now that that's out of the way, i think i wanna start a convict!sukuna x nurse!reader series. i started a google doc and ideas for it keep poppin gin my little brain
Was listening to sunspots by nine inch nails and it made me think about having nasty, dirty, hot and steamy, skin sticking, angry sex with Sukuna.
(wc:5.1k)
𖤓 ｡𖦹°‧ ⋆☀︎.𖤓 ｡𖦹°‧ ⋆☀︎.𖤓 ｡𖦹°‧ ⋆☀︎.
If you were being honest, you could barely remember what argument you were having with Sukuna. One moment you were yelling in his face, the next, he had you shoved up against the kitchen counter with a hand around your neck and his tongue licking your teeth.
Had you been able to see beyond your own anger you would've noticed that your husband wasn't entirely present in the conversation. The closer you had gotten to him the less red his eyes became. His pupils dilated, swallowing the red of his irises and his breaths had shallowed. In the next moment he closed the already small space between you and pressed his mouth against yours. On instinct your mouth falls open, and you suck on his tongue as it glides over the space that he knows with absolute certainty.
Snapping back to yourself, you shove Sukuna back. You stare at him hard as both of your chests heave. You open your mouth to speak but he beats you to it.
"Use it." A look of confusion must cross your face because he persists.
"Use your safe word and I'll back off. We can go back to whatever tedious argument you insist on having and do our regular song and dance. I'll sit here and let you me curse me out, then I'll insult you, so you can leave just to come back home a few days later."
He breathes deeply and takes a step closer, walking you back into the kitchen counter. The look on his face is one of total smugness. His slitted brow is raised, and he looks down his nose at you. As if the look wasn't enough, he continues to talk.
"So, go ahead and use your safe word. But I know you won't. Because you love the thrill this gives you."
The edge of the counter starts to bite into your lower back, and your vision practically tunnels as you glare at Sukuna. He is an arrogant son a bitch and he knows exactly what buttons to push to get a reaction out of you.
Your hand moves entirely on its own. The only indication of what happened is the sound of skin on skin and the sting you now feel in your palm.
Like the absolute wall of muscle that he is, Sukuna takes the blow unflinchingly. If you didn't know better, you might have thought that you'd imagined it seeing as how he didn't move an inch.
Without another word you push past Sukuna and make your way to your shared bedroom. Your husband stays rooted to the spot and lets the bite of your hand against his face settle in before he follows you.
As you cross the threshold, the idea to close the door behind you crosses your mind but you think better of it. A closed door isn't going to be enough to stop him if he really wants to get in. A quieter part of you also knows that you don't want to stop him.
You walk towards your closet, reach in and pull out a suitcase that's tucked away in the very back. It lay on the floor unzipped and splayed open like a book as clothes are yanked from their hangers and thrown down into it.
Sukuna finally makes his way to the shared bedroom but lingers just outside, watching you. Making himself comfortable, he leans against the doorway and smiles condescendingly. It seemed he hadn't gotten his fill earlier because he opens his mouth again to taunt you.
"There's no place for you to go. You can leave the house, the city, hell, even the state, but you'll come back. You always do sweetheart."
When the two of you first got together, you used to melt when he called you that. It had sounded so genuine and caring. You had been naive and loving and sweet, which is exactly where the nickname came from. Right now, ironically, it just sounded like a slap in the face. His voice simply dripped with patronage and arrogance.
"I know you want this just as much as I do." He gestures between the two of you. "I know you need it."
"Besides, the last time I checked, slapping me doesn't count as a legitimate safe word. Not when I know how you like to play rough."
At this point you were practically shaking with anger. Slamming the suitcase shut, you turn to face him fully rather than looking over your shoulder. You closed the distance between the two of you with purposeful and steady steps. Once you were close enough you got into his space for the second time that day. Thrusting your finger into his chest, you spoke with fervor.
"I used to be someone I was proud of. Now I just look at you, and I see everything I've done wrong in my life. All the friends I lost, the family I cut off. I stopped caring about myself and the people around me."
When you were younger, you got sucked into Sukuna's influence like a planet orbiting a star. He had shone so brightly and you'd made him the center of your life. Your reason for being. Without him, everything felt cold and lifeless. In a sense, Sukuna made it—made you—feel real. But in the same way a star burned, he burned. He burned everything unfortunate enough to get too close.
Looking at him now, you could still understand what had drawn you into him. But all stars are bound to burn out and die at some point, and with you inside his gravitational pull, you were certainly going to burn alongside him.
