Bf!Sukuna makes you cum after you argue with him!!!
tags: smut, fingering, hatefuck (kinda), angry sukuna, you love making him mad, fem reader
Let's be honest. You love irritating Sukuna. The way he raises his voice at you with that stern expression isn't especially delightful, but the attention is. You just couldn't help but love it.... the tension, the attention. It was all just delectable <3
However, it's just been too long since the two of you had a really good fight. You ponder, rolling over on your mattress. What will make him completely lose it? You could 'accidentally' break something, but no, that's so cliché. Maybe leave your dirty dishes on the table? Well, even that ploy is embarrassingly overused....
Frustrated, you decide to get up and wash some laundry until an absolutely legendary idea strikes you.
There it is!!! His favorite black robe, lying over the dryer. Sukuna wears this thing like a second skin--he'd be devasted if something happened to it. A downright devilish grin spreads across your face.
Reaching for the bleach, you unscrew the cap and carefully pour the tiniest bit of liquid onto the garment--enough to anger him, but also not so much that you couldn't pass it off as a 'mistake'.
Patiently, you lie in wait in the bedroom. Soon enough, you hear the unmistakable noise of Sukuna's keys in the lock, and you feel almost giddy. Making his way to the bedroom, Sukuna greets you, then heads to the bathroom for his routine after work shower.
Listening to the gentle patter of the water, you're practically teeming with excitement. He's going to be so, so angry. Eventually, the water stops and Sukuna steps out the shower. Absentmindedly, he reaches into the small linen closet for his robe. He doesn't even notice the stain at first, but once he turns towards the mirror, he's already fucking livid.
"Woman, what have you done this time?" His voice has an uncomfortably cruel chill to it.
"Oh 'Kuna, don't be mad. I was a bit clumsy earlier today when I was doin' the laundry."
He just glares at you. So, you decide to push further.
"I did you a favor though, honestly. It's time for you to toss that tacky rag."
And just like that, he's roaring to life.
Storming towards you, his voice fills the room. "Do you find it amusing to tarnish my belongings?" His eyes are wild, and you can tell that he's had a long day.
Stepping so close to him that you can feel his breath graze your neck, you whisper, "Of course I do, baby."
In one swift motion, he's grabbed your hair and pinned you to the wall. Hastily, Sukuna pulls your tiny shorts down, along with your panties. "Unless you want me to throw you out of the house like this, you're going to behave for me. Am I clear?"
You nod greedily.
Deftly, he pushes two of his thick, rough fingers inside of your dripping cunt. "Already fuckin' wet. Whore." You mewl sweetly, clearly enjoying yourself. His fingers feel so much better when he's angry. Sukuna starts pumping his digits into you, maintaining an unsettling amount of eye contact. When his fingers brush against those sensitive nerves in the back of your pussy, your legs quiver. Taunting you, he mutters, "You like this so much, don't you? Nasty girl."
Just when you're about to hiss out a salty response, he speeds up. As if his fingers slamming inside of you weren't enough, his palm is also slapping up against your sensitive clit. Messily, you groan, "More, Sukuna, I need more--"
"My fucking bad girl wants to cum?" Eyes bleary, you eagerly shake your head yes. So, Sukuna picks up the pace to a relentless speed, all while managing to circle his thumb around your clit. Back arching against the wall, you buck your hips wildly into his fingers, just to get a little extra stimulation. And, as the sounds of his fingers plunging into you grows louder, you feel yourself growing so close.
Observing your erratic bucking, Sukuna lowers his head to your neck. Roughly, he bites and presses sloppy kisses into your skin the way he only does when you anger him. "If you don't cum right fucking now, you aren't gonna cum for a very long time."
And just like that, your orgasm hits you like a truck. Blissfully unaware of just how loud you're being, sultry moans spill from your lips while your pussy quivers around Sukuna's fingers. He hums in satisfaction, still fucking his fingers into you a bit. Coming down from your high, your hips stutter and you become acutely aware of how fatigued you are. With a sigh, your legs give way, and Sukuna scoops you up.
"Oh poor baby," he mocks. "Good thing I'm here to pick you up, huh?"
"Thank you," You whisper weakly. In the back of your mind, you wonder if Sukuna knows you do all this shit on purpose just for things to turn out this way.
He definetley does, and he likes it just as much as you do
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a/n: feedback is appreciated! hope you enjoyed :P
