto the bedsheets he'd squirted for the first time, and it was beautiful.
"Ugh...!" His eyes completely glazed over, leaking with tears. He lost it; he's completely gone to pleasure and all the feelings. "Fuuuuck, what was that?"
omg have you see the new clip of sunday where his eyes are covered with his wings and thorns around his body? PLEASE PLEASE I NEED A FIC OF THIS where we overstimulate him, thank you !
overstimming sub! sunday whose wrists are bound together || m's note: you got it twin
warn. cough cough wing play cough, nsfw & 18+ content ahead, overstimulation kink, afab anatomy used on reader, riding, mommy is a term used ............................
"whh- p—please! [n-name] i c... can't handle anymore-" his hands were bound by thorns around his wrists, it had been hours since you two last actually left your shared bedroom,
well, sunday swore he doesn't come undone so easily, it sounded like a challenge; so how come he was already in pure bliss of what was supposed to be a punishment?
"mngh, fuck—p- please, i'm sorry..." you could spot the tears that welled up in his eyes, instinctively on every time you bounced down all the way down onto the base of his cock. "hnngh, shit wait! s-stop, i'm.... whaaa—close again!"
his eyes fluster shut with his wings covering his eyes to replace what his hands could've done for himself. oh the justice your hips did, your hand felt amazing, but not as warm as your walls were around his length.
you could see how his fists were clammed shut as they were raised above his head, but as soon as your arms decide to place themselves around his neck, quietly tugging at his silverlocks, effectively make him reach his own peak again.
his face fell flushed once more when he let out a choked moan of your name, or whatever he could muster up. lifting your hips up, and off of his dick for a moment to see how all of his length was completely covered in the mix of your slick and his load, shining obscenely before the both of you.
the tip was flushed an angry pink fading to red, his slit alread yweeping another small yet steady stream of precum all ready for you. your cold finger start to envelop his length once more, your free hand reaches out to rub against a wing that covered his eye. "mmmf... please m- mommy, i jus' came..." trying to flap your hand away, you simply slide yourself to his side, placing your head in the crook of his neck, smiling sweetly,
your palm slowly starts to stroke his shaft again, making him squirm on the spot. his voice cracks, "nnhh- holy... i c- can't, i really can't—please, there's nothing left...!"
you get up from your spot to sit up properly, hand still on his cock but your free hand moved to stroke his wing in unison. "gghhn- t'much! please-" — "then use the word, baby, i don't wanna force you."
Summary: Being mated to the most blood thirsty omega around is not ideal for most alphas, but at least his body is up to par! ♡
Warnings: sub (ish???)/omega/bottom sukuna, alpha/gn! reader, strap referred as a dick, dubcon, threatening + small amount of blood (as usual), heats, slight yandere! sukuna, trueform sukuna, slight role reveral regarding omegaverse dynamics, reader is basically sukunas pet, subspaces, anal fingering, self lubrication (slick), biting, heavy praise, multiple orgasms, violent behavior, slight degradation (use of nickname whore and bitch), dirty talk, starts off as smut but then feelings are involved (reader is a simp at the end)
WC: 9.1k
A/N: sick in the head...sick in the head...
One of the world's greatest surprises is that the King of Curses is an omega. The horror stories told about him never once mentioned his dynamic, and so everybody believed that he was an alpha, which made sense considering his history. Those who came in contact with him never really had time to spread the news to others, having been killed so quickly. So only a special few knew about it.
But it wasn't like Sukuna was embarrassed of his second sex. No, the king took pride in his dynamic – it made killing alphas way more satisfying knowing that he instinctively should be baring his neck to them. And so, he never took a marking, finding nobody worthy of it.
That is until he met you. You definitely weren't worthy of his mark, being incredibly weak and holding no authority over him. But for some reason or another, Sukuna became fascinated by you. You never showed signs of fear, nor interest in him, and almost everybody feels one of the two emotions when meeting him. He was compelled to learn more about you, and somehow, Sukuna became attached to your side for a while.
He didn't love you nor feel any feelings similar to love – it was for curiosity's sake as to why you were so different than the other alphas.
Sukuna eventually determined that you were either an idiot or crazy for how you talked to him. You treated him like he was just simply another annoying suitor around. It was entertaining to the bored king. And so, you were his test subject, and once he was done studying you, you were to be killed.
But alas, Sukuna fell into heat not long after meeting you, and he had gotten himself mated with you. A foolish thing that Sukuna has never even gotten close to doing in his entire lifetime.
He almost murdered you after his heat for daring to mark him – a permanent thing for omegas, while you, an alpha, could live your life freely. But it wasn't like you had intended to mark him. Sukuna, at the peak of his heat, had threatened to slice your head off if you didn't claim him. You didn't happen to dislike him too much, and you did not want to die, so you followed the king's orders and drove your teeth into his neck during his orgasm.
And the second his heat was over, he had run off without a word. He was humiliated by the fact that he was claimed now and had visited you multiple times since that day to put an end to your useless life. But every time he saw you, he would hide away so that you didn't see him and leave without you knowing. It wasn't his fault; everything in him screamed for him to be next to you, being freshly mated, but he refused to follow those instincts.
With his time away, he couldn't help but think about you nearly all the time. You were kind to him, even though he hates to admit it. You cleaned his body up when he was twitching from exhaustion and covered in his own bodily fluids. You must have been equally exhausted, having been forced to keep up with his pace, but not once did you complain nor mention how weak he must have looked with his drool stains on his chin.
And even before his heat, he didn't seem to mind you. He liked that you always quipped back your own insults and didn't allow yourself to get bullied by him. It made it entertaining, and he found himself enjoying conversing with a human. But still, even with your complaints of how annoying he was for not leaving you alone, you would cook extra food so that he would never go hungry. Although Sukuna didn't have a preference for human food, he still found himself eating a few bites. You were providing for an omega, and Sukuna made careful note of it, hating that he found himself pleased by it.
During his preheat, you offered your house to him and brought him blankets and pillows for nesting even when he nearly tore off your arm for entering his (your) room. And when he dragged you into his nest, you complimented it as you were supposed to, which still made his insides stir.
Plus, when he trapped you in his nest for a couple of days, you didn't make much of a fuss – other than when you had to use the restroom, to which he nipped at your hand like some sort of dog in complaint. You were a weak, pathetic alpha, and he couldn't let you roam free, practically begging to be injured. His nest was the safest place to be, and so in his head, you were to stay put there for all of his heat.
But Sukunas possessive and overprotective thoughts shifted instantly when his heat dwindled down. He got up and left the day his heat had ended, and you were left completely shocked at his sudden disappearance. It was out of the blue, considering he had been around for weeks beforehand. You couldn't help but feel distraught over it, having also felt the bond, even if it was not as extreme for an omega. Plus, during his heat, he was cuter than you have ever seen before. He was needy and whiny but still cute.