Your voice was low and steady when you spoke this time.
"You've changed me into someone I don't recognize, and I hate you for that."
The look that Sukuna gives you isn't one that you would've expected. He doesn't look excited or goading; he looks accepting. As if that was the only reasonable response you could've given him. His only reply before he closes the distance between you is,
"I'll live."
Nothing about this kiss is soft. It's all teeth and spit and tongue. As Sukuna tastes the inside of your mouth, he walks you towards the wall adjacent to the door. Your back gives a silent thud against the wall and he cradles your face with his left hand and grips the hair at the base of your skull in a tight fist with his right.
Sukuna pulls back just couple inches in order to look at you. Except he won't let his eyes catch yours. His gaze travels over and through you, as if he's planning out exactly how to devour you whole.
Leaning back in, Sukuna pulls your lip between his teeth and bites—hard. At the same time, he tugs at the hair locked in his grasp. The sound that escapes you is a mix of a gasp and a whimper that you can't quite catch before it hit the air.
He moves from your mouth to the side of your face to lick the shell of your ear and nibble on the lobe. His left hand moves from your face to your waist to brace you as the hand in your hair pulls to give himself full access to the skin of your neck.
Sukuna begins to mouth his way down your throat stopping to suck and bit the skin with the intention of leaving bruises. One particular bite makes you suck in air between your clenched teeth. Sukuna licks and kisses the injury soothingly.
Once he reached your sternum, his hand leaves your waist to push up your shirt up and shove it between your lips to act as a makeshift gag.
You rarely wore undergarments in the house and today was no exception. Having Sukuna as your husband meant that your clothes were liable to be ripped if he ever got impatient enough. Being manhandled was usually a turn on but you could only lose so many good bras and panties before you just about gave up on wearing them altogether.
Despite the heat rolling off your husband in waves, your nipples hardened in anticipation.
Sukuna's hand back came to rest at your waist and his thumb pressed into the flesh. He watched as it gave way to his touch and the corners of his mouth lifted.
Returning his focus back to your breasts, he released his grip on your hair and instead began to pinch and pull your nipple.
Sukuna leaned in to lick the space between your breasts and blew on it softy. Despite his breath being warm, the skin felt cold. Your reaction was immediate, and an uncontrollable shiver tore up your spine.
You heard a low chuckle and opened your eyes to look down at Sukuna. You hadn't even noticed that your eyes had closed. Sunlight shone through the windows and cast beams across his face. He looked ethereal. The red in Sukuna's irises looked vermillion and all encapsulating. Your eyes traced the tattoos the lined his jaw.
Your breathing had noticeably shallowed and then grew almost ragged when Sukuna pulled your unattended other nipple into his mouth. His teeth caught on your nipple, and you keened at the sensation, arching into it. Sukuna released your nipple to lick around your areola and suck it deeper into his mouth, hallowing his cheeks before switching to your other breast.
His left hand came up from your waist to sooth the pain that had begun to bloom in where he toyed with your breast. Sukuna repeated his ministrations he'd done on one nipple to the other.
Once he felt your breasts had been thoroughly abused and soothed, he began to push your shorts down your thighs. He followed the fabric to the floor and kneeled in front of you, looking up at you.
He helped you step out of the shorts and threw them somewhere across the room. Looking at you expectantly while your hands pressed against his shoulders, Sukuna watches you a bit before he speaks.
"As much as I enjoy shutting you up, I want to hear your voice before it goes hoarse from screaming my name."
In your haze, you'd forgotten the shirt he'd shoved into your mouth. You unclenched your jaw and let the fabric fall to meet your stomach. Giving Sukuna one last look, you pulled the shirt up and over your head.
While your vision is blocked, you feel Sukuna press his teeth against your hip. He doesn't bite you but the threat of it is there. Your pulse jumps in your throat and your cunt clenches around nothing.
Sukuna's hands had found a resting place on the back of your thighs. Gently massaging the flesh.
Once your shirt is off, Sukuna takes your leg and places it over his shoulder. Holding onto your ankle, he waits until your balance before he grips the base of your ass and squeezes it.
The two of you have had se countless times but you always get a little shy when he's this close to your pussy. Especially when he stares like he's doing now.
A small smile touches his lips when he speaks,
"You're fucking soaked brat." He was right. You could feel the cool air against your lips as your core dripped with arousal. Sukuna dragged a finger from your entrance to your clit, slipping between your lips and parting the wetness. For a few moments he stayed there and continued rubbing his finger back and forth, collecting the slick before he brought it to his lips.
