⛌⛌⛌ The Slutty Misadventures of Lawyer!Reader ⛌⛌⛌
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╰┈➤Pairings: Criminal!Sukuna × Lawyer!Reader
╰┈➤Rating: Explicit (MDNI) 18+
╰┈➤Content Warnings: f!reader, explicit sexual content, I gave sukuna a tongue piercing for reasons, pwp, ass eating, ass fingering, pussy smacking, piv, size kink, incorrect depictions of the justice system
╰┈➤WC: 2k
Lawyer!Reader’s Other Misadventures: Higuruma & Nanami // Choso // Geto // Gojo
art credits to @/neverisa
Okay, so maybe fucking the guy on trial for murder in the bathroom of the courthouse wasn’t your brightest idea. But, in your defense, he’s really hot. Pink hair all fluffed up, crimson eyes, and a roguish grin that’s clearly accustomed to dropping panties. You could see the hints of tattoos peaking out from the collar and cuffs of his crimson silk button-down shirt. Then, there’s the loop going through his eyebrow and the little ball piercing his tongue. Plus, the scar just under his eyebrow and another small one over his upper lip. Not to mention his huge, beefy body. The man is fucking thick and ripped. You’d never seen such a big man before in your life.
Although he may be hot, that wasn’t what led to you being bent over the bathroom counter, door locked, while he eats your ass like he means it. No, it was the sheer audacity of him.
“Hey beautiful, you got a light?” He asked, head tilting. He held up a pack of unopened Newport 100s and slapped them against his palm to pack them.
“Think they’re just gonna let you out of the building?” You asked skeptically, an eyebrow arching up. “Who are you even?” You’d seen him on the news and knew he’s on trial for murder, but for the life of you, you couldn’t recall his name.
“Name’s Sukuna. Ryomen Sukuna.” He gave you a smile that could only mean trouble, his ruby eyes glinting with smug mischief. Waving the cigarettes, he said, “Out on bail, technically. Not under arrest unless they find me guilty, which they won’t. They ain’t got shit on me. Nothing that’s gonna turn a jury, anyway.”
“Oh, and you’re so sure,” you bit back. Rolling your eyes, you added sarcastically, “Yeah, and I’m gonna bend over and let you fuck me stupid.”
He nodded like he was 100% certain, not a care in the world or a modicum of concern that he’d actually end up behind bars. Just who the fucking hell did this guy think he was? “Oh, I am gonna be acquitted of all charges. Just you see, baby cakes,” he says roguishly, the white of his teeth bright in the curve of his mouth. “And maybe you will bend over for me, and you don’t know it yet,” he teased, slowly backing you against the wall. Your back hit the cool wood paneling and a thrill went down your spine, his hot breath caressing your ear as he whispered, “Ever have your ass eaten by someone with a tongue piercing?” You froze, a reaction he took advantage of by nipping on your ear and then swiping over it with his tongue, showing off said piercing.
Now that, that’s how you ended up bent over the sink of the bathroom, door locked, as Sukuna’s long, tongue swirls around the rim of your puckered hole while he kneels behind you. He’s got your little pencil skirt rucked up to your hips, your panties tugged to the side with a single finger hooked through them. The metal bead on his tongue is slightly cooler, smooth—a novel sensation. The little metal ball teases that sensitive circle, making your cunt clench around nothing. You’re starting to drip down your thighs, slick coating your folds. The way he tongues your asshole makes your knees shake, makes the hollow empty in your guts sharper. Fuck, you want him inside you.
You’re sure his cock is huge. It has to be.
But then he grabs an asscheek in each hand to spread them farther apart and groans as he pushes his tongue inside. You cry out, hips jerking at the intrusion, your hands gripping the counter so hard your knuckles are blanched. Sukuna keeps your ass cheeks spread, huge hands massaging them, as he fucks his tongue deeper into you. The sensation of his tongue piercing the way he works you’re your hole over, is like nothing you’ve ever felt before. Your eyes squint shut, a moan slipping out as his fingers sink into your soft skin hard enough to leave marks. One hand lifts, just high enough to smack down hard against the soft curve of flesh.
You cry out again, wanting to get some friction between your thighs, right against your poor neglected clit which is throbbing under your folds from the lack of attention. There’s gonna be a stinging handprint on your ass for the rest of the day; you can tell.
“Please,” you beg, your cunt aching to be filled. “Please, Sukuna, fuck me.”
He chuckles, releasing your ass just to give your pussy a sharp little smack. His tongue slowly withdraws from you and he stands up only to hunch over you, pressing you down hard against the counter. He grinds his hard cock against your aching center and even through the clothes you can tell he’s huge.
“Fuckin’ slutty little thing,” he practically growls in your ear, “So desperate for cock.” He chuckles again, “Should just keep eating your ass and letting your cunt suffer empty.” His lashes tickle your neck as he continues, “Bet you’re a fuckin’ brat. Lawyers always are. Bet you’re uptight too.”
“Am not,” you grouse petulantly, proving his point.
You let out a little whimper as he leans back to undo his belt and pull his cock out. The impressive length slaps up against your dripping pussy and he grinds himself against you. Fuuuuuuck. He really is huge. The biggest you’ve ever felt. He’s absurdly thick and long, the veins along his shaft prominent. The hot silky skin grinds against you in a way that makes you whine, your back arching, hips bucking, as your body tries desperately to swallow him up. His hand comes down to slap your other asscheek with a crack that echoes through the bathroom. If you get caught, there’s no way you aren’t getting fired.