You may have garnered your own feelings toward the curse, something close to love, or some sort of infatuation at least. So when he left, you were left nearly broken for weeks, having just previously been daydreaming about how you could manage a new life with the two of you. It was a hopeless delusion, and you should have known that, but it still hurt.
But you aren't as pathetic as he thinks, and by the second month, you were over it. Sure, the bond sometimes made you feel a little listless, but after so long, you have even begun to forget how he smelt. And your feelings toward him rapidly shifted, now finding him repulsive for abandoning you. You had decided that if he would ever come back, you would reject him.
You should have known that wasn't going to happen, considering you still harbored feelings for him. Lo and behold, nearly three months later, Sukuna returned.
He barges in the door, almost tearing it off the walls. You nearly jump out of your seat at the noise, but your eyes widen the second you smell his scent. The mating bond made it even more appealing to you, and you could also make out the smell of omega in heat. You curse under your breath at the smell but remain silent, not giving the satisfaction of you freaking out over his sudden appearance.
You were seated in your office doing work when he came in. And just seconds after you smelt him, Sukuna conjured himself behind you, sharp nails dragging up your neck in both a greeting and warning. But you weren't having any of it, a familiar rage bubbling in your chest at his return. So, you just continue to stare ahead at your screen.
"Leave," is the first thing you say, the first command. You never used an alpha command on an omega, but this situation definitely called for it. He was mated to you, so the words had to have a more significant effect on him. But alas, he was the king of curses - he was not going to back down so easily.
"Why do you smell of other omegas, you pathetic alpha?"
His teeth graze your neck, and you try your best not to shiver, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of it. You try to mask your scent, thinking of things other than his tongue that seems to be peeking past his lips.
You should ignore him — you know you should ignore him, but you just can't seem to find it in you to. "I was not with others if that is what you are asking," you roll your eyes, still facing your computer while he leans over you. "Though I wish I had been."
"I would have killed them," he purrs, dragging his claws down your chest. "Ripped them apart for daring to touch what is mine while you would have sat and listened to their screams of agony." His teeth graze your earlobes, and you gulp, thinking about how horrid that would be. "Would you like it? Like to watch your omega get all possessive over you? It would fuel your little alpha pride, I would suppose."
He was releasing his scent in waves, and it was beginning to make your head spin. But it was your house, and he wasn't just going to barge in and claim it as him, so you also release your own scent, which pulls a purr-like chuckle from him. Then, you slump in your chair, finally sparing him a glance. "Omegas aren't supposed to be possessive. That is more of an alpha trait, dont you think, Sukuna?"
"And you are possessive over me?"
You go silent for a moment, reaching out to touch his face. You tilt his chin back, forcing him to bare his neck so you can run your fingers over the bite mark you made just a couple of months ago.
He goes quiet, amused by your touch but not liking your lack of response. But then you pull away, like nothing happened, and return to your computer. "I dont need to be," you sigh, "You won't let anyone fuck you that isn't me."
One of Sukuna's top eyes twitches, and he spins the chair around, grabbing your chin to force you to look at him. Your face remains blank, and even when he begins to dig his finger into your cheek, you dont show any signs of amiss. Your lack of response drives Sukuna insane, and you raise your eyebrows at his glare.
He growls low at you, baring his teeth and continuing to cloud your house with his now seductive scent. "You have some nerve to talk to me that way, you pathetic excuse of an alpha. You are looking at the most desired omega on this planet, and you think for a second that I wouldn't fuck somebody else?"
Your hands travel to his wrists, tugging his hand off your face. He surprisingly lets you, but with each second he seems to grow more angry. This is surprising to you because his scent conveyed a completely different emotion. Everything radiating from Sukuna was Look at me, Fuck me. And if you gave into instincts, the two of you would be without clothes by now. But alas, Sukuna left you for three months with no word, and you weren't going to allow yourself to get pushed around by him.
So, you stare back up at him, a wicked grin pulling at your face. "You are the one baring my mark and are crawling back to me after all of these months." You see his face begin to fume, and his scent turns sour from displeasure at the words. "But I am not going to fuck you. I dont want to fuck you. You left after forming a bond with me. I don't want you anymore. Go home, omega."
The words seemed to burn at your tongue, going completely against your instincts. You were purposely hurting an omega, which is everything that alpha's were basically encoded against. But alas, you did not want to get caught up in Sukuna's web.
The room smells horrid by now, mostly from disapproval but also distress — it almost made you whine out, feeling horrible for making any omega feel unwanted, but you bite your tongue and try your best not to focus on his scent. It would only do you worse in the end.
"You think you can speak to me this way because you marked me? Are you so delusional that you think I won't kill you on the spot?" His finger does now cut at your cheek, and you flinch at the stinging sensation along with the blood that now drips from your cheek. He never was afraid to use violence to prove his point.
But then, he licks at your blood. You feel the stripe of his tongue from your chin all the way up to your cheek. "Do you want me to roll over and show my stomach to you? Want me to croon at you and beg you to pup me? I am not your omegan bitch."
"You would be more appealing if you were."
He chuckles at you, shaking his head. "I am the most appealing thing you will ever see in your puny lifetime. People would kill to be in your position."
He was nibbling on your ear at this point, dragging his pointer finger up your shirt, seconds away from ripping it in two. The scent Sukuna let out was back to being seductive, probably too overwhelmed by his heat to maintain his displeasure.
"Nobody would want to be mated to a bloodthirsty curse."
His teeth drag up your neck, and he laughs at you again, low and rumbling. "You do, or did at least. Considering you did mark me, my pathetic alpha."
The insult doesn't phase you. You shut your eyes and sigh out. You couldn't help but be turned on at this point – his knee was meticulously placed in between your legs, and the smell of heat wafted through the air. You were trapped whether you liked it or not, and you could feel the fight in you begin to dwindle. "You would have killed me if I didn't."
"And I will kill you if you turn me away again."
"Can you try to make it seem like you are not always threatening me? Alphas prefer to be the one in charge, you know."
He grabs your hand and leads it beneath his pants where his slick was pooling. You gulp, looking away and trying not to salivate at the wetness. "You can always fuck the control out of me," he breathes into your ear, and you let out a shaky sigh, "If you do it well enough, I could end up crooning at you for more. You would like that, wouldn't you?"
Your fingers find his hole, and you borderline whine, accidentally ignoring his question. You have been thinking about this for months now, and him now being here now sends your head spinning. "So wet."
"'s all for you."
His mouth latches onto yours and he groans into it, kissing with so much force that you a pinned to the back of your chair. You feel his tongue drag over the inside of your mouth, trying to claim as much of it for himself. You pull away after a moment, collecting your breath, and realize that he has you wrapped around his finger. "Y-You want to bottom?"
He bites your lip hard enough to draw blood, and you hiss, grabbing your mouth and pulling away. "What was that for?!"
