Babes can you do a fic with any character honestly even oc if you want, with some fingering, throat fucking and pegging like really rough treatment and then soft aftercare pleaseeee
In which you fuck and suck the brattines out of him
warnings: bratty!sukuna, sukuna lactating, throat fucking, fingering, pegging, slight pain/blood (his nails digging into your back)
masterlist, lactating toji, lactating nanami
“Get on the fucking bed.”
Sukuna, as always, had pissed you the fuck off. Now it was time for his punishment to take place, whether it was spanking him or fucking him to tears. But he was the greatest brat who had ever stepped foot on this earth. Persisting in being right, asking you why he was supposed to be punished, asking you who the fuck you thought you were.
Oh, he was in trouble. Because you knew if he was truly against this, he would have pushed you away from him or he would have attempted to take your life (and succeed). He loved toying with you. When you twisted his nipples, he didn't find it so funny anymore. But he couldn't shut up for the life of him. Even when you left his side and walked towards the closet, he continued to be annoying. Bitching around, throwing a fit. Throwing insults at your head.
But he cut himself off as soon as you turned back towards him, and you were wearing your strap. Curling your finger in his direction, you motioned for him to come your way, all the way to the end of the bed. He rolled his eyes. But suddenly, he was calm. Suddenly, he listened to you. He crawled towards you, bed dipping with every movement of his until he was right in front of you. You slapped the tip of your strap against his cheek, making his cheeks flush red.
‘“The fuck are you looking at? Start sucking.” Hesitantly, he opened his mouth, his pretty lips wrapping around the tip of your strap. He sucked slowly, looking up at you while teasingly twirling his tongue around the tip. Obviously, you couldn't feel anything, but damn, he was so sexy. Then, you grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulling him down until his nose hit your stomach. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying not to gag, but failed.
After about the third gag, you pulled out of his mouth, letting him take a few deep breaths before plunging back into his mouth. Over and over, you continued fucking his mouth, his throat, drawing muffled whines and tears from him, using his saliva as a lubricant. One final thrust, and you released his hair, making him cough and wheeze in agony, trying to catch his breath. But before he could even do that, you ordered him to rest on his back.
He switched positions as fast as he could, lying on his back. At that point, you were horny. Hungry. Hungry for everything involving him. You pushed up his shirt, pinching one of his soft nipples. Then you licked one nub teasingly, leaving it squirming.
Just as suddenly, you wrapped your lips around the little bud, latching on to it and swirling your tongue around the sensitive bundle of nerves. He gasped, arching his back beneath you as you sucked the milk right out of his pec, massaging the other.
He tried pushing you off, noticing how the sensation was starting to get to him. He was hard, his hole was pulsing, waiting to be filled with your strap. But you had other plans first. You let go of his nipple with a little sound, your saliva and leaking milk connecting you.
Reaching for your nightstand, you grabbed a bottle of lube, lubing up your fingers at lightning speed, prying his legs apart. And he let them fall to his sides effortlessly as you continued sucking, this time on the other nipple.
He squeezed his eyes shut, and the second he could feel one of your fingers pushing into him, his mouth fell open in a quiet scream. It didn't take long before you were pumping two of your thick fingers into him, free hand wrapped around his peck as you milked him from both ends.
A gasp left his lips when you curled up your fingers, hitting his prostate with every thrust. The second you added a third finger, he came with a loud whine, creaming all over his belly.
Now it was time for the real thing. Gently, you pulled your fingers out of him, making him shiver, leaving him empty and dissatisfied. He was a slut, of course, this wouldn't be enough for him. He needed much more to quiet down his hunger.
His hunger for getting his ass stuffed.
Pushing his legs up to his chest was your favourite part that night. Watching the king of curses withering beneath you, spreading his hole and begging you to do something. Anything to satisfy his cravings. Fill him up.
You lubed up your strap first, watching the thin layer of lube you had coated your strap with. Making sure every single follicle was submerged in it. Then you pushed at his entrance, shoving your toy in slowly at first, steady, letting his hole grip onto your strap. He bit down on his lower lip, pressing a flat hand to your abdomen as you were about to bottom out.
“Fuck no,” you muttered, grabbing his hand and pinning it right above his head, grabbing the other and keeping it up there as well. You moved your hips slowly, pulling out of him before slamming back inside roughly, making him throw his head back, a moan getting caught up in his throat. “You were talking all that shit earlier.”
You moved your hips steadily, going deep and slow, making sure he felt all of your movements in his core, in his muscles, in his veins, everywhere. All of this had only started because he was jealous of someone looking at you. You hadn't even noticed the guy.
You let go of his arms, leaning down to suck on his nipples as you hold his legs up, leaving you more access to his hole. He squealed, hands flying to cling to you, digging those long nails into your back until they were drawing blood.
But neither you nor he cared. He wanted to mark his territory and show everyone he belonged to you. And you? You were enjoying every second of this. The pain, his moans, his milk, everything about him was delicious. “You're so fucking stingy… And I love it.” You muttered, biting into his pec, drawing a groan from him. “But we need to work on that attitude of yours.”
