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[twannngy]

His love is wider.

╰┈➤ CW: 18+, husband!joel, pnv(creampie), afab, no outbreak.

finally got some motivation soo im back, inbox is open for all kinds of requests!

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The storm rages on outside of your home as you and your husband cuddle on the couch. The downpour of rain hits hard against the roof, you can practically feel the droplets soaking in but that was to be addressed another day.

Right now, all that was on your mind was the feel of Joel’s fingers gently strumming against the skin of your thigh. It was a mindless habit, one you wouldn’t much think of if you weren’t so hot and bothered right now. It was something about the way he rested on you that was making you feel flustered. Your eyes kept moving over to him every chance they got, not quite paying attention to the movie on the television anymore.

Joel on the other hand was deeply into whatever flic you had put on before your mind began to wander. He moved his hand from your thigh—causing a slight pout from you that he didn’t notice—to grab some popcorn from the bowl that sat on your vintage coffee table. He popped two pieces into his mouth and chewed, your eyes watching his throat bob as he swallowed. Joel’s hand moved right back onto your thigh again, continuing the gentle strokes.

Minutes passed and you began to grow more antsy. You didn’t wanna disturb your poor husband. You knew he needed some time to unwind and relax, and a moment like this where he was just quietly in the moment did something great for his constant exhaustion. You decided just to take a breather, smell the air.

Joel’s head turned as you stood up, making up an excuse before taking the throw blanket off the couch and heading outside. The rain hit hard against the gravel of your walk away, thank goodness you had the porches roof holes fixed. You sat down on one of the two rocking chairs outside, wrapping the blanket around yourself as you watched the rain continue.

Your ears twitched before your eyes moved, hearing the sound of the screen door opening.

“Darlin’..” Joel’s voice spoke, that southern rhythm of his voice itching a spot you didn’t know you needed to be scratched. “Come on back inside, you’ll catch a cold sittin’ out here like this..”

You rolled your eyes, turning to face him as he sat beside you on the other chair before looking back out towards the rain.

“You just want me to keep you company in there.”

Joel’s hand reached out, his strong fingers caressing the delicate skin of your cheek.

“Is it so wrong for a man to want to cuddle with his wife?” You could hear the smirk in his tone without having to look.

Your head instinctively leaned into his knuckles as he rubbed your skin. “Guess not.. I just needed a moment is all.”

“Moment from what? The movie?” He asked. “Or me?” The question rhetorical, it was like he already knew the answer.

You bite the inside of your cheeks, feeling your husband’s rough palm cup the underside of your jaw, turning your head to fully face him again.

“You’ve been so exhausted.. I just wanted to give you time to relax. I didn’t wanna bother you with my.. Cravings..” Your eyes moved to glance off but the sound of his heavy sigh kept your gaze on him.

His head shook, side to side like a disappointed father. “Bother me? You? Darlin’.. You couldn’t bother me even if you wanted to. And just being around you gives me all the replenishment I need, sweet girl..”

He removed his hand from your chin just to stand up, moving in front of you. He took your hand into his and guided you up from the chair, the two of you heading back inside together. He closed the door after letting go of your fingers just to turn back to you and grip your hips.

“What is it you want me to do for you, love?” He whispered, his voice heavy— the sound gently wrapping around your brain. “What can your husband do to please ya..? Hm?”

You were warm all over. He always had that effect on you, no matter how many years went by. You looked down at the crotch of his sweatpants, eyes quickly glancing back up at him.

“Ah..” He nodded his head, watching where your eyes had previously just been. “I see..” His lips turned upwards before he was scooping you up.

He moved over to the couch and set you down, the movie still playing but obviously forgotten. His hands caressed your skin, trailing over your body underneath the big shirt you wore. You gasped quietly, not from the touch itself but from the eagerness he was displaying.

His lips ghosted over yours, teasing you for a moment before you had enough and leaned up, your lips touching. He closed his eyes, kissing you back softly. Your hands wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer.