"For being an idiot. Of course I want to bottom." He licks at your lips, healing them with his cursed technique, before moving onto your cheek to do the same thing. "How did I end up with a stupid alpha?"
You growl at him, "It's not my fault I can't think." The smell of heat was so strong by now that your head was dizzy. "You want to tell the entire world you are trying to get fucked? Sounds whorish to me."
"It's working isn't it?" He feels you circling his hole, finally sliding your first finger in. "Will you turn me into your whore, alpha?"
The thought makes you groan out, head tilting back while he continues to lick and kiss your neck. But you don't dare to stop your movements, knowing that if you were, he would probably find some way for you to focus your attention back on him. He was greedy for it all.
The second finger slides in without much trouble, and now Sukuna is straddling you. He was much larger than you andhis frame completely engulfed you, but still he caved his body forward so that he could continue his ministrations. You already knew that your neck was to be covered in marks by the time he was through of you – he was possessive, and it wasn't because of his second gender.
Slick was now beginning to drip down his thigh, and he was beginning to rock his hips back and forward onto your fingers. The chair was making a screeching noise, upset with the large man for trying to put his weight on it.
You pull away for a second, and Sukuna immediately returns to kiss you again, cupping your face with two of his palms. Again, you try to pull away, and still, he doesn't let you speak, continuing to force his tongue into your mouth. A warning growl pulls at your throat, and you pull your fingers out of him.
He, in response, lets out his own growl, louder than yours, considering his growl was more out of disapproval at the removal of your fingers. His face by now was flushing red, a telltale sign that he was slipping completely into his heat.
"What now?" Sukuna hisses, and you roll your eyes.
But, instead of biting back another remark, you change your tone, taking the softer route. Omega's like to be coddled, and Sukuna was no exception, no matter his status. So, you rub at his cheek with your thumb. "I know you're feeling needy, but can we take this to the bedroom?"
His main set of eyes blinks at you, physically relaxing at your gentle touch and the crooning. You, in return, have to hold back a smirk, knowing that if he was to see it, he would grow pissed again. You couldn't help but compare his behavior to a bratty child. But still, he climbs off your lap, and you sigh in relief before squealing when he effortlessly lifts you with his top pair of arms.
A deep purr-like chuckle is let out, and he glances at you before walking over to your room. "I can walk, you know," you say, slightly pouting at being cradled like some sort of child.
"And risk you taking a fall and somehow dying on me? I am not risking the possibility of not getting fucked because you are the weakest creature that walks the earth." He doesn't even look at you when he says it, continuing to walk forward. You remain silent, just sighing and shaking your head, but used to this ridiculous behavior.
You notice the thick smell of arousal that was still pooling out of him, and most omegas would be stuck in their nests, barely able to walk. But Sukuna wasn't a typical omega, and you both found his unpredictableness endearing and nerve-wracking.
Your finger pulls his robe open, and without him looking, you latch your teeth onto his nipple, gently nibbling on the bud. He fumbles with his steps, and immediately, a clenched groan is let out, paired with a small shiver. The reaction pleases you, and so you smile at him before he can question your actions. "Still just as sensitive, I'm glad. Tonight is going to be," you reach up to trace the side of his face. "Fun."
The purr of approval vibrates his entire chest, and you laugh.
–
He kicked you out of your own room, as he did last time. When he arrived at your room and saw the perfectly made bed, along with the complete absence of his scent, he had borderline dropped you. So, just like last time, you sat outside your door, occasionally passing him more blankets or pillows, and crooning at him so that he didn't get pissed off thinking that you left him.
His heat smell was getting thicker with each minute, and in return, your head was growing foggy – you couldn't imagine what was going on in his own head. "You better have not moved from that position. I hear your stirring. Don't make me break your legs."
You haven't moved from your seated position in front of the door, so you roll your eyes. "I'm not going anywhere, clingy bastard. Just trying not to cum in my pants from your scent." It was a sarcastic remark, but when you hear the king chuckle in delight, you tap your head against the wooden door and close your eyes.
It was weird to have him back, and you are not surprised that your heart feels strange around him – you were bonded afterall. It was good to have him back – you found comfort in his scent, but the thought of him disappearing again made you frown. You tuck your knees close to you and bury your head in them.
Sukuna opens the door two minutes later, slightly panting and flushed red. His body was growing weak. Now, he was completely bare, and his cock was standing hard against his lower stomach. But, you didn't notice, still in your little ball on the floor.
He looks at you, raising his eyebrows, because he has never seen you in this state. You were always reeking of confidence, standing tall and proud while you openlingly defy him. He, strangely, didn't like to see you look like this and your scent was beginning to turn stale.
"Why does my alpha look like a mopey kitten?"
You don't look up at him, slightly pouting. "You have to promise me you won't leave after this. I'm not some fucktoy for your heat."
Sukuna would be lying if he didn't say his omega was purring at the idea of staying with you. The last couple of months have taken a toll on his body, and although he is the strongest person to walk this planet, it was quite annoying to be in a constant state of distress. "Ill think about it – depends on how well you fuck me. How can you be so whiny when I am the one with slick dripping down my thighs?"
You look up from your makeshift ball and are immediately hit with the smell of it. But, you dont have time to look at his thighs because you are being scooped up again like you truly were some sort of kitten. He holds you with one hand and uses another one to pet your head as he drags you to his nest. "There, there," he tries to comfort, "Dont be sad little alpha, you make me feel weird when you are moping."
He was purring at you, and even if you tried to, you couldn't help but feel better. But the moment doesn't last long — he drops you into his nest, crossing his top set of arms above you and waiting. You raise your eyebrows at him, glancing at his cock that was hard and on display before going back to his smug face. "Why are you showing me your useless cock?"
"Im not," he bites, baring his teeth for a moment, before shaking his head. "The nest. Compliment it."
"Oh."
Sukuna seemed to have a set of procedures he wanted to follow before getting to the real deal. It was surprising, considering that most omegas wouldn't miss a second of sex for something as silly as this. But you could tell he was beginning to struggle from the way he was slightly trembling.
You quickly turn to pillows and pillows, along with your miscellaneous dirty clothes. He was tapping his foot, quickly growing impatient. So you nod at him, giving him a small smile to show that you are happy. "Very nice. Soft, comfortable. I really like it. Good job, Sukuna."
He releases his pleased scent in waves, and a small croon leaves his lips. But even when you could tell that he was practically wagging his tail at the compliment, all he says is, "Good. You are to stay here for the duration of my heat. No exceptions. And dont you dare think about getting up to relieve yourself without telling me? I will string you alive."
That meant that he was probably going to be stalking into the kitchen for food and water like he did last time. Alphas are supposed to provide food/water and protection to their omegas in their most vulnerable state – Sukuna seemed to not follow traditional dynamics roles, which wasn't that surprising. But still, the idea of you being the one to be taken care of makes you slightly pout.
