caleb is for the girlies that were always left out in friend groups, the girlies that were always interrupted by others, the girlies that were forgotten, the girlies that were never anyone’s first priority, so that’s why we love him so much, since he does the complete opposite of what has been done to us <3
No bc tell me why this stupid bubblegum dumb dumb looking ass BITCH had the audacity to ask me why I hate Ada Wong. And the worst part was. When I told her that I don't like her because she used Leon and then left, THIS BITCH SAID 'oh you guys are just alike'
OKAY WELL NUMBER ONE I HAVE NEVER USED ANYONE AND JS LEFT SO FUCK YOU YOUR STUPID ASS IS THE ONE WHO IS GHOSTING ME EVERY 2 WEEK I DONT WANNA FUCKING HEAR IT ABOUT ABOUT YOU SHUT YOUR STUPID ASS UP THATS WHY YOU HAD TO CHANGE CLASS BECAUSE YOU COULDNT KEEP YOUR STUPID MOUTH SHUT
Who would've thought, the moment you offered that delicious, creamy, vanilla cake up to the king of curses himself, would have earned you the pleasure of being his favorite servant.
You made the cake on a whim. One day you were bored during your kitchen duties and decided to make a sweet treat for yourself and the other servants.
How you ended up in front of Ryomen Sukuna with the treat was still a mystery.
"I make this for you, my lord." You said, knees digging into the rough flooring and eyes refusing to make contact with his. Your hands were under the cake bottom, lifting it up for Sukuna to see it. It was like you were offering up gifts to a god.
His four eyes stared down at you in disgust (or what looked like it).
"What is it." He said.
You tried to find the words in your throat quickly, the king doesn't like to wait.
"It's a vanilla paste with rich cream and soft dough, my lord."
He looked over to Uraume, who was standing by his side, next to his ginormous throne. Uraume walked up to you and stood. They stood right in front of you, swiping the side of the cake with their fingers before placing it in their mouth.
"It's good, my lord." They said, nodding to him.
You were confused. Was it good as in good good or good as not poisened?
Well, one thing is that it wasn't poisened because you don't have the guts to try and kill the king of curses.
"Bring it here."
The weight of the cake was finally taking from your hands. You took a deep breath out, thinking that if you had to hold it higher for much longer, your arms would have given out.
Uraume brought the cake to Sukuna, whose chin rested on his top arm's knuckled, unamused. His left top arm was quick to swipe the frosting with his large finger. He practically took a chunk of the cake.
You tried not to look at him now, scared of what he'll think of the cake that was originally not meant for him.
A low hum.
Your eyes widened.
A purr almost.
A hum that almost sounded like a big cat's purr of pleasure.
Your eyes quickly looked up at Ryomen Sukuna's massive body.
His pupils widened in...shock? Delight? Amusement?
You watched his hands reach up and grab a large piece from the side.
Oh he likes it. You couldn't help to think. After all, he went back for more.
"Make me more." Was all he said. He was serious.
And from that day on, you became Ryomen Sukuna's personal baker by accident. (And his favorite concubine too).
Her lips pressed tiny peppers kisses down your neck. The corner of the club you were in was dark. Dark enough to not see what the explicit things you two were doing.
You threw up head back, letting it fall against the wall.
"Wait--no, we can't." You gasped out, feeling her lift up your dress, just enough to expose your wet cunt.
Her hands trailed down the tight fabric of your dress until it reached the hem.
"Why not?" She asked, lifting herself from the spot on your neck. She tilted her head.
"Because--people are--oh!" You gasped once more as her fingers rub over cloth cunt.
"Yeah, but they'll never notice." She smiled against your neck. "Their too drunk for their own good."
You rolled your eyes. "You're so mean to me." You mumbled, closing your eyes.
"Am I baby?" She cooed, looking up at you. Her fingers pull down your soaked underwear only a little. "Well, I don't see you stopping me."
The truth was, you couldn't stop her even if you tried. Her fingers make their way through your puffy folds.
You bit your lip to suppress your moans.
Her fingers slide up and down, using your wetness as lube for her slim fingers.
Her fingertips traced the rim of your hole, teasing you.
"Just put it in already." You mumbled in her ear. You heard her chuckle, lifting her head up to kiss your lips.
"Needy." She mumbled on your lips before finally pushing two fingers into your aching cunt.
"Its been awhile, no?"
Her voice came over the phone.
You leaned against the counter of your kitchens apartment, smile plastered across your face and your phone eagerly pressed against your ear.
It had been a shock, really. To see Shoko Ieiri's name pop up on your phone.
To say you answered hesitant would be an understatement.
"I've missed our days at Jujutsu High."
A lie. Well, not technically a lie.
She did miss the days with you but she definitely did not miss Jujutsu High days.
"How long has it been?" She asked.