Joel’s fingers moved from tweening your nipples to brushing his ring finger and middle finger against the wet patch of fabric between your legs. His tongue and fingers moving in similar motions. He pulled away from the kiss, his eyes gazing down at his work.

“Christ.. So wet and I barely touched you yet..” He looked right back up at you. “You’ve been wet for a while, bet you were soaked when we were cuddlin’ earlier..”

“Shut up..” You whimpered, your tone hinting at your embarrassment. Your gaze moving down between your legs.

Your hips moved before your brain could even catch up, grinding against his hand to get better friction.

Joel allowed it, for now. He watched as you got off, selfishly taking what you wanted from him without a care in the world.

Just as you were about to orgasm he moved his hand away. Your eyes were half lidded and your breathing uneven. You whimpered from the lost contact, cunt spasming through the cotton fabric of your panties.

“Wanna feel you finish on my cock, love..” He bit his bottom lip. “Mm.. Can’t have ya spoilin’ yourself before I get a chance to.”

Before you knew it he was yanking your panties down, his sweatpants and boxers following after. He didn’t bother with his shirt, immediately moving to rub the fat head of his dick against your clit. He groaned, his eyes staring into yours, watching your reaction. His tongue darted out to lick at the side of his mouth, smirking slightly as he kept rubbing himself through your ocean like slick.

The sensation on your puffy bud was good enough to have you squirting in no time, holding it in slightly so that Joel could get himself off too. You didn’t know how much longer you could keep your release at bay though.

He pulled his cock away from your clit, jerking it once—twice, before slapping it down on your pussy gently. You yelped from the sudden harsh contact and he soothed you with a hush.

“Shh.. shh pretty girl..” His free hand coming to rub at your cheek. “S’ okay.. Just wanted to see if you’d like that..”

He leaned down, pressing his mouth against yours. The kiss was less rough then the first one. Just as you were about to pull him closer you felt the pressure of his cock pushing into you. You pulled away, letting out a gasping whine. Your nails dug against the skin of his chest through his shirt.

“ffffuckk baby.. Pussy so right f’ me.. mmm..” He moaned out, his southern twang pushing forward.

You could barely speak, the hot white breech of his cock in your tight hole causing all words you wish you could say to vanish in that moment. All you could do was watch as he sat there, letting you adjust for a second.

You reached down, gripping his ass slightly. He chuckled before starting to thrust into you. At first it was slow, loving. He rubbed his public bone against your fat clit, his hips moving at a normal pace. Upon hearing your moans, he sped up.

His thumbs pushed into the fat of your thighs, now pounding into your tight hole. He let go of one of your thighs for a moment, pushing his sliver greys out of his face before leaning down to squeeze your tit through your shirt.

“hahh.. Joel.. M.. M’ closeee..” You called to your husband.

“Ah.. Got you baby.. Jus.. fuck.. Jus let go on this cock.. Wanna mix our orgasms together, beautiful girl..”

His hips shifted, grinding in a way that reached damn near to your womb. He pistoned faster, harder. The couch creaked and the springs cried for mercy but none came, only the sweat from the two of you.

He leaned down, his warm breath combining with your own. His eyes stayed on yours and he nodded his head to the facial expressions you were making.

“So pretty..” He whispered. “So fucking gorgeous..”

His words were the icing on the cake, your cunt clenching around him and your legs wrapping tight at his waist. Your nails dug and scratched at his neck now, your release shooting out of you. The stars you saw behind your eyes were nothing short of cosmic. And your husband fucked you through it all.

What followed was a loud grunt and his hand slamming down behind your face on the cushion, his cum pushing into you in hot and heavy ropes. You could quite literally feel him filling up your womb.

You two were a panting mess for a moment, Joel now holding you close as he rested against your chest.

He lifted his head moments later, gazing at you with his weary eyes.

“Just wanna lay here with ya.. For the rest of my days..” He sat up, caressing your sweaty face before pulling out of you with a somber wince.

He watched as the cum drippled out of you. He sucked his teeth, clearly amused and satisfied but still so eager.

“Seems like I’ll have to fill you up again, love..”