The omega seems to read your mind. "My vulnerable state is a million times stronger than you at your strongest. You stay in the nest."
"Your wish is my command, Lord Sukuna," you say sarcastically, leaning back in the cushions and sighing.
He finally comes crawling toward you, pinning you beneath his massive frame. But you are not intimidated by him, to say the least, so you just raise an eyebrow at him. He presses a small kiss to your neck before saying, "I like the way that sounds on your lips."
"Yeah, I bet you do, you arrogant bastard." He chuckles at you, taking a deep inhale of your scent and then gently rubbing his neck onto yours. The action is sweet, but you are flooded with the smell of arousal, so you are getting particularly impatient. "Are we going to fuck, or do I need to find another omega in heat?"
It was a risky joke, and you knew that you shouldn't have said that the second it left your mouth. But Sukuna, in turn, just rumbles another laugh, gently biting the skin of your neck. "Little alpha has jokes?" he asks, and you remain quiet, biting your lip and hoping that you dont cause the deaths of innocent people. "Do you think it would be funny if I killed every omega you laid eyes on?"
You grab his chin and force his lips onto yours. He eagerly accepts your advances, purring low while cupping your face with two hands. "Your means to distract me are so cute."
You don't respond to the mumble against your lips – instead, pushing your tongue into his mouth. You can feel himself beginning to rut against your pelvis, probably staining pre on your clothes. But, the fabric doesn't stand a chance anyway, as he tears through it with his finger. The sound causes you to pull away, frowning at him. "That was my favorite shirt."
"And it was in my way," he breathes, before pressing his mouth back to yours. You fingers begin to make their way to the back of his thighs and he hitches a breath when you finally bring your fingers back to his entrance. It was properly lubricated as it was before, and it makes it incredibly easy to slip two fingers in.
Sukuna breathes a sigh of relief at the feeling, having been daydreaming about you inside him for the past couple of hours. He unconsciously rocks his hips back into the digits while you scissor the hole, preparing him for what is later to come. Your knee comes up to where his cock grinds against, and he groans into your mouth.
You pull away from him, now choosing to focus on his neck. Your mouth litters it with kisses and small love bites, but focus on the outline of your teeth from three months earlier — the mark you gave him. It seemed to be a sensitive part for him, considering the way all of his eyes are squeezed shut and his arms trembled on the pillows next to you.
"Such a pretty mark," you coo, curling your fingers inside him slightly toward his stomach so that it hits his prostate right on.
Sukuna, in return, eyes fly open, and he chokes up a weak cough at the feeling. But, he quickly recomposes himself, swallowing some saliva and looking back at you. "Glad one of us likes it."
"You are a liar," you tease, kissing his jawline, "or else you wouldn't come crawling back to me. Tell me, Ryomen, did you miss me?"
"You are going to have to fuck me with something bigger than your fingers to get me to babble such nonsense." He holds a cocky grin, flashing his teeth before using his tongue to lick at your lips. The action makes you cringe and look away while he laughs.
But his moment of triumph is cut short when you plunge another finger inside him. It sends his mouth flying open, and his eyes widen at the intrusion before he lets out a guttural moan. "Fuckkkk," he groans, grinding himself on your fingers, "T-Thats more like it!"
You grin at him, rubbing your thumb on his lips. "Such a size queen. Do you need something bigger?"
His tongue darts out, and he licks at your thumb while you raise your eyebrows. He seemed to be glaring at you, but it didn't do much, considering his eyes were growing hazy and his cheeks were flushed. "You know what I want. Are you going to fuck me, or do I need to find another alpha?"
It was a cute attempt to try and use your words against you, so you can't help but laugh. "Have you ever been fucked by someone else, Sukuna? I swore I was the first to ever be inside you."
To this, he goes silent. It was true, and in fact, even if it went completely against instincts, Sukuna during his previous heats would be the one fucking his partners. He didn't care about their sex, nor their dynamic, all he was looking for was pleasure. Granted, being inside someone didn't have the same feeling as being the one penetrated, and he realized that very quickly after his first heat with you. He didn't know if he could go back to the half-ass pleasure he was grantedbefore.
So when he hears you laugh, the curse merely scoffs and looks away. But, you move quickly away from the subject, and instead push him off of you. "Get on your hands and knees," you say, and then sigh, knowing better than to give him any commands. "Sorry, that sounded demanding. Can you please get on your hands and knees, Sukuna? It will be easier for the both of us."
"I am not your bitch," he bites, but still, he climbs off of you and readjusts himself in front of you. He was not ashamed inthe way he presented himself – slick ran down his thigh and coated his hole while his cock laid heavy in between them with pre cum beading at the tip.
You sit up, giving his ass a squeeze that sends him growling at you. You go silent for a minute, preparing everything while he sits and waits semi-patiently. But once you are all ready, you grin at the muscled body laid out so perfectly in front of you. "Trust me, I know. But I do hope to change that."
He doesn't have time to respond when you are suddenly pushing into him. The curse, in return, grips at the sheets, turning his knuckles white from the mere force of it. He hisses out and bites at the pillow in front of his, and his ring stretches to take the new intrusion. "Fuck!" he groans, shaking his head, "Was it always this freakishly big? S-Slow down before I come up there and tear your head off!"
You roll your eyes at the threat but abide by his demand. "So dramatic," you sigh, using your finger to trace over his wet entrance. "You seem to be gobbling me up just fine down here. You are so whiny, king of curses."
He let out a string of profanities, and tears begin to prick in his eyes. It makes your own eyes light up, and you thrust forward to bottom out completely inside of him. His body erupts in a fit of shivers, and he hides his face from you in the pillows. Sukuna's entire body was burning up by now, and your hands trace at the flushed skin on his back while you wait for him to adjust to the length.
His whines, you realize very quickly, did not express his true feelings. The air was growing thick from arousal, and the second you bottomed out inside him, a pleased scent is released. Your lips curl up in a smile. "Well, aren't you just a little whore!"
Growls echo through the room, but you quickly shut them up by pulling out and thrusting forward. It makes his himchoke a gasp and more of the pleased scent is let out, making the room smell incredibly sweet. The power is getting to your head, but you relished in it for all you could, considering that once he got adjusted to the length inside him, he would be spitting his own insults in between moans.
But for now, you lean forward and lick at his neck, just over his scent gland. "You feel good? Finally sedated after having a cock up your ass?"
"I will if you do something with it. You are boring me to tears," he pants into the pillows, one of his eyes looking back at you. But you just shrug at the complaint and finally begin to move.
You start off slow, pulling your hips back all the way until the tip reaches his rim and then back forward. But it seems to have a greater effect on him than you thought. He lets out a muffled groan and slightly raises his hips so that it gives you easier access. You would comment on the display, but you watch a bead of slick drip down his thigh and instead remain quiet, so you dont miss the show.