"Fuuck" He groaned. "Your cunt gets better each time I taste it."
Leaning in, he replaced his finger with his tongue and began to lick from your entrance to your clit like he'd done before. Each time he reached the top of your mound, he'd pause to gently suck on your clit. Every so often he'd nip on it to hear to you whimper.
"Stop teasing Kuna." You huffed. As good as it felt, you needed him to really touch you. The soft licks and kisses he was giving you didn't match the need you felt.
He snickered, "Impatient, are we? Fine then."
It was then that he began to eat you out with zeal. He made out with your cunt, licking and sucking harsher than he had been before. Where his movements had been soft and slow, now he was moving with earnest. He was drinking your arousal with full gulps and dragging his nose across your clit.
Your hips jerked when he brought his hand from your thigh to thumb at your hole. He was touching around where you needed him rather than giving you what you needed.
Growling, you dug your hands into his hair and tugged. Sukuna grunted deeply and pushed his middle and ring finger into your pulsing pussy.
"Oh my god... yesssss." You sighed and let you head hit the wall behind you.
Sukuna watched as your eyes fluttered closed and he grinned against your core.
He pushed his fingers in to the knuckles and curled the digits, feeling for the spongey spot along your walls. When he found it he honed it on it and didn't let up. At the same time, he began to flick your clit with his tongue, shaking his head back and forth.
The dual sensations made a scream tear from your throat and you arched off of the wall. The hand gripping you ass pushed you further into his mouth and your voice began to pitch as you felt a pressure building low.
"Kuna—shit—I'm close." You whined as you head felled forward.
He pulled away only for a second, continuing his ministrations with his fingers, and smirked, saying,
"I know sweetheart. You're gripping my fingers like you'retrying to push them out."
A breathy whine left your throat as you felt your orgasm just out of reach. You were oh so close. Gripping your husband's pink locks, you brought his face back to your weeping cunt and started to grind against him. He groaned and spoke into your core.
"Just like that brat. Take what you want."
You felt your orgasm crest, and it hit you like a wave. Again, you screamed, and you tugged Sukuna's hair as your eyes slammed shut and white exploded behind your eyes.
Your husband continued licking and kissing your clit, pushing you into overstimulation. You gasped and fell forward, folding over Sukuna as he toyed with your oversensitive clit. You rake your nails over his back in an attempt to and ground yourself.
When Sukuna finally pulls away, his face is soaked and you clenched at the sight. A string of saliva connects his chin to your mound, and you shiver.
The look in Sukuna's eyes is ravenous.
Carefully, he maneuvers you down to the floor with him, laying you down on your back. He's still kneeling between your legs while he pulls his shirt above his head and tosses it somewhere in the room. He pushes his sweats down just enough to free himself from his boxers.
From where you lay, you can see a bead of precum sitting on his flushed tip.
One at a time, Sukuna takes your legs and pushes them to your chest to fold you in half. He leans forward and firmly grasps the bases of his dick, supporting his weight on his other hand. Slowly, he drags the tip through your folds to spread the mess of his spit and your slick. When he's sufficiently wet his tip, he gives it a few sharp slaps against your still sensitive clit. It makes you gasp and jerk beneath him.
Leaning forward fully, he lines himself up with your entrance and begins to push into you slowly.
Even after having already cum, the head of him still feels like a stretch.
Sukuna has length and girth. Foreplay is a requirement if you don't want to tear.
Once the tip was fully in, he pulled back almost fully, before rocking forward again. He repeated this several times, feeding a few more inches into your cunt with each thrust until he was fully sheathed inside of you.
You sighed contentedly as you felt his tip kiss your cervix and pulsed around him in anticipation.
Sukuna hissed at the sensation and let his head fall forward. His fingers gripped the floor where they lay next to your hips.
He gave an experimental thrust, letting the feeling of your velvety walls envelope him.
It was only when he fully lifted his weight just to drop back down that you noticed he had you in a mating press.
Sukuna continued to thrust into you deeply, splitting you open on his dick. Scrambled for purchase, your hands found his muscled back. With each pound into your core, you dug your nails further into the flesh.
He hissed at the sensation and only pressed into you harder. There were definitely going to be red scratches scattered throughout his tattoos by tomorrow.
You looked down at where the two of you were connected and felt your breath get knocked from your lungs.