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[twannngy]

Idk if it’s just me but as a woman of color doesn’t it get tiring when you’re just reading a fic and the author just has to throw in your cheeks reddened or something about ur physical that only happens for lighter skinned ppl… like girl, I’m black asl… Cmon now. I immediately click off because I know for a fact that the fic wasn’t made for people/women who look like me! Es after the author says that there aren’t any physical traits mentioned. And it also killlssssss me when they put a white woman as the cover art as well like ughhhh wtv I didn’t wanna read the fic anyways 🙄🥹

Will be back soon to write for my woc bc we deserve representation too, and yessss my content is for all women.. ladies ladies calm down. Just wanna write something specific for my poc but all are welcomed.

[twannngy]

husband!joel takes care of his pregnant wife.

╰┈➤ CW: 18+ (as usual), pregnancy, semi lactation kink.. If you squint.., no apocalypse (Ellie mentions I believe, idk.. I don’t proof read), use of papa

Just coming in hot with the Joel Miller fics but he’s so.. Ughhh.. Can’t help it. Maybe I should just make a series.

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The sound of running water and the feel of Joel’s hands pulled you out of your hazed stupor. The two of you were enjoying a bath together. Since you got pregnant all those blurry months ago, your husband has insisted on you doing nothing alone.. That includes even taking baths by yourself. It was like he was scared that if he looked away for too long the baby would just magically appear without his knowledge. He couldn’t risk not being by your side during the birth so he vowed to always stay by your side.

You watched as Joel caressed your belly, the taut skin smooth beneath his palms as he massaged the wet glands. The bath water swayed with every movement, splashing onto the floor every now and then. He could careless though. His fingers trailed your poked out belly button.. His eyes filled with a sparkle as he marveled the gentleness of this scene. Joel placed his head on your shoulder, relaxing against you. His legs on both sides of you since he was sitting behind you in the water. His fingers continued to grope and graze.

It was peaceful. Ellie was at your mother’s house for the weekend so it was just the two three of you, together and alone. Joel wouldn’t have it any other way..

After the bubble bath the two of you got out of the bathtub and went to the bedroom to dry off. Joel obviously dried you off first, taking his time to pat down your body smoothly before grabbing lotion and oil to rub into your skin. You couldn’t help but notice the obvious harden-on he had poking through his towel. The towel was wrapped tightly around his waist but it still hung loose and dangerously low.

Lately, his libido had high skyrocketed since you began to show. It was like your body had a natural aphrodisiac since the baby was planted inside of you.

“Looks like someone's awfully excited to see me.” You snickered.

Joel paused his movements. He had just gotten to your belly.. The oil he was applying dripped down your skin. He looked down at the tent in his towel and smiled up at you. The crinkles from his smile lines exposing his age. It added to the growness he had about himself. Something that kept you well attracted to him.

“Course’ I am. You know how I get when I see this pretty belly..” Joel's hands continued their gentle massages as he finished oiling your belly. He stood to his feet to then oil your arms and back.. Moving to your neck. The last place he oiled were your breasts.

Your tits were big and swollen, very heavy due to the trimester you were in. Any touch to them sent shivers down your spine. Your nipples were always the sorest part. Joel knew that.. So he took his time with massaging in the moisturizer. His thick fingers kneading into the fat flesh. His eyes trailed from one nipple to the next. He bent down just enough to be eye level with your breasts. He cupped one in his hand before guiding it towards his mouth. You gasped for a moment—you're sensitively on the highest level, before relaxing into his mouth.

Joel suckled and his tongue swirled along the peak that would soon produce milk. His eyes were closed in concentration. He only opened them when you began to pull at the strands of his curly locs. He pulled away, spittle following his lips and trailing down his chin. He stood back to his original height and held your waist, caressing the curve where your belly protruded.

“Oh darlin’..” The southern draw of his voice tickled the insides of your ears every time you heard it. “Can’t wait until you're leakin’ with milk.. Suckling these utters will be lots more better..”

You cringed at how vile he was becoming.. Not saying it didn’t turn you on, because it did.

