You throw your head back on his shoulder as he slowly works his fingers inside you, your chest heaving as he slowly brings up his other hand to fondle your breast a moan leaving your mouth against his ear as he curls his fingers against a specific spot “right there” you say breathlessly, he groans in your ear at your reaction, feeling him twitch against your thigh.
You grab a hold of his thigh to brace yourself against him as he keeps hitting your sweet spot, whimpers flooding from your mouth as you feel your orgasm building up slowly “what is it sweetheart? I can feel you tensing up should i stop?” he questions as he stops his ministrations making a whine leave your mouth “sukuna...” you trail off as you begin to grind your hips against his hand in a desperate attempt to gain friction, and in half hearted hope that he’ll stop his teasing without you needing to beg “you’re awfully jittery tonight” he hums against your neck as he places kisses against your sweet spot making you breathe out a ragged breath “why don’t you try using your words?” he suggests as he slowly pulls his fingers out of you and trail them up to your under-stimulated clit drawing small circles as you look up at him with pleading eyes.
“shame, you tend to communicate a lot and now you’re lost for words” his other hand trails up to your neck squeezing the sides slightly to coax a reaction out of you, his other hand pressing down firmly on your clit as you gasp and groan into his ear, he takes this chance to tilt your head towards him and kiss you pushing his tongue past your parted lips as you melt into him more.
Tears well up in your eyes slightly as you’re denied of your orgasm and being stimulated more as he watches you break slowly from behind you in the mirror, you lose your composure “please sukuna i want you inside me” you whimper but he doesn’t seem satisfied “you’re gonna have to be more specific than that” he breathes back his eyes locked on yours in the mirror “i want your dick inside me” you cringe slightly at the vulgar words leaving your mouth but eye Sukuna from the mirror knowing your embarrassment is all the more fun to him.
He locks eyes with you as he places a chaste kiss on your neck while moving your hair behind your shoulders as he finds a more comfortable position for you to sit in his lap, you lift yourself on your knees as you situate yourself above him holding his throbbing member steady in place when you begin to sink down on him, his hands now following your slightly smudged markings from your shoulders to your lower stomach nails slightly scratching at your skin leaving a burning sensation behind, his tip pushed past your entrance and you immediately throw your head back on his shoulder as you groan at the stretch “god you could have told me earlier if you wanted me that badly” he breathes as he now starts to feel you pulsing around him.
“Let me help sweetheart” he places a hand on your hip and another over your lower stomach his hand following the bulge in your stomach as he starts to push you down “f-fuck” you whimper in his ear bearly audibly as you hold back your breath while sinking further down on him, he bottoms out as you can now feel yourself sitting on his thighs his hand never leaving your abdomen as he was guiding his shaft into you “look at that, can you feel me in there?” he chuckles as he presses his hand down harshly on your stomach where his tip is, making him hit a deep spot in you that has you clenching around him and whimpering loudly in his ear “y-yes” you gulp as you finally let go of your breath, his hand hard on your stomach still as he slightly begins to move inside you making your chest heave “ohfuck-“ you moan at how undeniably good he’s working you with his slight movements “that feel good sweetheart?” he husks as he begins to slowly pick up his pace, pulling himself half way out of you before sliding you down on him again keeping his hand in the same position “please don’t stop” you whimper as he slides you down again this time meeting your hips with a harsh thrust upwards that makes your voice squeak at the end.
Your hand trails up next to you finding it’s place at the back of Sukuna’s neck as you open the view up to him more, he groans at the lewd sight, your chest moving up and down, your eyes hooded as you try your best to look at him through every thrust, your markings smeared across you especially around your face, you feel the burn of his eyes as he studies you while increasing the movement of your hips making each bob up and down more forceful than the previous you grab at his hair harshly as you let your head fall onto his shoulder with a loud moan as you feel him twitch inside you.
You hoist yourself up against him to allow him to drive into you more forcefully the ridges along his member massaging your insides as you feel yourself getting closer clenching around him when his arm starts rubbing circles on your clit “shit... keep doing that” he groans and you pulse at the command making him let out a moan as he keeps a steady pace of his hips “sukuna...” you pant against him as you tighten your grip on his hair making him look at you, you look back with pleading eyes, tears threatening to escape as you try and maintain eye contact while suppressing the urge to cry out at the stimulation “god you look so pretty like this, fucked out on the verge of tears, let’s see if i can make you cry”
He drops the eye contact as he starts biting your neck while thrusting deeper inside you and pressing on your clit more firmly, your head is limp the stretch in your neck painful as your arm drops from his neck to his hand on your hip that’s gripping so hard you’re sure it’ll leave bruises but it doesn’t matter, not when your head is filled with him as you feel his chest rumble against your back when a particularly lewd moan leaves your mouth “i’m coming” your voice coming out higher and more breathless than before, you push back into his chest as your orgasm washes over you your breathless moans amplified right next to his ear “ohfuck sukuna don’t stop! fuck ri-right there” is all you manage to squeeze out before you feel yourself clench around him as he still pounds into you a throaty groan leaving your lips before you cry out as he repeatedly hits a deep spot within your walls “there it is” he whispers against your neck as tears begin to stream down your cheek from the overstimulation “t-too much, haaa sukuna slow down” you scramble to grab his hand and pull it away from your clit but it’s not use when he’s just so much stronger than you.
