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finsplurtz · 4 months

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all mine — sukuna ryōmen

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Sukuna Ryōmen

— Contents: sub top male reader x dom bottom Sukuna , OOC sukuna , A bit of x Yuji , madd overstimulation , could contain r4pe , power bottom Sukuna , degrading , crying , a bit of a breeding kink in there , Yuji is aged up……

Warnings : non con possibly, crying

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Itadori was panting while his body twitched. He was straddling yn, he was fully stuffed with his cock. Cum on yn’s stomach, and some dripping out of his ass.

yn was lazy and tired, he lied on the bed staring at the ceiling just massaging his boyfriend’s thighs.

“..ngh…” A small noise caught his attention. He looked at Ita’ who was slightly out of it.

“….you okay, hon..?” He asked bringing his hand to caress his boyfriend’s face.

Itadori hiccuped before nodding and slowly lying his body over his boyfriends chest.

Yn was slightly concerned but tried not to question him too much…he ran his fingers thru Yuji’s hair closing his eyes hoping to fall asleep.

He felt Yuji lift his ass slowly and sink back down with more cum pooling out. Yn quirked an eyebrow. He already felt a bit overstimulated so he hoped Yuji wouldn’t want to go again..

“Yuji…” yn whispered and groaned. He swallowed when he felt his cute boyfriend begin to kiss and suck at his neck.

Yn let out small moans grabbing a handful of Yuji’s hair to gently pull him off.

“Yuj—“ He froze when he made eye contact with the devil himself.

“..S-sukuna..?” The tatted guy sat up straight with a slight moan.

“..Impressive.” Sukuna smirked looked down at the small bulge in his stomach. Yn blushed looking away. He kept his hands off yuji’s body.

“We’ll see how much more you can handle, yeah? Now that I have you all to myself while Yuji’s passed out…I can use my time wisely.” He lifted himself and slammed himself hack down harshly laughing when yn let out a pathetic whimper.

“SUKUNA- my..dick..” he whined gripping the sheets.

The curse ignored yn’s protests and continued to fuck himself on him. After a bit the pleasure hit him as well as the overstim since Yuji had already came.

Yn was high off sex, his eyes looking everywhere but at this fckin weirdo

“Hah…~ look at you ynnn-yy ..already fucked out aren’t you..mm..~” Sukuna ran his sharp nails over yn’s bare chest making him twitch and whine.

“Ita must be lucky..getting to see this whenever he wants. Soon as I get my freedom…you’re all mine….” Sukuna laughed once more bouncing on yn’s dick again.

“Shit- Yuji’s stupid b..body is so..ugh..~” Sukuna placed his hands on yn’s abdomen struggling to lift himself with his shaky thighs.

Yn was practically drooling as his dick twitched inside the ‘King of curses’.

“Hm..~? Really hope Yuji’s awake..need him to see this fucjing beauty..!” He grabbed yn’s jaw and forced him to look Sukuna in the eyes.

‘Kuna rolled his eyes and did his best to continue overstimulating the younger male. Pulling the whiniest sluttiest whimpers and cries from this man. He thought sukuna couldn’t tell but, yn was stopping himself from placing his hands on the smaller body.

“S-scared to touch me..~? Or afraid of what Yuji might s-say..” Sukuna smirked intertwining his fingers with yn’s finding his own g spot.

Sukuna’s tongue lolled out and he let out a whorish moan fucking himself faster and sloppier.

“Shhhitt..~ you feel so fuckin’ good…so big..I want your babies in me..!” Sukuna bit yn’s lip who shook violently inside his boyfriend and hissed at the small sting on his lip.

“Wa-wanna breed me…~? I bet Yuji would fuckin’ loveeee our b-babies..” Sukunas nails dug deeper into yn’s shoulder blades making him wince.

“Cmon..give me your children.” Sukuna sat up straight and grabbed yn’s hands, placing them on his hips, he shuffled on his dick.

“Fuck me..~?” Sukuna said in a low voice. Yn whined and began to fuck Sukuna at his best abilities.