You couldn't help but chuckle, closing your eyes. Imagining what she looks like after all these years. It truly has been a long time since you last saw her.
"Yeah," You replied back. "Haven't seen you since highschool. Been too long."
"Yeah, too long." She mumbled, trailing off, before picking right back up again. "I've missed your pretty face."
"Oh,"
Oh.
You chuckled once more, brushing off the compliment. "Stop it, Shoko. You're too kind." You said with a smile and a small blush covering your face.
A smile Shoko could practically hear over the phone.
"How 'bout we get together tonight. Grab a drink at that new bar. It could be like a little class reunion."
You let out a pleased hum.
"Oh yeah, that's sounds fun. Will Satoru and Suguru be there? Did you invite Nanamin?"
Shoko rolled her eyes, taking a drag of her cigarettes before putting it out.
Of course she didn't talk or invite Satoru or Suguru. Nanami either.
N
ot that she has a problem with either of them.
She's around Satoru basically a lot more then she would like and she sees Nanami a lot but not as often as she does Gojo.
And Geto?
Let's just say his and Gojo's break up was very messy.
"Nah," Shoko replied, the smoke slowly spilling out of her mouth. "Busy, busy, busy."
You gave a small pout.
"Oh, that sucks. I haven't talked to any of them since highschool."
"Yeah?" She chuckled, "That's because you didn't stick around in the sorcerer world. If you did, we probably all would've been working together."
This time you were the one to roll your eyes.
"Nanamin isn't a sorcerer." You protested.
"Yeah, but he comes around to help Satoru's student every blue moon."
You scoffed.
"Oh really? Nanamin?"
"Yup."
"Why--?"
"I'll tell you all the details if you let me buy you a drink tonight."
You laughed.
"Okay," you shrugged, seeing no harm in it. "Don't threaten me with a good time." You joked.
"Alright then. I'll send you the address. Meet up around seven?"
You nodded, but quickly remembered you were on the phone.
"Yeah, sounds perfect. I'll see you then."
Shoko sat at the bar, beer in one hand and a cigarette in her mouth.
She dressed casual. Dark wash jeans with a nice dress shirt and black heels. Almost business women attire, something she would wear to work (minus the doctors jacket).
Her makeup was light. Just a little concealer to hide the heavy bags under her eyes and red lipstick.
"Welcome!" A workers voice said in the distance, causing Shoko's head to turn.
The ends of her mouth curled up into a tiny small, watching as you stepped through the door.
Right on time.
She thought, watching as your eyes roamed around the bar to find Shoko. You had a small pout on your face, something Shoko had remembered you were always doing when you were focused.
It was cute. Shoko thought, watching as you began to make your way deeper into the bar, still looking for her.
"[Name]!" She called out, raising her hand. She watched as your small pout turned into a smile.
She put the cigarette out in the crystal ash tray next to her.
"Shoko!" You exclaimed, making your way to her. "Wow, I didn't recognize you at all."
Shoko stood from her bar set and wrapped her arms around you in a tight embrace.
"Ah, really?" She asked, smiling when she felt your arms wrap back around her. She felt you nod slightly. "Is that supposed to be a bad thing?"
She didn't want to pull away. Your touch was so warm, comforting even.
Sadly you were the one to break the embrace.
"No!" You exclaimed with a soft giggle. "Of course not. I haven't seen you in years, you look even prettier then the last time I saw you!"
You playfully hit her arm, causing her to chuckle.
"Yeah, yeah. Tell me more lies." Shoko said, playfully rolling her eyes.
"I'm not lying," You said with a smile, "You look different from when we were teens."
Shoko took a cigarette from out of her case. "Well, I can't say the same for you." Her voice was muffled because of the cigarette she placed in between her red lips.
You're smile dropped and your eyebrows furred together in confusion.
"Huh?"
"Well, from what I can tell right now," She brought a lighter up to the end of the cigarette and lit it, taking a nice long drag from the stick. "You're the same. But, I have a feeling that's going to change over the course of the night."
She wink at you, and you couldn't help but to drop the confused look on your face and turn it into a smile.
"Is that a challenge?" You questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"You always liked challenges."
"Hmph." You crossed your arms. "I fear you're right."
"I fear I've always been right. Um, Masimoto!" Shoko called over the bartender.
A man in a black shirt and black pants walked over to where the two girls were sitting, throwing a rag over his should.
"What can I get you?"
"I would like whiskey on the rocks. And for the pretty lady," She looked over to you.
"Vodka coke please."
Masimoto nodded, saying something like 'coming right up before walking away.
"What are we? Sixteen?" Shoko joked, turning in her chair to face you.
You were already facing her, so there was no need to turn in your seat.
You shrugged. "No, but that's my go-to starter drink." You stuck your tongue out at her. She laughed, shaking her head.
Shoko was looking forward to spending this night with you.
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