a totally anonymous nonnie here. um i saw the words vore and sukuna and you seemed to really wanna write that so pls may i request some sukuna nibbling on the reader while he fucks her. idk write what feels natural
everyone say thank you anonymous nonnie (rhi) bc i beat my own wpm writing this one fhysgidsgo
tw VORE (or like,, he bites a chunk out u ♡), master/pet, monsterfucking ig bc sukuna true form, size kink, degradation, blood, just read it i swear it's sexy,, like i promise you
Where you’d normally give up your thoughts and trust, there’s a very pointed look in his eyes today that gives you the shivers. It had when he’d sat you down on the bed and peeled your clothes off one by one, so slowly it was almost frustrating. And a cold chill down your spine when he’d picked you up and laid you down on the bed with a little smirk, being extra gentle. You’re never in for anything good when he’s extra gentle with you, you’ve learned. Sukuna enjoys giving you a bloated sense of safety, only to shatter it into a million pieces.
But you trust him -enough at least- not to damage you beyond repair, gripping his strong, muscular shoulders tight as he lines himself up with your body. It’s only been hours since he had you, not even a whole day, and the stretch already feels impossible again. He’s just so big, so much bigger than anything you’ve ever taken that it’s no use trying to hold back your twitching, withering body from under him. You don’t regret becoming his plaything though, no matter how much he loves losing himself in you. You do the same.
But with his cock stuffed inside and a smug grin on his face at your teary eyed blubbering and whining, you also miss the same glint that flashes over his expression when you toss your head back and shudder in his hold, clinging to his body tighter. Your little arms around his neck can barely reach, one pair of arms holding your legs spread wide open- enough to make you whimper even more. He lays a few kisses to your lips before he trails open mouth kisses down your jaw and neck, dragging his sharp teeth right over your pulse. “Look at you taking your master so well, pet.”
“You enjoyin’ this, ha?” The bobbing of your head comes instantly, arching your back off the pillow he’d stuffed under you and moaning his name into his hair. “I always get stuck with the little whores, just look at you. You’d let me do anything to ya’ without complaining.” Your heavy breaths falter a little when one of his other hands wraps around your throat, squeezing hard and not too careful as you watch him pull back from your body and thrust back in so hard you’re seeing stars. “Someone should teach you a lesson, y’know?”
He laps up at your neck, licking and sucking until you can barely handle it anymore, trembling on his cock like an animal in heat. It’s pathetic, you’re sure he thinks it too watching you drool and shiver under him like this. But he only hauls up your legs to wrap them around your body and you mewl when the mouth at his stomach drops a wet, warm tongue to your clit, driving you over the edge embarrassingly easy. Sukuna grunts out your name softly, before he’s squeezing his nails into your throat and kneading the soft skin of your tits in his large palm.
“Fuck, master, m-master,” you cry against his shoulder, rocking yourself onto his fat cock through your orgasm. But before you even get to open your eyes again, let alone process what’s going on, a sharp pain comes from where his lips were pressed to your skin. Your first instinct is to jerk away, still shaking and clenching around him with black spots dotting your vision, but soon the pain turns into dread and panic and real — fucking pain. You push at him to no avail as your eyes shoot open and you see only blood run down your neck, collarbones, your tits.
His teeth are so deep into your shoulder you can feel them tear muscle while he fucks his cock in and out of your slick pussy without stopping, clenching down his jaw as your mouth falls open. No noise comes out as he lets go and pulls back to watch you with his lips and chin full of blood, thick and red and the smell coppery and overwhelming. But the pain fades, slowly but surely, into this blissful absence of anything. No pain, no cold, no nothing. Only his cock sliding in and out of you and hitting so, so deep, and the wide smile that comes to his face after he swallows. You only lay there as he kisses you, blood and all, and then clamps your cheeks between his fingers.
“Let me have another bite, yeah?”