warnings: fingering, pussy eating, orgasm, overstimulation, sex, possessive behaviour
sypnosis: What begins as a seductive encounter quickly escalates into a raw exploration of dominance and submission, where pleasure and pain intertwine in their passionate union.
"You've finally decided to grace me with your presence," Sukuna's voice was smooth, dripping with a mixture of amusement and something much darker. His eyes trailed over you, practically undressing you with them.
You tried to keep your composure, but it was futile. Sukuna stood up, closing the distance between you in a few predatory strides. His hand lifted to gently tilt your chin upwards, forcing you to meet his gaze fully. His touch was both possessive and enticing, sending a rush of heat through your veins.
"You're mine now," Sukuna murmured, his hot breath brushing against your ear as he pulled you flush against him. The sheer power he exuded overwhelmed you. You could feel the heat radiating from his body, and his cock twitch slightly against you, his presence enveloping you completely.
With a hungry growl, Sukuna's lips crashed against yours, claiming your mouth in a fierce kiss that stole your breath away. His tongue slipped past your lips with a demanding need, exploring every inch with a possessiveness that made your head spin. Your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as you responded with equal fervor, unable to resist the intoxicating pull he had on you.
His hands trailed down before his hand went to clutch your already soaking pussy. He pushed his fingers through the cloth. "Already so fucking wet. Didn't know y'were so desperate for me human."
You could only moan in response, your body betraying your every thought.. You wanted nothing more than just take off your panties, and throw them across the room wanting to give him full access.
"Patience whore." Sukuna grinned, his hand going under your panties, his finger rubbing circles on your cunt. You half gasped half moaned when a large finger entered you. He hadn't even put the whole finger in yet and you were already a moaning mess.
He pushed his finger further in making you clutch his shoulders in shock, your eyes widening and your legs twitching when he hit the sweet spot.
Sukuna hummed. "Ah.. There it is." His voice was a dangerous purr, and he curled his finger inside you, drawing out another helpless moan. "Such a good little slut for me."
Each movement was deliberate, calculated to drive you to the edge. His thumb pressed against your clit, sending jolts of pleasure through your body. You could feel the tension building, your need for him intensifying with every second.
"Tell me," he whispered, his lips brushing against your ear again, "do you want more?"
Your breath hitched, and you nodded frantically, unable to form words. Sukuna chuckled darkly, a sound that sent shivers down your spine. His grip tightened, and he added another finger, stretching you deliciously.
"No!! Ah~~" You tried getting up, but he pushed you back down. You tried again, too defiant. But Sukuna always loved that about you. Just because he could put you in your place afterward.
"You'll have to beg for it," he commanded, his voice a seductive growl. "Beg for me to take you."
The heat, the intensity, and the raw desire were overwhelming. You opened your mouth, ready to plead, to do anything he asked, just to feel more of him.
"P-Please, Sukuna," you managed to gasp, your voice trembling with desperation and pleasure. "Please, I-I need you."
A dark, satisfied grin spread across his face. "Good girl," he purred. His fingers moved with deliberate precision, hitting all the right spots inside you, making your body tremble with pleasure.
Sukuna withdrew his fingers suddenly, making you whimper at the loss. He brought his fingers to his lips, tasting your essence with a hungry gleam in his eyes. "Fucking Delicious," he murmured, before capturing your lips in another searing kiss, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.
Without breaking the kiss, he swiftly lifted you, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. He carried you to the bed, laying you down with a surprising gentleness that contrasted with the dark intensity of his gaze. He hovered over you, his body a wall of heat and power.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. "I'm going to devour you," he whispered, his voice a promise and a threat. Though you're ears were ringing so loudly, you were barely able to make out what he was saying.
You shivered in anticipation, your body aching for his touch. Sukuna's hands roamed your body, peeling away your clothes with an almost agonizing slowness. He wanted to savor every moment, to draw out your anticipation until you were a quivering, needy mess beneath him.
When you were finally bare before him, Sukuna took a moment to admire you, his eyes dark with lust. "Perfect," he murmured, almost to himself, as he began to undress. Each piece of clothing he removed revealed more of his powerful form, until he stood naked before you, every inch of him exuding dominance and raw sexuality. You saw his huge cock and you were a bit scared even though you hated to admit it.
Sukuna noticed your eyes on his cock and he smirked, stroking his length slightly. "Nice isn't it?" You turned your face away in embarrassment and he just hummed.
He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between your legs. He took his time, his hands tracing over your curves, exploring every inch of your body with a possessive hunger. You could feel his cock pressing against you, hard and insistent, but he had another plan in mind first.
Sukuna's fingers found their way back to your pussy, sliding easily into your wetness. He added a third finger this time, stretching you further, preparing you for what was to come. You moaned loudly, your hips rocking against his hand, desperate for more.
"Look at you," Sukuna said, his voice a dark purr. "So eager, so ready. Do you want my mouth, little slut?"
"Yes," you moaned, your voice thick with need. "Please, Sukuna, I want you. I need you."
"Beg," he commanded, his fingers moving faster, driving you to the brink. Something as easy as thinking seemed so complicated now. You tried forming words but they only came out incoherent mumbles. Sukuna waited patiently until you formed words that were at least understandable.