The noises he makes are cute, low in pitch compared to most omegas, but dont hide the fact that he was in an immense amount of pleasure. The sight in front of you was one to behold – his hole stretched prettily just for you while his entire body was trembling. You could tell he was growing annoyed with the slow pace, so you move your hips quicker, only causing him to clench onto the sheets.
He curses out his own set of profanities, and so you lean forward, pressing your chest to his back, and kiss him. It shuts him up instantly, and the king is craning his neck back to kiss you with an
unmatched ferocity. It makes you chuckle in surprise at the desperation of it all, and he slightly growls into your mouth, knowing exactly what you are thinking.
His tongue was a lot larger than yours, and he seemed to have no shame in using it to completely claim the inside of your mouth. One of his hands also cups your face, trapping you to his lips. But, even with his possessive hold on you, you dont let up on your pace, knowing that he was to surely bite (and not on your neck) you in the position if you did.
And so his body jerks forward with each slam of your hips, and Sukuna has to push himself back so that he can reach your lips. His groans are eaten up by your mouth, but still, you can feel the vibrations of his purr. It makes you let out your own sounds of affection, and he greedily consumes them without shame.
You rip your face away from his, and he frowns at you for a split second, already on his way to let out another complaint, before you grab his neck and push it into the sheets. You dont do it hard — you aren't trying to suffocate him, but simply to show what position he is in. Now, his ass remains in the air while his face is buried in some of your pillows. He makes a sound of surprise, but you quicken your pace before he can ask what you are doing.
Your hips move at a rapid pace, and it gives him no room to adjust to the new position. You were drilling into him without a care in the world, creating a lewd sound of slapping of skin. It made his eyes widen, and he bit the soft fabric of the pillow, canines digging into the sheet, nearly tearing it apart.
You hook your finger into his mouth, pulling his lip back and contorting his pretty face. "Hey, relax. Dont rip up my pillows; I just bought them."
"F-Fuck you!" he warbles, but it comes out shaky and breathless from your movements, and you swear you can see his eyes beginning to roll back. But still, he brings his hand over to his mouth and chews on the flesh instead. The action only makes you grin, knowing he was slowly beginning to give in to his instincts to please his alpha.
So, you lean forward, not daring to stop your movements until your chest was pressed to his back. Then you find his ear and lean close till you are centimeters away from it and say, "Well, aren't you just a good boy? Doing so well for me, huh, my omega? Pleasing your alpha by taking me whole."
Much to the surprise of both of you, his abdomen tenses up, and cum shoots out of his cock. It stains the sheets a creamy shade of white, and his entire body begins to tremble with the shocks. The curse doesn't make a peep, biting his lip as he clenches onto the walls of the nest and tightens around your length.
The action makes your eyes widen, and a breathless laugh falls from your lips. "You wanted me to be mean to you your last heat, but you have a praise kink?"
His entire back was turning red, and his cheeks twinged with embarrassment. The man shows you his teeth, growling slightly while craning his neck to look at you. "I do not. Watch your mouth, little alpha, before you piss me off."
"Do you want to be my good boy, Sukuna?"
Your breath was right next to Sukunas ear, and his entire body goes through a fit of shivers. His scent was screaming Yes. Yes. Yes. But Sukuna just faces the pillow and shakes his head. "Shut up. You are disgusting me."
Your hips begin to pick up their pace again, and a small whimper escapes his lips from the twinge of overstimulation. But still, immediately he begins to press himself back into you, not daring to escape the pleasure he had sought out for. Your lips find his neck, and you begin to litter it with marks, which only drives Sukuna to the brink of insanity due to his instinctual fondness for being "claimed."
"Look so pretty for me," you trace your finger over your claim mark, "Pretty and marked up. So perfect. How am I so lucky to be mated to you?"
"Stop it," he mewls for the first time, voice wavering, and he shakes his head as if trying to snap himself out of a trance. His hips push back into you, and you grin at the display before gripping his hips even tighter. Even his back was pressed into a deeper arch, unconsciously presenting his full self to you.
You run your fingers through his hair at his groans, pressing a kiss to his temple. "Can you cum for me again, my sweet boy?"
The coo next to his ear sends his eyes flying open, and a guttural moan slips out. His legs, flushed a shade of red from the heat of it all, begin to shake, and before he knows it, he comes tumbling off the toy, ass still in the air as his second, much stronger orgasm crashes over him. His hole clenches around nothing, and he bites his teeth into his hands, letting a round of muffled moans fill the air. Tears even begin to fall down his cheek, and his entire body trembles while cum stains the sheets.
He had cum twice in the past ten minutes. It was common for omegas to get overwhelmed and orgasm quickly after another, but for Sukuna, this was incredibly rare. He had a praise kink, and this confirmed it.
It was a pretty sight, and so you cock your head to the side, tracing the skin between his thighs, admiring the trembling muscles. The man goes eerily quiet after his second orgasm, and his body looks tense. "Sukuna?"
He doesn't answer, not daring to look at you. You lean forward to get a look at his face, but he turns around and lets out a low warning growl. It makes you pause for a moment, confused, and then you see a drop of blood fall onto the white pillow in front of you. He still doesn't look your way.
He was hurt, and your instincts took the better of you. "Sukuna, look at me."
The omega lets out another small growl — this one weak and barely heard. In return, you growl louder and let out an abundance of pheromones, causing him to tense up, incredibly close to submitting. Then you grab his chin and force his face toward you.
Your eyes widen at the sight. He was biting his lip so hard that blood was beginning to fall down his chin. But, it wasn't that that surprised you. No, it was Sukuna's expression. His face was an abnormal shade of red even for his heat, the flush going to his ears and down his neck. His eyes were glassy with tears, and he didn't dare make eye contact with you.
Sukuna was embarrassed from cumming so hard from the praise you gave him. You have to hold back a croon — the king of curses look unfathomably cute in your hold.
Your finger ghosts over his lips, and you murmur, "Heal it". He obeys without much thought, and in an instant, the pink flesh is restored. But the curse still doesn't look at you, so you kiss his cheek. You knew he didn't mean to, but a small whimper slips past his lips at the affection. Your grin is wolfish.
"Why are you upset?" You croon, knowing exactly why. Your positions seemed to have switched. It was less than an hour ago when he was the one trying to comfort you. Although his reasoning for being upset was definitely not as reasonable, bug you aren't going to complain when he looks so cute.
"Im not, weakling. Let's just go again. C-C'mon, im starting to feel itchy again."
You lean forward kissing his jaw and then moving to his neck to press another kiss to his scent gland. His entire body shudders. "So needy. You're lucky you're so cute. Do you want your alpha to make you feel good again, hmm?"