The flushed, swollen head of his cock notches at your entrance. His pre, hot and sticky coats your folds and leaks all over your cunt from the little slit at the tip. “Deep breath, brat,” is the only warning you get before he’s sinking into you inch by inch.
You gasp, eyes rolling back at the fucking stretch. Your walls suction to him, your little hole squeezing him so tightly that he’s got to ease into you so slowly that it’s almost another kind of tease. Luckily, you’re soaked, dripping around where your walls are clamped around him,
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” Sukuna grunts out, holding out your hips for leverage as he slowly impales you on his cock. You can feel the curve of his reaching into places you didn’t even know existed in you. Once his hips are pressed snugly to your ass, your body stretched out around him to its absolute limits, he gives you exactly one second to adjust before he starts rocking his hips.
From the start, he sets a brutal pace, slamming into you with reckless abandon. Every time he pulls out you whimper, and every time he shoves his fat cock back into you, you practically scream.
“Touch yourself,” he orders, watching your face in the mirror with the same fascination that a jaguar might watch a deer. He grins down at you, showing all his teeth, an unhinged cocky sort of smile. When you don’t move, he grabs one of your hands and guides it to your pussy, “There you go. You do what I say, alright? You listen and I let you come. The rules are simple.” He drives into you hard and fast and it makes your knees shake.
So, you do as he says. Your hand moves in tight circles over your clit. You try to stay in time with the rhythm of his thrusts but it’s difficult with him fucking all of the thoughts from your mind.
You moan out long and far louder than you should be with the position you’re in, but you just can’t help it. He’s hitting it so good. Plus, your fingers are working your own clit masterfully, the way you do at home when you’re alone with no dick available. You tease it with circles and figure-eights, alternating between that and more focused attention.
Sukuna’s hand smacks hard against your ass again, making your body jolt against the counter. The edge digs into your soft thighs and your hips. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he grabs your hips to start pulling you back onto his cock, manipulating your body like you’re nothing more than a doll for him to arrange into whatever position he pleases.
With every thrust your cunt grows more and more soaked, until you’re dripping down your inner thighs, and big, translucent droplets of slick splat against the tiled floor beneath you. That’s when Sukuna chooses to slide his little finger into your puckered back hole. You moan as it slides in the pressure of it, combined with his cock plundering your guts, drives you to the fringes of your control. He’s so deep in you that you finally understand the true meaning of having your guts rearranged. The little pants and grunts from him are like music to your fucking ears.
Your arm falters where you’re rolling your fingertips back and forth over your twitchy little clit and Sukuna tsks, like a professor chiding a bad student. He slows his thrusts enough to get the point across. When you whine pitifully in response, he just hums, low and rough, and says, “Told you, cute little slut, keep those fingers moving.”
Arm shaking, you start swirling your fingers in tight circles again over the sensitive nub between your thighs. You’re so fucking close. He curls his little finger into your asshole and the cant of his hips picks up again. Every roll of his hips jolts you into the counter. You’re whining and whimpering as that tension ratchets down in your lower belly. Tears are leaking down your cheeks, hot, sticky, and salty from how good he’s fucking you.
“Fuck, I'm gonna—oh god—gonna come,” you manage to get out through the stream of moans.
Sukuna’s free hand smacks down on your ass cheek, the sting shooting through your whole body. “That’s it, little brat,” he bites out, his voice rough and mean.
“Fuck, Sukuna!” You cry out. The smack is what pushes you over the edge. Your walls clamp down on his thick cock, making the already tight fit even tighter. His cock fucking into your cunt squelches obscenely from how soaked you are. The powerful groan ripped from his lungs is closer to a roar as his thrusts become harder, yet sloppier and uncontrolled. At this point, you can’t even care about getting caught. The pleasure zipping through you in shockwaves of lightning turns all your thoughts to mush.
Sukuna growls, curling his pinky into your little puckered hole harder and faster as he loses rhythm entirely. He pulls himself from your cunt with a wet schlep, drawing a whine from you, and gives his cock two rough jerks. Hot, sticky cum spurts white stripes over your ass, thighs, and your folds.
You slump against the counter, breathing hard, trying to regain your bearings. Jesus Christ, you’re not sure you can walk after that let alone go back to fucking court.
Sukuna just chuckles, gives your ass one last little tap, and then starts tucking himself away. “Good pussy, for a lawyer,” he teases, smirking down at you.
You snort, “Good dick for a killer.”
“Hey, that’s an alleged killer to you,” he counters, heading for the door. He pauses with one of those gigantic hands on the handle. “When I get acquitted, you should let me hit it again.” But something about his smile tells you that he definitely killed that guy. He doesn’t stick around to hear your reply. Instead, he slips out the door, leaving you covered in his cum and wondering what the hell has gotten into you.
Two weeks later? He’s declared not guilty on all charges.
A/N: hehe 2 down. So now we have Judge!Geto, Opposing counsel!Gojo, and Bailiff!Choso left. Comment who should be nextttt. TY for reading. Comments, likes, and reblogs are appreciated.
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