"P-Please," you cried out, your body trembling with the intensity of your desire. "Please eat me, Sukuna. P-Please."
His eyes flashed with satisfaction. "Good girl," he growled, withdrawing his fingers and lowering his head between your thighs.
With one powerful lick, Sukuna's tongue parted your folds, tasting you deeply. The sensation was electric, sending shivers of pleasure through your body. He devoured you with a hunger that left you breathless, his tongue exploring every inch of your pussy with expert precision.
Sukuna's mouth was relentless, his tongue flicking over your clit with practiced ease. He alternated between gentle, teasing licks and firm, demanding strokes, driving you wild with need. Your hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as you bucked against his mouth.
"That's it," he murmured against your flesh, his breath hot and tantalizing. "Let go for me."
His words were your undoing. With a cry of ecstasy, you came hard, your body trembling and your hips grinding against his face. Sukuna didn't stop; he continued to lap at your pussy, drawing out your orgasm until you were a quivering, panting mess beneath him.
Finally, he lifted his head, his face glistening with your juices, his eyes dark with satisfaction. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then leaned over you, capturing your lips in a fierce kiss. You could taste yourself on his tongue once again, a reminder of how thoroughly he had claimed you. Though you knew how disgusted you would feel if this was with someone else. But this time it was with Sukuna. And you wanted to make full use of it.
"You taste even better than I imagined," Sukuna whispered against your lips, his voice a rough purr. "And now, you're going to take every inch of me."
With that, he positioned himself at your entrance, his cock pressing against your wet, swollen folds. In one powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside you, stretching you to your limits. The sensation was overwhelming, a mixture of pleasure and pain that made you gasp and clutch at his shoulders so hard, it drew blood. You screamed his name, only making him harder, if possible. Tears filled your eyes and you couldn't hold in the sobs anymore.
He gave you a moment to adjust before he began to move, each thrust deep and powerful, claiming you completely. The room filled with the sounds of your moans and the rhythmic slap of skin against skin. Sukuna's pace was relentless, each thrust driving you closer to the edge.
His hands gripped your hips, holding you in place as he pounded into you, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside you over and over making you jump again and again and again. And again did you cum.
"You feel so fucking good," Sukuna mumbled, his voice rough with pleasure. "So tight, so perfect for me."
You could only moan in response, your body trembling with the intensity of your impending climax. Sukuna's hand slipped between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing it with expert precision. The added stimulation was too much, and with a loud cry, you came hard around his cock again, your body convulsing with pleasure.
Sukuna's pace didn't falter; he continued to thrust into you with relentless determination, prolonging your orgasm, his own deep, primal growls mixing with your cries. You felt his cock twitch inside you, the sensation driving you to the brink once more.
As your orgasm began to subside, you were left breathless and trembling, but Sukuna wasn't finished with you yet. He kept moving, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more desperate. His fingers continued their assault on your clit, sending jolts of pleasure through your overstimulated body.
"Sukuna," you gasped, your voice barely more than a whisper, "I can't... it's too much..."
"You can take it," he growled back, his lips brushing against your ear. "You're mine. All mine."
With each thrust, he pushed you higher and higher, until you thought you might shatter from the intensity. The pleasure was overwhelming, almost too much to bear, but you couldn't get enough. You clung to him, your fingers digging into his shoulders, needing to feel every inch of him.
"Fuck," Sukuna groaned, his voice a raw, primal sound. "You're squeezing me so tight... I'm gonna..."
His words sent a thrill through you, your own pleasure building once more. He slammed into you with one final, powerful thrust, burying himself deep inside you. You felt him pulse, his cock filling you with his hot cum, and the sensation sent you over the edge again.
This time, your orgasm was even more intense, your body shaking with the force of it. Sukuna's name fell from your lips in a breathless moan, your eyes squeezing shut as the pleasure consumed you. He rode out his own climax, his movements becoming slow and deliberate, drawing out every last ounce of pleasure.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he collapsed beside you, both of you panting and spent. He pulled you into his arms, his grip possessive yet surprisingly tender. His fingers traced lazy patterns on your back, the touch soothing and intimate.
For a moment, you both lay there, tangled together in the aftermath, the room filled with the sounds of your heavy breathing. Sukuna's presence was overwhelming, his heat enveloping you, making you feel safe and cherished in a way you hadn't expected.
"You were amazing," he whispered, his voice softening as he nuzzled into your hair. "So fucking perfect."
A smile tugged at your lips, a warm feeling spreading through your chest. You turned your head slightly, your eyes meeting his. The intensity in his gaze had softened, replaced by something deeper, something almost tender.
"I'm yours," you whispered back, your voice filled with sincerity. "Now and always."
Sukuna's eyes darkened with emotion, his grip tightening around you. He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "And I'm yours," he murmured. "Always."
The words sent a flutter through your heart, butterflies dancing in your stomach. The fierce, possessive curse who had claimed you so completely was now holding you with a tenderness that took your breath away. It was a silent promise, a vow that you were his, not just in this moment, but forever.
For a moment, you both lay there, tangled together, panting and spent. Then Sukuna pulled out of you, collapsing beside you and pulling you into his arms. His grip was possessive, but there was a tenderness to it as well, a silent promise that you were his, now and always.