Each time his hips met yours, you saw the head of his cock peek out from your tummy. You were absolutely mesmerized by the sight of it.
Sukuna followed your gaze and chuckled. He brought a hand up to press into the bulge.
"You feel that? That's me carving myself into you. That's me ruining you for anyone else. Only I can give you what you need."
Sliding his hand lower, he began to thumb at your clit. You moaned and arched up into him.
With how close you two were your breaths began to mingle and the air around you felt humid. Sweat clung to your skin and made hair stick to Sukuna's forehead.
He leaned down to steal a kiss, continuing to play with your clit. You moaned deeply into his mouth and he swallowed the sound.
It didn't take long for you to feel a familiar pressure begin to build back up. You were still sensitive from your last orgasm and hadn't gotten a chance to fully recover.
Sukuna, feeling your cunt grip him, broke the kiss and continued his ministrations, pushing you closer to your peak. Your moans turned to keening whines. Your orgasm was on the tip of your tongue, and you could just barely taste it.
Toes curled, eyes screwed shut, you braced for your second orgasm. Except it didn't come.
Everything had come to a halt. The sounds of slapping skin had quieted, and Sukuna's thumb simply rested atop your bundle of nerves rather than circling it. The only sounds left are your shared breathes.
Your eyes fly open and you look at your husband in disbelief and indignation. He returns your glare with a smug look of his own.
Sukuna full on laughs in your face.
"What? You thought I'd let you finish that easily? You don't get to slap me and expect to be rewarded afterwards."
Your breathing is ragged and it takes you a second to even remember that you'd struck him. Sure enough, you could see the imprint your hand left on his face. It had been hidden behind your thigh when his face was between them earlier.
A scowl forms on your face and you speak before you can think better of it.
"Are you serious right now Kuna?"
"Very" He replies matter-of-factly.
A frustrated grunt leaves you as you try to shift and grind against him. Seeking out friction on your own.
Sukuna's hand shoots out and presses your hip into the floor with a bruising grip.
He tuts disapprovingly and draws his brows together in faux disappointment.
"If you want me to make you cum, you need to beg for it. Show me exactly how bad you want it and just how remorseful you are."
His lips split into a heinous grin, watching your expression.
A twitch inside pussy gives away just how close he had been himself. Having you cum on his tongue always got him rock hard and practically rapacious.
You gave a frustrated huff and licked your lips. Sukuna's eyes dropped to track the movement.
He was just as hungry for release as you were. He had yet to finish and his appetite was voracious.
In the time he spent watching your movements, he had unconsciously leaned back to get a comphrensive view and left his arms unguarded. Noticing his distraction, you slowly dragged your hands from where they settled on his back and brought them around to lay against his pecs.
You let a pout slide onto your face, your bottom lip jutting out slightly. Your voice was soft and steady as you spoke.
"Sukuna you're, right. I'm sorry, but I really need to cum."
He looked at you skeptically. It was clear he was incredulous at your immediate readiness to do as he asked.
He opened his mouth to voice his doubt but never got the chance to.
One second, he was leaning over you, the next you had pushed one his supporting arms out from under him. Sukuna toppled forward, just barely moving to the side in time before his face smashed into yours. Taking advantage of his confusion, you rolled the two of you over so that you were on top.
It took some work to make sure no limbs got caught in the short scuffle. But it played out exactly as you wanted it to.
Triumphantly, you beamed down at Sukuna. You straddled his waist with him still secured safely inside you. Sukuna huffed up at you with genuine bewilderment.
"So what's your plan now brat? We both know you don't have the stamina to ride me are get yourself off properly."
As much as you hate to admit it, he's right. There's a reason why he topped most often. Knowing this though, you'd planned to use it to your advantage.
Ignoring him, you began to move. Not lifting yourself up, but grinding down into him. This way you'd still be able to feel the delicious stretch of his dick without giving him the satisfaction of your walls gliding against the full length of him.
He began to understand what you were doing when you brought a hand to you front to circle your clit. Your other hand reached behind you to brace against his thigh.
With your head thrown back, moaning unabashedly, you're unable to catch the sly grin that spreads across your husband's face.
He lets you work yourself closer to an orgasm. Having been previously denied sweet release, you buck desperately into your own hand. Sweat starts to bead on your forehead with the effort and concentration you exercise.
Distantly you recognize Sukuna's hands gripping your waist and rubbing slow circles up and down your back.