“I gotta have ya.. Let me feel ya, darlin...”

Joel didn’t give you time to answer. He guided you back onto the bed, adjusting your body so that you were laying on your side. Sex was always on your side nowadays since Joel had read resting on your side allowed better blood flow for the mother and baby.. Something silly, but you indulged nonetheless.

Joel dropped his towel and crawled into bed right behind you. Luckily, you were already naked so all he had to do was lift your leg up slightly.

“Are you comfortable, love..? Just tell me if it becomes too much..”

Joel kissed the side of your temple before beginning to rub at your bare cunt with his free hand. You tensed for only a split second before closing your eyes and allowing whatever whiney noises to escape your lips.

Your husband pressed his face into your neck, planting soft kisses and hickies against your skin as his ring finger and middle finger worked at your engorged clit. You gripped onto the silk bedding beneath you, his name falling off your tongue like a sacred prayer only for his ears to hear. It pleased him that he was pleasing you.

His fingers moved onto the insides of your folds. He mushed your cunt lips together, spreading the lips open to reveal the pink flesh before shoving one finger slowly inside of your slit. He hissed from the tightness that clammed around his fingers before he began to thrust in and out. It didn’t take you long before you were gushing around his one, singular finger.

You relaxed, sighing softly just from that small amount of pleasure. You could feel his breath on your skin, panting and huffing.. The smell of old coffee and cigarettes he smoked outside your home and away from your nostrils. You closed your eyes, beginning to slowly creep into a slumber before you were gently pulled back out by the feeling of your husband’s slick fingers caressing your belly.

“I ain’t done with you yet, darlin.. Just hold on for me a little longer.. Papa’s gotta get off too..”

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[twannngy]

husband!joel enjoys a snowed in day with his wife. ╰┈➤ CW: 18+, no apocalypse (Mentions of Ellie though), mentions of pregnant!reader and their child together It's been a while since I wrote my first fic! School has been kicking my butt but I’m here and will be writing some more fics.. Lmk in the comments if you guys wanna see anything specific.

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It was a little after 7 am and your daughter, Ellie, had just left the house to catch the bus. Joel and you were sitting in the kitchen together. You usually went right back to bed since Joel left behind Ellie but today you decided to make breakfast for the both of you. Joel was sitting at the kitchen table, reading a newspaper and sipping his morning coffee. You stood over the stove, your nightgown swaying side to side as you moved about the different pans. Flipping pancakes and bacon, scrabbling eggs, nothing major. You hummed a soft tune, a jingle from a commercial that obviously came on frequently. You were so focused on what you were doing that you didn’t hear Joel get up from his seat and make his way behind you.

His large and scarred hands pressed into your hips, his head resting on your shoulder. You paused your humming to speak but before you could Joel opened his mouth.

“No no.. Keep going.” His breath warm against your neck. “I like listening to you hum..” You looked back at him slightly before turning back to the food and continuing to hum. Singing the same tune over and over, he hadn’t complained not once.

After finishing cooking you platted the food and set them at their designated spots on the kitchen table. Joel already had his coffee so you only had to fill your cup, orange juice was what you were sipping on currently. As you ate, you scrolled mindlessly on your phone. Your fork staged your eggs, shoving them past your lips and into your mouth before chewing for a bit and swallowing. Joel’s eyes kept trailing to you, he couldn’t help himself. He watched as you chewed, watching your throat bob as you swallowed, and how you slowly took sip after sip from your cup. He cleared his throat quietly to himself before turning back to his own food, finishing off whatever he had left.

Once breakfast was over you began to wash the dishes, Joel helping by drying them and placing them on the drying rack. It really didn’t have to be a two person job but Joel insisted on helping in some kind of way so.. Who were you to refuse extra help? After finishing the dishes you cleaned up the rest of the mess from breakfast and headed upstairs, Joel following close behind you. When the two of you got to your shared bedroom Joel scooped you up, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. Your arms wrapped around his neck, your hands trailing up the back of his head and into his brownish gray hair.

