#sukuyuu

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스쿠이타 art by 기용³ on X

[twilighthzl]

nsfw sukuita - Sukuna stumbles across Yuji's OnlyFans. au

Sukuna would be lying to himself if he said he didn't find the brat attractive- Yuji lying there slowly touching himself, feeling up his chest, caressing his nipples, licking his lips, all in front of the camera.

That evening, he becomes Yuji's top subscriber by paying the brat hundreds just for a show for him - no one else. Sukuna wants to see those pink lips wrapped around a dildo, mouth struggling to take it all and imagining Yuji's mouth on his cock.

Yuji will be his for tonight, maybe even longer.

Sukuna just has to play his cards right.

It's past midnight when Yuji finally comes online. It's a private chat room for the two of them. Sukuna plays it cool.

𝑃@𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑇𝑖𝑔𝑒𝑟: 𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒

𝐷𝑒𝑒𝑝𝐸𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑛: 𝑌𝑜.

P@ssionateTiger: thanks for subscribing. I'll make sure it's worth every dollar.

Sukuna doesn't doubt that but he doesn't voice it.

𝐷𝑒𝑒𝑝𝐸𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑛: 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡.

𝑃@𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑇𝑖𝑔𝑒𝑟: 𝐻𝑚𝑚, 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢? 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑢𝑠.

Sukuna pauses, considering the idea. Yuji has already revealed himself to Sukuna this far, having him removing his usual blindfold he does during his videos for his subscribers. And it is just the two of them. He turns on the camera.

"There we g- wow." Sukuna watches as Yuji's eyes widen. Sukuna scoffs.

"No- I meant that in a good way because you're really, hot?" Yuji finishes off, and he's adjusting his camera to show the rest of his body, or the upper half. His pecs are large, while the small pert nipples on each peck are hard and red. Did he play with himself earlier?

The muscles along his arms are well defined but not overly muscly like Sukuna's. Sculpted abs dipping down to his pelvis and that's where the camera stops.

"Then I can make it hotter," Sukuna says, standing up and stripping himself of his shirt. Yuji just stares, open mouthed, honey eyes clouding with what would be arousal.

"Wait, I'm supposed to be giving 'you' the show," Yuji sits back against the cushion of his chair, stares at the camera. His pink tongue sticks out to lick at his bottom lip, the lip ring there gleaming in the light.

"I can watch you all day though," Yuji says, hand lazily caressing his chest. It's easily dusting a soft pink from a blush.

Sukuna smirks. This is turning out quite interesting. It seems that they're both giving each other a show.

"Yeah, brat?" Sukuna combs a hand through his hair, Yuji watching the movement with dark amber eyes. Of course Sukuna knows he's hot. Everyone he comes across does. There's just something about the way Yuji says it that makes Sukuna want to indulge him.

"Brat? That's a good one," Yuji says, hand traveling up his chest, playing with the small stud in his nipple. "I can be your brat,"

"Would you even be able to handle it?" Sukuna asks, voice low. He watches as Yuji plays with his tits. Just as mesmerized he is at Yuji's display, the brat hasn't turned his gaze away from Sukuna since their call started. And Sukuna knows bedroom eyes when he sees them. "I don't play fair."

"Neither do I,"

𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔! 5 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡

Damn.

"Tell you what, brat. Tomorrow same time. I'll give you what you want, for a price though."

The way Yuji's face flushes in immaculate.

"Sure thing, 𝐷𝑒𝑒𝑝𝐸𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑛."

With that the call ends, leaving him hard and wanting. He'll have to use his fist tonight, as images of the brat will taunt him for the next day or so.

[incorrectsukuita]

Sukuna: You should embrace your flaw.

Yuuji, hugging Sukuna: I'm embracing it!

[bakadorii]

[belimah]

스쿠이타 art by 기용³ on X

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art by 侑

見て見て並べると兄弟感 この後ゆじの添い寝権取り合って喧嘩するけど

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宿虎 art by 기용³ on X

[twilighthzl]

boss/subordinate sukuita (sfw) just them shotgunning while at work

older! Yuji smoking a cig during his break at work - a bad habit yes but the nicotine settles his nerves on a bad day, relaxes him on the good. Enter his boss, Sukuna who joins him and they both smoke in silence until the other one speaks.

"Oi, brat."

Yuji is bought out of his thoughts as Sukuna stands in front of him, his shadow towering a thing obscuring him from the sunlight. The black of his suit and the red of his dress shirt matches his eyes. All in all, he looks /good/.

Yuji inhales through his nose, leaning back against the wall with a raised brow, hand in his pocket of his own suit.

"Give me a light." Sukuna says, taking his own cigarette out of its pack. He slides it out easily, puts it to his lips, his gaze never leaving Yuji's. It happens so fast, with him leaning down and connecting the ends of their cigs together. Yuji inhales his scent, Sukuna smells of cologne and cinnamon and old cigs but it's pleasant and he commits it to memory.

Just as it starts Sukuna is already leaning back, inhaling the nicotine, then grips Yuji's chin, brings their mouths together with a touch of soft lips. Yuji is caught by surprise, then closes his eyes as Sukuna exhales the puffs of smoke into his mouth.

All of it leaves him dizzy, Sukuna pulling away, the softness of his lips against Yuji's, a ghost touch, leaving his heart beating.

Or maybe it's the nicotine.

"Don't slack off," Sukuna warns him, throwing the stick to the floor and stepping on it. He turns to leave, back into the glass doors of the tall building.

"Yes sir," Yuji says, rolling his eyes. So much for a longer break. And with that he puts out his cigarette and heads towards the building.