Your pussy pulsated vigorously around his shaft, and you heard Sukuna grunt under you.
Your next breath caught in your throat as you felt yourself be snatched forward by unseen hands.
Sukuna's arms wrapped around your torso in an ironclad bear hug. He leaned up to whisper in your ear once his tattooed chdst met your own.
"I meant it when I said that you weren't going to finish unless I allowed it, brat."
At his words, you screamed in frustration. Twice now, he'd denied you an orgasm.
He spoke with a huff of laughter, "It was a cute attempt though." His voice took on a more serious tone when he spoke again.
"Since you need to cum so bad, I'll give you what you want. But you should know to be careful of what you wish for."
Without another word, he brings his knees in to lift his hips and begins to jackhammer into you.
You gasp and shove you face into the space between his shoulder and the side of his face, throwing your arms around his neck.
Your mouth drops open in a silent scream at the feeling of him plowing up into you. Having already been so close to the edge, you clamp around him hard enough that he has to slow his pace momentarily.
He curses under his breath and draws his arms around you tighter.
Your orgasm slams into you like a truck and bite down onto think black ink that decorates Sukuna's neck. Your teeth bare down just shy of breaking the skin. The pain sends your husband toppling over the edge after you. Warmth floods into your core as Sukuna cums inside you with a strangled groan.
Beneath you, he continues to fuck his seed deeper into you. Each time you feel a bit dribble out and run down your leg, he's right there thrusting more into its place.
When his pace doesn't slow and he seems to thrust deeper than before, you understand what he meant when he told you, " Be careful of what you wish for". He planned on pushing you into overstimulation. You feel yourself constrict at the realization.
He groans directly into your ear and the sound zips straight to your pussy.
"Such a greedy cunt you have brat. You just came and she's still asking for more."
The words barely registered in your brain as you moaned deeply, and your eyes rolled back into your skull.
The wet sounds of sex filled the room and too quickly you felt pleasure mounting low in your gut. You barely had time to recognize your impending orgasm before it hit you.
Again, you felt yourself constrict around your husband as he continued his assault on your still weeping hole. His brutal pace didn't slow or falter while he helped you ride out your orgasm.
You buried your face into his neck and felt a wetness spread across your cheeks. In haze of your orgasm, you had started crying. Your husband clearly felt it because he slows his thrusts and peels an arm from your back and lifts your head from his neck to look at you.
Sweat covers your bodies and plasters your skin together. When you meet your husband's gaze you seen a glossy sheen covering his face from the proximity and intense movement.
Sukuna's eyes around your face before they land of your eyes where tears slowly roll down your cheeks. He smiles softly, and something akin to reverence graces his features.
Leaning in, you think he's about to kiss you again, but instead he licks up the side of your face. He savors the salt of your tears on his tongue.
"You look breathtaking." He says it just above a whisper. Despite there only being the two of you in the room, you feel the rest of the world fall away in that moment. Sukuna has your full attention, and you his.
Your arms loosen from their hold around his neck to gently caress his face. Your husband was infuriating, but there was a reason you married him. For all the shit he put you through, you still loved each other, even if you showed it in a funny way.
Tears continued to fall as you pressed your lips to his. He pressed into your mouth, and you felt his tongue delicately lap at your lips. A silent request and you granted it. You let you mouth fall open and suck on Sukuna's tongue. He grunts into your mouth and his thrusting gradually picking up pace.
You kiss him harder, feeling a third orgasm begin to swell. You moan into Sukuna's mouth as the pleasure begins to reach a fever pitch. You were going to cum harder than before, and he could feel it in the way your pussy pulsed rhythmically around him.
"I know wife. You're so close. Just a bit more." He spoke into the kiss, refusing to give you more room than absolutely necessary.
Beneath you, he was starting to reach his limit too. His thrusts had lost their regularity, and he was pushing himself deeper into you.
In order to make sure that you finished first, he angled his hips, looking for the spot he'd targeted with his fingers earlier. Once he found it, he began to abuse it thoroughly, each thrust pressing deep into the spongey flesh.
In an instant, you felt your world fracture. Your entire body locked up, and you heard a scream somewhere beyond your consciousness. The feeling of your cunt clenching around your husband cock and his lips against yours was all your brain could register.
You felt Sukuna groan more than you heard it. It was deep guttural, splintering off into sound that suspiciously resembled a whine.