He walked over to the bed and laid you down onto it gently, crouching down to get on his knees before you. He took your foot into his hand, kissing the skin before trailing his lips upwards.. His scruff tickled your calf as he moved up slowly. You chuckled softly and his eyes glanced up at you. He smiled against your skin, his face coming closer to your inner thighs.

“What’s this about Joel?” You ask, interest peaking into the growing curiosity.

“What? I can’t just wanna worship my gorgeous wife?” You snickered once more before feeling him continue to drive up your body.

His lips paused when he got between your thighs, his hands reaching up to push your body fully down onto the bed, your legs opening wider on reflex. You laid there, looking up at the ceiling, anticipating his next move. Joel’s nose pressed against your clothed cunt. The silk of your panties rubbing against his beard. He took a deep sniff in before closing his eyes to fully absorb the smell of you. The natural smell that you produced was better than any fragrance enhancing body wash you ever used. He gripped the fat on your thighs, sniffing more before pulling back just to lap at your cunt through your panties. Your head lolled to the side, your eyes closing just as his did. Your lip caught between your teeth. You chewed at the loose skin before releasing your lip.. Letting out small whines of appreciation.

“Hah.. Mm..”

Joel let out a groan, his cock twitching wildly in his boxers. His pajama pants slowly began slipping off of him as he adjusted on his knees. He could care less though. He was only focused on you and your body.

His tongue rubbed and licked at your throbbing pearl. One of his hands moved to your panties, pushing them to the side. You flinched as the crisp air hit your bare skin, the slick of yourself dripping down to your ass and all your husband could do was stare in awe before pulling your panties off fully. He tossed them somewhere in the room before standing to his feet. His hands hurriedly worked at his shirt and his pajama pants, throwing them off. The imprint of his bulging cock was seen through his grey boxers. And those came off too. Now he was bare in front of you. His hairy body, from his chest to the base of his cock, turned you on more than you could imagine.

You sat up slightly, reaching out and taking his hand before pulling him closer to yourself. He stood between your thighs now, his warm dick pressing on your thigh. He let go of your hand before placing both of his hands on your waist, scooting you upwards to fit himself onto the bed. He pushed up your nightgown, revealing your hardened nipples to him.

“So sexy..” He whispered more to himself than you. “My girl is so gorgeous and beautiful..”

You smiled slightly, turning your head to the side. His hand slowly guided your head back to face him. He knew how nervous you got when he complimented you. It melted his heart that he could still affect you like this after all this time. He let go of your cheeks and moved down to squish your tit, feeling the softness of it in his palm. He clicked his tongue to the roof of his mouth, his hand moving back down to grip your waist.

His hands trailed down to your knees, lifting them up and pressing them forward to open you wider. He paused, just gazing at your body.

“Gosh.. Are you just going to admire me all morning or are you going to make me feel good..?” The question obviously rhetorical.

“Can’t help it.. Just can’t believe you’re my wife.. I don’t know how I landed someone as perfect as you..” He leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to your lips, the tip of his cock nudging your entrance. “My luck just never runs out..”

You rolled your eyes but your eyes soon rolled to the backs of your head as he slowly pushed into you. Your hands reached out, cupping his face as your walls accommodated his size. As you breathed out he breathed in, the two of you in sync with one another.. Like the two of you had an understanding.

When he was fully sheathed in your warmth and tightness, he began moving. His forehead pressed against yours, the two of you maintaining eye contact as he thrusted in deep strokes. One of his hands left the underside of your knee to fidget with your clit. His eyes moved from yours to watch his own movements. His thumb rubbed against your clit, his tongue slightly hanging out of his mouth in concentration.

Your first orgasm was fast approaching and your husband was ready for it. He could tell just from the way your nails dragged against his hairy chest that you were ready, not to mention your pussy was tightening and trying to swallow him whole.

“Cum on my cock, darlin.. Mm.. Wanna feel you get off first..” He whispered to you, his voice still audible over the sounds of slapping skin.