Sukuna smirked watching the guy crumble beneath him. He was so weak, so sensitive..he couldn’t bear the sensation.

He pulled at yn’s wrist sitting him up and l putting both his hands on his leaking cock.

“Look at you…all fucked up~” Sukuna laughed and grinded his hips into yn’s hand as well as massaging his prostate with his dick.

“You’re all mine…just a little mess..my messy big dicked bitch..~!” He moaned pressing yn’s hands tighter around his smaller dick.

“..right, yn..~?” With one of his clawed hands he grabbed at the guys jaw and looked into his eyes.

“All…mine..~” Sukuna whispered gracing his lips against yn’s, pulling him into a hot make out session. Yn was practically drooling letting his tongue roam Sukuna mouth, maybe the amount of stimulation was making him all the more horny…

He thrusted his hips trying to cum one more time having Sukuna moan into his mouth.

“Mmph..~ Gunna c-come…” yn whined looking into Sukuna’s red eyes.

“Yeah..? Cmon big guy..come deeppp inside me….~” Sukuna’s dick twitched as he was also close.

A couple more thrust and yn came with a loud sob, his body trembled, he hid his face in the crook of Sukuna’s neck, panting like a dog.

Cum spilled from Sukuna’s cock while he moaned at the feeling of the other’s cum filling him up. He loved it so much, the feeling of an orgasm was now stuck in his mind.

“You’re all mine…right, love..?” Sukuna whispered into yn’s ear who mumbled incoherent noises and kissed his neck.

Sukuna grinned and wrapped his arms around yn’s neck.

He heard a small sniffle come from Sukuna and pulled away to see Yuji looking down at him with teary eyes.

Yn caressed his face and kissed him passionately.

“..I’m yours, Yuji..” He said looking into Yuji’s beautiful eyes before smiling and laying down on the bed spooning the smaller.

“Only yours…” He whispered while Yuji held onto him tighter.

Secretly Yuji really liked seeing yn go all submissive and whiny for him. He just imagined it was because of him and not Sukuna.

a/n: Sukuna typa guy to switch with Yuji while he’s having sex w/ yn to scare him…

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toranesu · 3 months

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Case 7 0 7 : just for you .

⌗ sub bottom afab. sukuna x dom top m. reader

cw. punishment-goes-too-far, threat of free use, degrading, pussy slapping, ooc, talk about breeding.

the room smelled filthy of sex and fluids, disheveled clothes everywhere on the floor, and long discarded. "you think that was funny, huh? pulling shit like that," you growled, pressing your fingers up against sukuna's sweet spot.

"nhhhaah...! f-fuck!" there laid the great king of curses, legs spread wide open to give you access to his wet folds. "f-fuck you! i can do whatever the fuck i want!" he spat out, managing to give you a dirty glare as if to show that he was in control.

alas, he wasn't. "ah-hah!" sukuna wailed, his toes curling as he felt your palm landing on his clit.

"still acting like a brat, aren't you?" you frowned, plunging your fingers back and forth into his entrance. "you would think that by now, you know who's in control here, 'kuna," he cries when he feels your thumb rub over his clitoris. so sensitive when you've barely done anything to him.

he bites his lip, struggling to bite back at you. "y-you— you're just a lowly human," he spits, nails clawing into the bedsheets when he feels you bury your fingers knuckle-deep inside him.

"am i, ryo?" the usage of his first name makes his insides clench around you, keeping you buried deep inside him. "maybe i am," you lean down, pressing your lips below his ear, "but to you, i'm not."

sukuna whines, bucking his hips up at your words. it's true, after all. only you got to see him like this. only you could make him like this. only you could ever treat him like some lowly being, and he'd let you get away with it.

"so i don't appreciate you getting all touchy feely with people who aren't me," you nibble at his earlobe, the gesture leaving sukuna wet and wanting. without him realizing it, sukuna's arms reach to wrap around your neck, pulling you closer.

your free hand glides across sukuna's thigh, getting comfortable on his hip as he exhales, his warm insides clenching and unclenching around you. "you know you're mine as much as i am yours, don't you?" sukuna's legs tighten around your waist as your fingers start to move inside him once more.

sukuna moans, bucking his hips up to your touch. "i'm not—" he starts. oh, how sweet you are to him.. how sweet and rough you can be to him at the same time. it makes him weak. his pride simply cannot allow that.