When your tongue licks a stripe on his scent gland, Sukuna groans, head spinning. He hates that when you scent mark him, it makes him feel giddy, like some sort of pathetic school girl. You are supposed to be a quick fuck, and then he was going to leave again, but the way your talking to him, like he really was your omega makes his heart pound in his chest. Would he always feel like this if he were to stay with you? Make this his permanent nest? Be your mate?
A purr rumbles through his chest.
Sukuna never considered having a mate. But alas this is the second time he has had this thoughts. The first when he nearly forced you to bite him, and now, his second heat with you. His sober mind pushed away the thoughts immediately and instead took to hiding from you. But could he do that again? It was borderline unbearable for the omega — it went against what his instincts were screaming at him to do. To be with his alpha.
You nibble on his ear, already pushing back into him and this time Sukuna groans out. His body was angry at him for attempting to go a third round without a break, but he didnt care, it felt too good. His hips push into yours and he hisses when you wrap your hands around his cock.
"How many times do you want to cum today?" You ask, voice breathless as you keep up the ruthless pace that would only please Sukuna. Your movements were quick in pace, jabbing into his sensitive spot without mercy, exactly how he likes it.
His mouth begins to hang open and his eyes hold a glaze to them. Now, he looked more akin to what a normal omega would look like in a heat. He was just a little harder to break down, but his roots were all the same.
Sukuna blinks at your question, slow, mindless. “Mhmmm…a-lot..? Wanna…cum…”
You giggle at the warble, but this time he doesnt say anything snarky in return. In fact, he seems to be pleased at himself for making you laugh. For making you seemingly happy. He tries to lean his head back to scent you, but due to your arm pushing his head into the nest, he doesn't go very far. He growls in displeasure.
You instead lean forward and rub your neck against his, even if there was minimal to no effect in the action. His scent was already so potent you were to be smelling of him for at least a week after his heat. But you indulge him in the instinctual pleasure, and he sighs into what is most likely your dirty shirt. A fucked out smile tugs at his lips, your eyes lighten.
"You're like a grumpy kitten, you know?" You run your fingers through his pink hair, brushing it back. Your movementsof your hips slow slightly, but they are still deep and give Sukuna enough pleasure for him not to whine out. You kiss the back of his neck. "Hiss and claw and bite whatever it sees. But the second the fierce creature gets some warm milk, it's back to being cute and docile, just like you, Sukuna."
Gears are turning in Sukunas head, no doubt from the intensity of his heat, so you wait and continue to brush at his hair and kiss at his neck in time with your thrusts. A couple seconds later he manages to bite back a weak, "Not cute or docile…bastard."
You hum at him, grabbing his chin when his mouth falls open after you seemed to his his prostate. "Docile may not be the best word, sedated maybe. Just need some dick to calm you down." You take a moment to catch your breath, panting slightly into his muscular shoulder. "I can keep you sedated."
"S-Stop babbling nonsense."
"Not just with sex," you continue, releasing an abudance of calming phermones that almost match his intensity. Then you let out a croon, paired with a nearly overdramatic purr. He was too weak to fight his instincts and so practically mewls at the sound, letting out his own purr in return.
"I can keep you calm, make you feel safe." Although you knew you could never be as strong as him, you could try at least. Your hand reaches below him to play with his dick again, and Sukuna jumps. "I'll put up with your hissy fits and your extremely possessive nature. The killing…will be something to be discussed when I'm not inside you."
To this, Sukuna makes a sound that shocks you. He laughs. Its not mocking like they usually were, harsh and mean, instead it more like a giggle, like he truly thought what you said was humorous. You pray it's not the heat talking but you try not to get your hopes up.
Instead, you continue on your rant, now picking up the pace of your hips. You slam into him, restarting the rhythm of the slapping of skin on skin. Sukuna bites the pillow, but you pull his hair back, earning a pained moan from the man. "Y-You can kick me out of my room to build your nest whenever you want. Fuck, I can just permanently sleep on the couch if that'll make you happy."
Sukuna couldnt respond, his eyes were practically rolling back. You were so deep inside him that he could barely think. However, the desperation in your tone, paired with the saturated scent of you trying to please him, conveyed exactly what you were saying to him. He hates that it makes him happy to see you want him, to feel desired by you. It should be an inconvenience, really, but he can't help but feel like his own feelings were being returned.
"F-Fuck, gonna cum again!"
Your hand is rutheless on his cock and your mouth nibbles at his neck. "I'll make you happy, Sukuna, you know that. You just got to let me."
Hes grown dangerously hot and he fees the muscles begin to tense up with his upproaching orgasm. A wracked sob leaves his lips, and he squeezes his eyes shut.
"Be my omega, Sukuna. Let me love you." You dont give him a chance to respond before you dig your teeth into the exactsame spot you marked him just a couple of months ago.
Claws dig into cloth beneath him, and his eyes widen at the pain. But your words paired with the bite send him over the edge, and hes cumming once again, harder than the previous times. Tears stream down his face and he doesnt let out a noise this time – he holds his breath while the pleasure takes over. His hole clentches around you and his legs shake from under you. There is no doubt that more of the nest was stained a milky shade of white.
You slump against him this time, licking at the wound, before rolling off with a sigh. He groans a little when you pull away from him, but your hands travels to his face, rubbing against his cheekbone. Sukuna, for the first time, looks tired, like that orgasm took a toll on him. Although, you have never seen him look so content. A small smile sits contently on his face, and he looks at you with soft eyes.
Then, much to your surprise, the large man grabs onto you and forces you close to him. You yelp in suprise, but he justwraps two sets of arms around your form and buries his face into your neck, taking a long, dramatic inhale and then sighing contently. You pet his hair with a chuckle.
"Are you thinking about my offer? Although, if you did live here we would have to get a bigger apartment…You are too big." The sentence felt ironic considering how small he looked when pressed to close to you. It was strange to see a creature so big act so small, like some sort of overgrown lap dog. He would murder you if he heard you think something like that.
He closes his first set of eyes and peers at you with the second. Then he shakes his head. "I'll think about it. Now let me rest, pathetic alpha."
Maybe it was a naive hope, but Sukuna seemed rather pleased when saying that. It was the closest think to a yes you will get, you kiss at the top of his head and he groans in annoyance. "Yeah, yeah, whiny omega. Go to sleep before you get horny again."
"Dont try to leave the nest. I'm not kidding, I will incapitate you if you try anything funny."
"I won't, you bloodthirsty murderer. Now sleep."
"I'm fucking going!" he mutters and you let out a laugh as he gentle nips at the skin on your neck. He then grabs your hand and forces it on his head, silently demanding you to pet him.
You run your fingers through his short pink hair, and he purrs contently. It doesn't take him long to fall asleep, and you are not far after. You needed to rest before the monster would wake you eight hours later with a flushed face and a wicked grin. You did promise him an abudance of orgasms after all.