The encouragement obviously worked since you leaked out your orgasm just as he let go of your clit. Your body shook and trembled, your arms wrapping around him in a tight grip. Joel continued to fuck you through your finish, slowing down his movements when you relaxed back onto the bed.

His cock was still painfully hard though. He leaned down, pressing his lips to your cheek.. Whispering against your skin.. “Can I cum too, baby? Wanna cum inside you.. Get you pregnant again.. Want them tits to get big and sore.. Want this pretty belly to shape for my baby.. Huahh.. Shit.. Please let me cum inside..”

His gentle words and soft thrusts made the overstimulation not that bad. You cupped his cheeks again, bringing his lips to ghost over yours.

“Cum in me.. Fill me up, Joel..”

Joel didn’t waste any time. He sped up, only slightly though. His cock throbbed and his balls slapped against your ass as his movements began to roughen up. He gazed into your eyes and pressed a hearty kiss to your lips, your breath and saliva combing with his.

His balls tightened up against himself before he released thick ropes of hot semen into your hole. He pulled back from your lips, his body flexing and twitching as he finished. His eyes closed and his fingers dug into the skin of your hips. His grunts and moans were loud and needy.

Relaxation hit soon after. The two of you cuddling up to one another against the bed. Joel had yet to pull his softening cock out of your leaky pussy. Just as you tried to sit up though, he laid you right back down.

“M’ not done with you yet, darlin.. Gotta make sure this pregnancy sticks..” He smirked. “We’ve got all day..”

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[twannngy]

husband!sukuna comforts his crybaby wife. ╰┈➤ CW: sexual themes (don't feel like writing them all) first ever fic, specifically smut, on this site, lmk how you guys like it!!

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"Stop crying.. You knew this would sting when you teased me earlier.."

Sukuna stared down at you with that disgustingly gorgeous face of his. That devilish smirk of his not disappearing, not even for a second. You shifted, trying to turn away from his antagonizing gaze, tears rushing down your cheeks. Sukuna was quick to grip your cheeks, your lips pursed into a pucker. You sobbed more, this was painful..

"Your squirming isn't going to stop me, let it happen love.." His tongue lolled out of his mouth, his face reaching down to yours. The heat of his sweaty skin swarming around you as he licked from the left side of your face to your eyebrow.

You shuddered, opening your mouth to exclaim something of disgust but that's when you felt it, the slam of his hips against your own. Your hands shot out, digging into the muscle fat of his shoulders. The moan that came from your mouth was nothing short of unholy. Your legs shook around his waist, tightening slightly before relaxing. You had no time to reset because as soon as your legs untightened he slammed his hips again. His cock dug deep into you, reaching your womb. If you looked down right now you would probably see the bulge of his cock inside of your stomach.

His hips continued to piston into you. The bed creaked wildly, the bed frame threatening to break from the sheer force of his thrusts. You were in so much shock that you could barely make a sound. Your eyes were wide, your head resting back against the pillow. He had let go of your cheeks to hold onto your hips. You could hear him grunting slightly, obviously putting in the work. Sukuna glanced up at you and the expression on your face made him pause. You didn't look how you usually did when the two of you had sex. This expression was clouded and unknown. He knew he should've at least warmed you up before being so rough.

When he stopped you let out a gasping pant of relief. You shoved him back, him letting you of course, before turning away from him. You let out a few deep breaths before crying into the pillow beside you. Sukuna sat there, still not used to human emotions. He was used to your tears, but not like this. This was new territory for him. His hand reached out, hovering over your shaking shoulder before both of his hands came into play. His forearm slipped under your underarm and pulled you closer to his chest. His arm pressed against your bare breasts as he held you. His other arm rested against your thigh, rubbing against the skin in an almost soothing manner. He didn't know how to comfort, so this was him trying his best.

You were reluctant to rest against him but it was the way he rested his head atop of your head that made you calm down a bit. The two of you were quiet for a moment before Sukuna finally spoke.

"I.. I apologize.." His voice was quieter and less hostile this earlier. "I should've been more.. Considerate..."