"you're my property, you're my dog," he digs his nails into your back, "not the other way around." you sigh, pulling your fingers out of his hole without a word. sukuna whines, pulling away from you and shooting you a dirty glare.

in a swift move, you're forcing yourself inside him. your hands on his hips as you plunge yourself deep inside him. "aahngh–! " sukuna moans in surprise, his head throwing back as he claws the bedsheets, almost enough to rip them.

"you don't ever fucking learn, do you, sukuna?" you bite, pulling his hips closer to you and nuzzling against that spot that feels so, so good. sukuna's chest heaves, an arm covering half of his face, yet showing enough of his eyes to know he's once again glaring at you.

he snarls, "hah, what the fuck do i need to learn from a mutt like you?" your gaze goes cold, and you pull out enough for just the tip to be in. when your nails dig into his skin, and you snap your hips against his, sukuna lets the most obnoxious moan you've heard all night.

you look down, and you notice the light bulge on his stomach that always grows whenever you're in the deepest parts of him. "say what you want. but you're mine, and you know it," you say with a light growl, your hand pressing on his stomach to feel the bulge.

sukuna looks down to his stomach, feeling you, your touch, your dick, oh, it's too much. he whimpers, clamping down on you while his hand reaches to lay on top of yours.

"but alright, if that's what you want," you pull your hand away from his, staring down on him from above. "maybe i'll just let everyone see how the great king of the curses really is," he squirms at your words, lightly pressing his hips down on yours.

he glares at you, yet not finding the words to spit back at you. your rough hand glides across his thigh, fiddling with his cunt as he spasms and groans. "or i'll let them use you. since i don't seem to be enough for you anyway," he clenches up at that, his hand reaching to wrap around your wrist.

"f-fuck you–" sukuna spites, and you slap his cunt once more, earning a cry from sukuna as his hips buck up. "what? i bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?" you stare at him coldly, lightly grinding your hips against his as he bites back his moans.

"i'd spread your legs open for those curses to use as they please. or maybe the humans too. maybe gojo, maybe uraume," you bring up onto the topic of what he'd done earlier today, purposely riling you up and getting way too close to that servant of his.

sukuna visibly flinches at your words. the utter emptiness in your voice frightened him. he wondered if you'd actually do that. "i'd just leave you there, probably. it'd be too disgusting for me to look at," you spit, spreading his folds open with your fingers.

"y-you—" sukuna starts, red eyes glaring at you from below. your words make his heart clench. even he, felt disgusted at your words. he felt his soul crash down, he felt uncomfortable, he felt guilty. "what? you started this," you sigh, not even giving him the courtesy of a kiss, and just mindlessly slamming your hips against his.

sukuna groaned, his hands scrambling, not knowing what to do with them. it felt good. sex always felt good with you, but after what you said? it's different now.

"and since you're not mine, there's no reason for me to be yours, either," you continue, lazily pulling your dick out until just the tip was in, and pounding into him only half in. sukuna's hands reach to grab yours, squeezing so tightly that it hurts. "i am your king," he growled, slamming his hips down on yours to get you all the way in. what the hell were you saying? what the hell are you doing?

"like hell you are," you grab his hands with one of yours, pinning his wrists above his head. sukuna could easily knock you out. sukuna could easily push you away if he wanted to. hell, he could kill you if he wanted to. but he doesn't. he simply moans and thrusts his hips back up to yours.

he's weak. too weak to even find the words to spite you. the sex doesn't feel as good as it usually is. his pussy is clenching tightly around you, your words ringing through his head. "you can do whatever you want, and so will i," you look down on him, pressing the tip of your dick onto his sweet spot.

sukuna throws his head back, his pussy spasming around you. he feels like he's close, but he can't come. he just can't. "you can get your slutty hole used by whoever you want, sukuna," you say, rolling your hips against his. "i'll fuck someone else. i mean, anyone would be glad to get knocked up by me, y'know?" your words stung like a knife into his heart.