“what is it sweetheart? cant take another orgasm after the first one?” he husks almost in a challenging tone even though you know he won’t stop, you turn your head to the side to breathe into his neck as your body begins to convulse around him again, your legs shaking as you grab his face to bring it towards your own engaging in a sloppy kiss as you occasionally stop to moan into his mouth which he gladly accepts. Your breathing is getting more erratic as you start to clench around him again, he pulls away from you to admire your fucked out face on the brink of another orgasm your eyebrows furrowing as the rolls of your hips become stuttered “c-coming” you choke out as your orgasm hits you a lewd moan leaving your mouth as he massages your clit faster than before making you clench around him tighter and feel him twitch “where?” he grunts as you can feel his hips falter a little “inside” you breathlessly tell him and he curses at your answer as he tightens his grip on you and drives into you deeper, you’re crying at this point tears streaming down your face as moan after moan is being pulled from your body by him as he prolongs your orgasm, not falling far behind as he snaps his hips into you again and releases his cum inside you with a moan as he slows his pace.
You stay like that for a while in his lap wrapped between his arms as you catch your breath “you were very vocal today” you state as you catch a glimpse of the sight in the mirror “did that bother you?” he shoots back as he meets your eye in the mirror “absolutely not, you should be vocal more often” you tell him feeling heat rise to your cheeks, he gives you a kiss on the cheek as he examines your now ruined makeup.
Description : Sukuna comes home to the reader copying his markings onto her body with makeup as a surprise.
Warnings : NSFW, minors dni, grammar mistakes
Summary : Mirror sex, fingering
Wc : 1018
You finish up the last line with the stroke of your brush as you look in the mirror, every line, down to the most minuscule detail painted perfectly from your face to your legs. You're in just your underwear of course, to show off your masterpiece, yet you feel an odd stir in your stomach as you think about what his reaction will be when he sees you covered in his own tattoos from head to toe, your thoughts are quickly shaken away by the sound of the door sliding and you hear the familiar groan you always hear when Sukuna returns after a long day of training. You wrap a kimono lazily around your body as you step out of the bathroom announcing you have a present for him.
Sukuna, in his usual demeanour just shoots a “what is it” at you, that is until he sees you standing before him, his face remains unchanged but his eyes are hiding something, a feeling even he can't make out. He stands up from the bed to get closer to you, he leans down as he examines the lines on your face slowly, tracing the one near your jaw with his long black nail.
“What is this?”
“It's your present” you hum back sweetly as you try and crack just what exactly his expression is trying to say. He grabs your cheeks, digging into them with his sharp nails as he pulls your head up to leave a sloppy kiss on your lips “Let me see the rest” his voice husky, judging from his actions he didn't take it as disrespect, you carefully undo your kimono and let it fall to the ground, exposing your black undergarments, and of course the black markings that adorn your body. He stands in front of you mesmerised, not saying anything except a barely audible “fuck”. It takes you by surprise when he immediately grabs your hips and pulls you closer to him, his other hand trailing up your side until it reaches your chin which he then tilts upwards to give him room to kiss you, he's rough, always, even at the start,he immediately probes your mouth for entrance as he tightens his grip on your hip. You don't grant him access, teasing-, taunting him further, he rolls your hips against his own letting you feel the bulk of his now very erect penis, you can't help but moan at the feeling, which gives him the perfect opportunity to push his tongue in your mouth, you immediately moan at the contact while subconsciously starting to grind your hips against him.
His hand travels to your neck this time, grabbing it while pushing your head away from his mouth just barely so he can speak “what a whore, taunting me, not granting me something I own, you know I always get my way, why even resist at this point sweetheart” your eyes are closed but you can feel him smirking as you swallow the lump in your throat, at this point you're shamelessly turned on by the way he's been kissing you, so lewd, so loud, his tongue working it's way in the same way that he would eat you out, you can't take it anymore as you start to tug at his kimono, slowly undoing the knots and sliding it off his shoulders to reveal the exact markings you've copied onto your body, the article slides down even further until it's on the floor, exposing every muscle of his, you can't help but run your hands over his tattoos tracing them and studying them in hopes that you've managed to copy them perfectly.
Sukuna takes this time as an opportunity to rip you bra and underwear off swiftly with his sharp nails, not even caring that he ruined them, you decide to speak up finally
“It's a little unnerving seeing no reaction to your present” his eyes dart at you as he begins trail his hand down your shoulder, to your stomach, following the lines of your own markings, he gets dangerously close to your center which sends a shiver down your spine, “is the way i'm appreciating them not enough?” He asks as he dips his hand further down now just nearly pushing between your folds, you let out a louder breath in exchange “sweetheart I could fuck you right here right now, but I want to enjoy this ”he whispers into your ear as he begins to move away from you, walking across to the other side of the room with a full body mirror and motions for you to go join him, your legs already feeling like they can buckle at any moment just thinking about watching him fuck you in that mirror.
As soon as you get within arms reach he immediately grabs your wrist and pulls you close to his torso so your back is against him, you watch as he towers over from behind you, his muscles defined from working out all day, you can feel how hard he is against you and you purposely push your ass back to rub yourself on him “don't push your luck sweetheart” he says as a groan leaves his mouth, he finally grabs your chin as his other arm cascades down to your center, eventually pushing past the folds as he slowly moves his two fingers between them agonisingly slowly, “please sukuna” your eyes flutter shut as you plead, his hand shakes your head as a signal to open your eyes “you will watch every moment of this” he husks as he pushes past your folds and probes your entrance, you whine, already feeling so heated and just wanting to feel him inside you.
You meet his gaze in the mirror as he pushes two fingers inside you while curling them, not breaking eye contact, you feel yourself already clenching around him as he slowly pumps his fingers in and out of you, the friction and initial stretch feels so good you can't help but let out a moan as you lean into him more “sukuna, fuck, faster”.