You turned your head slightly, your eyes gazing into his. He was being sincere, you could tell. You could also tell it was taking everything in him to apologize. Usually, he'd tell you to suck it up and continue but tonight was different.

"It's alright."

He nodded his head before pulling away from you. You thought he was about to get up but he suddenly laid you down on your back. You allowed it, waiting to see what he was going to do.

Sukuna sat between your legs, hands rubbing between the skin of your thighs before slowly trailing up your navel and to the perk's of your breasts. You tensed but soothed when he just massaged the swollen nipples. He then leaned down, letting go of one just to take the nipple into his mouth. Your hand moved to his scalp, tugging at the pink strands.

"mm.. Sukuna.. Are you trying to make it up to me..?" You smirked down at him. He gazed right back up at you, suckling for moments longer before letting go of the nip with a "pop".

"Shut up, woman." He growled, his head traveling away from the nipple, his tongue moving down your body with a warm slick. You chuckled slightly before biting down on your lip.

He continued down the path all the way to the space between your legs. You shifted slightly, eagerly awaiting what was to come. He could tell you were eager. His tongue slid right down to the center of it all, your cunt. You whimpered as he teased your bud, his tongue pushing at it before pulling away to blow the warm air of his breath on it. You winced slightly from the lost contact. Your hand reached down and shoved him back down. He snickered against your slit before shoving his tongue inside. Your back arched off of the bed from the relief, a whine of pleasure pushing pass your lips. Your toes curled as he began to eat you like a man starved, his mouth slurping and sucking on your pussy juices.

"fuck.. ha.. fuu.. Sukuna.." The sounds you were making were embarrassing but the sheer force of how he was eating you out caused them. It was like he had a newfound dish that he wanted to savor, the dish being you of course.

His hands moved from their place on your thighs, reaching up to tweak at your nipples. Your free hand gripped one of his hands, causing him to squeeze down on your breast. The pressure of it all was creeping up, you could feel yourself edging close to your breaking point. He could feel it too, the twitching of your insides around his tongue alerted him. He moved his hands from their breasts, sliding them back down to your thighs. His tongue slipped from out of your cunt, causing you to whimper for him. He crawled over your body, his cock bobbing up and down before he crouched down to your face. There it was.. That expression again.

He reached down with one of his hands, jerking himself off quickly.. The slap of his skin loud. He groaned, his eyes rolling. "fuck! I have to fuck you, babe.. Let me fuck your wet cunt.." He was practically begging right now. Something that he never did.

You were quiet for a moment before just nodding your head to approve of his request. He wasted no time. His cock pressed against the slit of your cunt before slowly pressing forward. His head flew back and you could see the veins of his pleasure bulging where his happy trail started. Your nails dug into the skin of his massive pecks, your moans soft but loud enough for the neighbors to hear. This time, instead of the pain overtaking the pleasure.. The pleasure was almost the only thing you could feel. He gripped your hips, grinding himself into you inch by dreading inch.

"Sukuna.. Kuna.. haa.. shit.. sooo biiig.." You gasped out every single word, basically trying to catch your breath as you spoke. All the while Sukuna was having the time of his life. Fucking into you was one of the best parts of his day.

"Yeah? You like that? fucking slut.. Taking my fat cock like this." His words were vile and a turn on. "Tight fucking pussy.. Squeezing me. You want this cum, baby? mmm.. You want this fucking nut so bad, don't you?"

"Mhmm.. Yess Kuna.."

He stuck out his tongue, shoving it past your lips and into your mouth. The saliva in his mouth mixing with your own. His hips began to pick up speed, pounding so proudly into your womb. His balls slapped against your ass as he continued his assault on your drenched slit. He pulled away from your lips, biting down on his own before finally shooting hot, thick ropes of his white sperm into you.. Groaning slightly as he emptied himself in you. You followed close behind, squirting around his thick meat with a yelp of joy.

After breathing for a while, Sukuna wiped the sweat off of your brow and the tears that had begun to fall that you didn't notice.

"Such a crybaby you are.." He murmured, leaning down to kiss your eye lid. "My crybaby.."

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