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After a hazy five days, Sukuna awakes in the dirty nest. He doesn't feel itchy and disgustingly hot, but his body is sore, and he seems to still be exhausted. You lay draped across him, head on his chest and sleeping soundly, equally spent as he is from keeping up with his demands. The curse stares at you for a long moment before one of his hands comes to trace your cheek, admiring the soft skin and how small you are compared to him. You are too breakable for an alpha, it makes him nervous.
He doesnt think about it when leans forward and gets a good whiff of your scent. The scent of his mate. He purrs quietly to himself, careful not to wake you.
You stirr in his hold and he gulps, eyes flickering toward the door. He could leave if he wanted to, come back for his next heat. You wouldn't send him away, even if you tried with your weak commands, you had a weak heart. A weak, pathetic human alpha loves him — someone unworthy of his own love. Sukuna frowns.
You make a mewling noise and nuzzle into his chest like some sort of cat. Red eyes tear from the door and back to your sleeping face. Sukuna scoffs at you, hating that he found you cute, before pinching your cheeks together that pulls a whine from you. This was the person that was supposedly going to make him feel safe? He laughs.
But the second your tired, fond eyes gaze up at him he unconsciouslly had made his decision.
He tilts your head to the side, four pairs of eyes scanning the smooth skin along your neck. It was too bare. Sukuna had to change that, or else some omegas would get the wrong idea. He flashes his canines, dragging his tongue along them and grinning at your wide eyes.
blurb: You're the queen of Hawkins. Eddie is the town freak. The two of you have a shared secret.
word count: 1,374
AN: I'm so embarrassed I literally just wrote this in a flash bc I saw fanart and edits of rodrick and regina...and I had thoughts. I don't usually do shit like this! Pls comment and reblog if you like.
CW: MDNI, porn without plot, set in y2k/90's era, bullying, reader is a regina george/jennifer check type, reader has a clit, oral sex (f! receiving), cum, humiliation kink, bullying kink, eddie is a virgin, degradation, eddie is very desperate, sub! eddie, dom! reader, etc.
Eddie stares at the door of his locker, brows furrowed as his tongue presses into the side of his cheek. Irritation flows through his body as his brown eyes seem to be glued to the large red letters on his locker.
FREAK.
The word on everyone's lips when they spot the infamous metalhead. He wore it with a sense of pride, but the bullying still weighed on him. Silver chunky rings glint in the light of the hallway as a pointer finger rubs at the letters, the words feeling slightly sticky and waxy. It's lipstick. He huffs a laugh as a smirk falls over his face, his chest tingling.
You.
Eddie opens his locker, tossing his books in the cramped space haphazardly. His mind drifts to thoughts of you, his throat tight and his heart fluttering. You were so far gone from his reach, someone so above him in the Hawkins mythical hierarchy. You walked with a sense of confidence and beauty that was only found in magazines. You curated an image of a beautiful girl who was sweet despite the razor-sharp claws that constantly came out. Your sharp words could cut down someone in seconds.
Eddie nearly melts into his locker at the thought of you. He remembers that fateful night he saw you at Jason's party. You wore something pink and short, showing off your legs. Eddie attended purely to sell. He feels his breath catch in his chest as a lingering memory of your words to him in the dark room flashes through his mind, your growling tone igniting a fire under his skin.
"You tell anyone about this little adventure, Munson, your dick is getting stuffed and hung on my wall."
Eddie has to stop the sigh from escaping his throat and ignore the tightness in his jeans, his want immeasurable. He swallows, grabs his backpack, and throws it over his shoulder as he slams his locker, grateful for the school day ending. He walks, lost in his thoughts, heading for the parking lot, his shoulder bumping against someone. He turns to look down and apologize, but freezes, chest tight.
"Watch where you're going, please?," The voice is saccharine sweet but dripping venom.
You stand there, a sugary sweet smile on your face as your nose is scrunched slightly, showcasing only a hint of the sneer you want so badly to show. Eddie swallows, nodding, muttering apologies as he races off, his cheeks ablaze.
Eddie sits at the bench, leg bouncing as he looks repeatedly at his watch. He tries to stop his shoulders from deflating, swallowing his disappointment. He begins to grab for his things, frozen the moment he hears the whispered, snarky voice near his ear. A shiver runs through him, his back to you.
"Did I say you could leave, Munson?"
Eddie swallows, looking at you slightly over his shoulder, his brown eyes swirling with guilt. "N-no."
A smirk falls across your face. Eddie can only guess your thoughts…'The loudmouth freak with tattoos and a habit for annoying everyone only becomes soft-spoken and nervous around you.' You stand over him as he turns on the bench slowly, looking up at you with smitten eyes, his cheeks pink. Arms crossed, you cock a hip, fixing him with a demeaning look, your lips twitching with amusement.
"Well? Be a good dog and get down from the table."
Eddie flushes red as he scrambles down to the leaf-strewn floor, his jeans marred with dirt now. Jeans are impossibly tight as he ignores the rough dirt and rocks biting into his palms and knees. He sits back on his heels, gaze focused on the ground. Eddie feels one of your high heels lightly press into his thigh. He bites back a whimper, his stomach tightening. A spark ignites when you curl a manicured finger around his pick necklace, allowing him a moment before you tug him up onto his knees violently. Eddie whines, gasping as he meets your challenging gaze. You look bored at first glance, but the joy over his humiliation is clear in your eyes.
You lean in, kissing Eddie. He keeps his hands obediently by his side, his black chipped polish-covered nails biting into his palms. He melts into your touch, relishing in the taste of the cherry lip gloss you often wear. You pull away, nose scrunched in disgust as you stare down at him. Eddie's stomach flips, his mind pathetically focused on you despite your clear displeasure.
"Ew. Did you smoke recently? You taste more like tobacco than usual."
Eddie shrugs one shoulder, clearing his throat as he tries to be nonchalant, the grip on his necklace still there. "I, Uh…yeah. Sorry."
You roll your eyes, sitting back and letting go of his necklace. Eddie looks up at you as you seem to take a glance at your flip phone. Panic settles in as he crawls forward a bit, knowing if he doesn't keep your interest, you're gone. He comes up, leaning his head against your thigh, nearly groaning as he sees the flash of pink lace. His chocolate brown eyes look up at you, pleading as a whine escapes his throat.
"Please…We don't have to kiss. I'll be good."
You smirk, opening your legs slightly as your voice takes on that authoritative tone that makes his mind go blank.
"Mmmm. You're so desperate. It's pathetic, really. You want this pussy?"
Eddie nods, his mouth going dry as his jeans seem to shrink, a hiss coming out between his teeth as his nails dig into the denim. "Please…"
You lean back slightly against the table, your skirt inching up on your thighs. Eddie nearly groans as he can see the slight wetness marring the frilly lace and smell the arousal. Your voice is bored, eyes dancing with something akin to power-hungry lust. "Go ahead. But only over the fabric…I'm not going bare ass on this germ-infested bench."
