first time at the beach with Sukuna.
It was still hard to believe you’d actually managed it, but here you were, on your way to the beach with Sukuna. The man had rarely stepped foot on a sandy shore in his entire life.
You had spent the previous night practically begging him. At first, he’d shot the idea down with a bored roll of his eyes, muttering that it sounded pointless and certainly boring.
But you knew exactly how to work him. One look at you pouting on the couch, combined with the mental image of you looking mouthwatering in a tiny bikini stretched out on a towel, was all the convincing he actually needed to change his mind.
You had stubbornly refused to let him see the bikini you wore under your clothes this morning, telling him, “I want it to be a surprise!”
Now that you had finally arrived at your destination, you didn't waste a second. You whipped your tube top off right there in the car, revealing a tiny, yellow triangle top covered in brown polka dots.
Stepping out, the matching thong bottom left absolutely nothing to the imagination from behind.
You turned around to face him, and the look on your boyfriend's face was completely priceless.
Sukuna was practically drooling, his eyes fixed entirely on you, tracking every single inch of bare skin you had just unveiled.
A wicked smirk spread across his face as you laid both of your towels out on the sand, his eyes tracking the way the summer sun hit your bare skin. “Come put sunscreen on me first, yeah?”
You nodded in approval, grabbing the bottle before straddling his thighs and sitting down on his lower back.
Pouring a generous amount of the cool lotion into your palms, you rubbed your hands together and smoothed them over his muscular shoulders first.
You worked your way down at a gentle pace, your thumbs kneading into the tight tension of his back, nearly massaging him.
“You're so warm and huge… I think I just wanted an excuse to sit on you like this,” you said, chuckling while your hands were still working on applying sunscreen.
You patted his broad shoulder, smoothing down the last of the lotion. “All done! You can turn over now.”
He kept his face buried in his arms against the towel. “I can't.”
“Why?” you asked, blinking down at him.
“I said I can't. Now just go swimming,” he growled, voice tight.
Giggling at his stubborn behavior, you ran off toward the water, which was completely calm without a single wave in sight.
You had absolutely no idea that his sudden stiffness was actually a raging boner, brought on entirely by your touch and that little remark you'd made earlier.
It took a solid ten minutes of intense waiting before the blood finally receded enough for him to turn over and sit normally on the towel.
Spotting him, you waved excitedly before running out of the water to head back to the spot.
You were completely soaked, your wet hair slicked back, and the water droplets tracking down your skin made your tits move in a way that had him wanting to take you right then and there.
Unfortunately for him, that exact view sent all the blood rushing right back to where it had just left.
As you got closer, he snatched your tiny purse on the towel by his side using it to hide his growing erection.
You stopped in front of him, dripping wet. “The water is amazing, get up!” you beamed, reaching out to tug at his tattooed arm.
Sukuna gripped the purse like his life depended on it, glaring up at you with pure desperation. “No. Go back in the water.”
You pouted, crossing your arms. “You're no fun. I thought you wanted to see the bikini?”
“I do,” he gritted out, his knuckles turning white around the strap of your bag. “From a distance. Sit down before I make you.”
Going to the beach wasn't that bad after all.
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