With a jerk of his hips, Sukuna shot his cum deep inside your womb. You felt the warmth of it spread as he continued to give you slow shallow thrusts, helping to ride out your shared orgasm.
His hips twitched and jolted as the sensitive head of his cock bobbed inside of you. More spurts of his seed launch into you with the aftershocks of your release.
The two of you stayed like that, with his cum slowly leaking out of you for what felt like hours. It was likely only minutes, but you let the feeling of blissful satisfaction lap at your slowly lulling senses. Your muscles had fully relaxed and you leaned the entirety of you weight into your husband. Sleep made itself known at the hazy edges of your vision.
Sensing your drifting, Sukuna spoke softly into your ear,
"You can't go to sleep yet brat. I still have to get us cleaned up."
He slowly began to pull out, and a disgruntled sound left your lips before shifting into a low hiss. The both of you were still sensitive it seemed and an ache in your muscles had begun to settle in.
Once Sukuna was fully unsheathed, his cum began to flow more freely. You could feel it dribble out of you and spatter onto the floor beneath you.
Slowly, Sukuna sat up with you still in his lap.
"Wrap your legs around me."
Without any hesitation, you did exactly that as he carefully rose from the spot the two of you had claimed on the floor for the past hour or so.
Closing your eyes, you laid your head on his shoulder and let him carry you.
"Your cunt is dripping everywhere." Sukuna huffs a laugh.
"Whose fault is that?" You shoot back with a mumble.
"I wasn't complaining." The mirth in his voice was evidant.
"Mmm"
"I'm gonna start a bath for us because I don't think you can stand long enough to be productive in the shower."
He was right. You were glad he was carrying you to the bathroom, because you doubtlessly would not have made the trek there yourself.
Reaching the bathroom, Sukuna placed you on the counter and you leaned back against the cold mirror. A shiver rolled down your spine, but your eyes continued to flutter closed.
Distantly, you heard that sound of the bath filling with water, but you had already drifted asleep by the time your husband placed you in the water.
𖤓 ｡𖦹°‧ ⋆☀︎.𖤓 ｡𖦹°‧ ⋆☀︎.𖤓 ｡𖦹°‧ ⋆☀︎.𖤓 ｡𖦹°‧ ⋆☀︎.
Oh my gosh this took more time that I assumed it would. Let me know if you guys like it. I feel like i did too much and too little at the same time. This is my first time posting smut so I'm extra nervy abt this one
he was feral for you but he never wanted to overstep it.
after finally bagging you — he knew he couldnt fumble, you were just too perfect too innocent and kind for a guy like him.
so when one night you said you wanted him to go raw in you — he absolutely lost it.
the foreplay was quick, he wanted to be patient but he couldnt. he wanted to go in so fast but you wanted to toy with him. kissing his neck so slowly while leaving hickeys and grinding on his crotch
“baby come on… fuck, i love youre kisses doll but let me see that pussy yeah?”
shaking your head on his neck, you straighten to look up at him while still pressing your clothed mound on his covered hard on — aching through his jeans.
“why so impatient? its just normal sex isnt it?”
he groans at that, his head tipping back while the grip on your waist tightens.
giggling while unzipping his jeans, you slowly pry off him to lower down the fabric of his black boxers and look at the inches hard in glory.
“youre very eager arent you?” you muse, passing a thumb on the tip of— but to be honest? you were petrified. your boyfriend was big, you knew that and he knew that, the problem is going in raw? no rubber or lube of the condom will make the process any easier.
spoiler alert: it didnt.
his cock was filling your walls whole. the skin to skin contact drove you insane. you panted as he smacked his hips on yours, pistoning at a pace not even he knew he could reach.
“fuckk- love this pussy, why didnt we do this earlier? you drive me so crazy baby” sukuna mumbles incoherently, his words babbling as he grunts while you moan, gripping onto his back like a life line.
“so good… im almost there kuna please” you whine, the sensations fill you whole.
it was too good to be true, his alarming pace and the sounds coming out of you made him and yourself insane. after coming at the same time he drapes himself over you.
“did so well f’ me princess… we need to do it more often” he purrs, his voice hoarse as he nuzzles into your neck, breathing heavily.
you let out a small giggle as your hands find his pink spiky hair. the two of you are so sticky from sweat and arousal but you could care less…
..the plan b can come later.
⟢ 𝗆𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌: this is so ass but i got inspired by the book im reading and i love frat kuna so much so i was like why not! anyways i think i need to stick to smaus because this writing career aint for me🙂↔️
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