Eddie comes forward, a tentative lick to your core. The taste of you dances on his tongue, and he has to stop the whining that nearly tumbles from his throat. He continues to lick at your steadily swelling clit, his own cock throbbing in his pants. His mind is lost in a lusty haze, his mouth only focusing on what would please you. He begins sucking your clit through the lace, his own hips twitching, thrusting into nothing.
Manicured fingers scratch at his scalp, causing him to moan against your core, the sensation rippling pleasure across his skin. You moan softly, chuckling at his desperation. Your voice is coyingly sweet as he continues to focus his effort, his cock rubbing painfully against his jeans as his hands decide to grip the ground, dirt building up under his nails. "God, you're so desperate. No wonder you're a pathetic virgin. Bet you jerk off thinking of me."
Eddie whimpers at the words, grateful his face is partially hidden under your skirt as he swirls his tongue around your clit. The tip of his cock is weeping with precum, hopelessly seeking friction against his restraining clothing. He sucks desperately as you moan softly, your hips rolling up slightly to meet his mouth. Eddie's hips fervently grind against nothing, the edge of his pleasure so visible. Whimpers vibrate against your core, causing you tug at his hair, finally pushing him over the edge. He sees stars as he falls apart beneath you, painting the inside of his boxers. You sigh as he moans loudly during his orgasm, head lolling back as you reach your own peak.
Eddie shivers, heaving breaths to try to regain his composure. You spend about two seconds breathing in and out before you stand, straightening out your clothing and pulling out a compact mirror before fixing your makeup. You snap the compact shut, grabbing your purse before you pat Eddie's head condescendingly, your voice indifferent despite the heated flush across both your bodies.
"For a freak…you're getting pretty good with your mouth. Keep that up, and I may actually let you fuck me."
Eddie freezes, shock running through him as his head snaps up to see you walking away, fingers waving as you don't even spare him another glance.
You could only caress his cheek while you said sweet words in his ear
You could feel something thick and hot begin to spill over your hand, a smile of victory formed on your face when you saw Dick's state
Messy hair, sweaty body and his body shaking
You had done a great job
"You did very well darling, but you made a big mess, you better start cleaning up now"
You said as you grabbed a small piece of his seed in your fingers and put them in his mouth
En could only lick your fingers making a face at the salty taste of his semen
Jason Todd ♥︎
You felt your body tremble as you pushed your hips into Jason's body, who was clinging to you, his big arms around your back trapping you completely as he buried his face in your sensitive neck
He was moaning too much from the abuse his prostate was taking from the plastic cock
You grabbed his hips tightly, stopping after one thrust as you heard him moan directly against your ear
You shuddered and gasped the moment he stopped brushing his hoarse voice against your ear and then rested in the curve of your neck
You regulated your breathing as you moved slowly, you knew that at any moment you would lose your composure if he continued like that
Especially if he continued moaning so exquisitely right in your ear
Jason wasn't usually a loud person in bed but, it was his first time trying pegging and it seemed like he really liked it, without realizing it you had stopped
You were now clinging to the body below you
Still in ecstasy, Jason pulled his face from your neck to look at you confused by your state
At the beginning of the night you were excited to try this but now it seemed like you were about to have a seizure
"(Name)?"
He asked as he looked at you and placed himself in a more comfortable position for the two of you
"Just a minute please" You said softly "just one..."
After a while you opened your eyes and saw how pretty your boyfriend looked below you, disheveled hair, his toned body covered in sweat and a small trail of saliva falling down his cheek
"Sorry Jason, it's just that..." you swallowed trying to regain your composure "your moans are... like"
"Does it turn you on when I moan out loud and stuff?"
I asked in an ironic tone while looking at you
Your cheeks and ears turned red when you heard Jason mention that little secret that you were hiding for months and that you hadn't planned to tell him, or well not at this moment
You looked away pretending that you didn't feel Jason's gaze, you let out a small nervous laugh before speaking
"Yeah" you mentioned embarrassed "it's a strange fetish I know"
Jason looked at you strangely, he didn't think that was strange, he felt strangely pleased with the idea that his moans were enough to make you feel good
Making his head fill with ideas that he could try after knowing about this strange but curious fetish of yours
"I don't think it's strange" He said before making you approach his chest, a smile formed on his lips before speaking "why don't you make me scream?"
At first you hadn't said anything, your face only turned redder, making Jason think he had pushed you too hard
But he was greatly surprised when you quickly stood up and started thrusting into him again
But this time your thrusts were harder and merciless
"I'll make sure of that"
You continued with your thrusts, not giving him enough time to get used to it
He didn't hold back any moans at that moment, you continued hitting that sweet spot and you could only hear Jason's moans intensifying the closer he got to his orgasm
With this pace you two were going to keep going like this for a long time
And you didn't care at all
Tim Drake ♥︎
"Please," Tim gasped as he lifted his hips, a pathetic moan leaving his lips as you lightly touched his swollen, needy cock.
"What do you want, Tim?"
You said cynically as you looked at him as he begged for you to touch him
"I-I want"
He moaned without being able to articulate his words well, how pathetic
"You want Tim? Use your words"
You teased subtly as you gave him a sweet smile as if you weren't torturing him without touching him
"I want...I-I want you to fuck me, please Just...just do it"
He was a mess, you had fulfilled what you wanted
The Tim who was always focused and serious was now lying on your bed begging for him to put his cock in your tight pussy
"If that's what you want, I'll do it"
You said caressing his blushed cheek
You took off your panties and positioned yourself on top of his lap
You rubbed his cock against your clit and your entrance, you wanted to make him suffer a little before giving him what he wanted
When he was about to protest again you stuck His entire length inside you, drawing out a beautiful moan from he
"Shit...t-it's so tight- Ah!"
You didn't even let him continue, you started moving your hips up and down quickly
His moans only made your desire to destroy him grow more
He was making a lot of noise and you didn't want your neighbors to be bothering you tomorrow, so you decided to put two of your fingers in his mouth to shut him up
Causing him to gag a little, but he still didn't stop and kept sucking your fingers
You looked lustfully at Tim's state, god he looked so pretty like this
You completely ruined Tim Drake
He never looked so enthusiastic about having sex, you rarely got to have a moment alone because he was Red Robin
But now you had managed to have him all to yourself, like this
Now just look at him, behaving like a cheap slut just for you to fuck him
This was just the beginning of what you had planned to do with him
You weren't going to stop until you turned Tim into a slut for you you
Your patience was short and you couldn't wait to do what you wanted the next night
So why didn't you do it now?
I felt like a fucking slut while writing this
This is my first time writing smut, sorry if it looks like shit, If you have any smut requests I'll be happy to do them (better if it's from sub character × dom! reader :33)