"plus, by then, your cunt would be too lose, anyway," and just like that, he breaks. sukuna's legs drop down, his nails digging into his palms as his lips tremble. "fuck you," he snarls, his whole body going limp as he feels tears threatening to spill out of the corner of his eyes.

for a split second, you felt guilty. surely you didn't go too far, right? wrong.

sukuna couldn't even find the words to bite back at you, trying to keep himself intact after you said all those words to him. he doesn't want that. he doesn't want to be shared. he doesn't want you to be shared.

"you gonna start crying, slut?" you snap your hips against his, shoving your feelings aside. "you started this, so see it to the fucking end, will you?" sukuna's heart shatters, the sex really didn't feel good now.

your hands are still restricting his, so he couldn't push you away. he's strong. he's the strongest. so why can't he fight you back now? his nails are starting to draw blood out from his palm, everything was starting to hurt. with a light sob, he calls out your name.

" 'm sorry," sukuna cries. he didn't want this. he was just looking for some fun. he just wanted to rile you up for some punishment, for some good sex. "y-you fucking asshole," tears were starting to pour out of his eyes.

the great sukuna did cry during sex, but not like this. your hands immediately release his wrists, wrapping your arms around him as if on instinct. "ryo, i'm sorry, i–" you try to apologize, only to be responded by sukuna wrapping his arms and legs around you tightly, his nails digging onto your back, as if he was petrified of you leaving him.

"i didn't mean that," you tell him, trying to get ahold of yourself as he buries his face into your shoulder. he felt embarrassed, then too. the great sukuna doesn't cry. especially not due to things like this. "..please," sukuna whimpers, his whole body trembling.

he sobs onto your shoulder, clinging onto your body as if you were to die, once again. "don't do that to me," he begs of you. and at that moment, he couldn't even register how pathetic he sounded. how could he, the king of curses, crumble under mere words of threat? how could he become this weak?

your heart drops down to your chest when you realize what you've done. perhaps, the monster was you. "i'm sorry," you whisper out, holding him closer. "i wouldn't do that, ryo. you know i wouldn't," sukuna exhales shakily, the embarrassment creeping alongside the hurt.

"i hate you," he whimpers, but he knows you wouldn't. he knows you love him. you've loved him for years, and never once have you said things like that towards him. he can't help feeling hurt.

all this hurt his pride. to think mere words from a mere human could hurt him this much? to think something so silly had him weak, unable to move an inch, unable to pull or push away. this is the vulnerable side only you would ever see.

you pull away from the hug, getting a good look at sukuna's face. his cheeks were wet from tears, his face red and lips slightly bloody from biting himself. "i'd rather kill myself than hand you or myself over to anyone else," sukuna's lips tremble when he feels you wipe his tears, reminding him of the gentle ways you usually use on him.

"don't fucking say shit like that again," he growls, yet it being covered by an involuntary whimper, "i'll kill you if you do."

you chuckle lightly, pressing your forehead onto his. "i'm sorry," you apologize, just barely above a whisper. sukuna pouts slightly before pulling you into a kiss, grinding his hips onto yours to remind you that you were still inside him.

"just impregnate me or something so we both don't have to worry about shit like that," he smirks, barely joking as he pulls you close.

you couldn't help but chuckle, "as if you'd ever be ready for that."

#: ren's encore.#sub sukuna #dom reader #top male reader #bottom sukuna #afab character #amab reader #male reader #nsft #sub jjk #sukuna smut

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hinamie · 1 month

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choke you back like fingers

#my art #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #fanart #jjk fanart #hides face in hands by talos this cant keep happening........#throws arms up IDK IM SORRY HE GETS AWAY FROM ME EVERY TIME #hina dress chars normally challenge failed once again gomen #i actually benched this piece for a while . came back to it. COMPLETELY retconned th vibe and now he looks like this #im sorry?? you're welcome???????? take ur pick #i kno that tf sukuna has the stomach mouth instead of the tattoos but i couldnt b bothered also i worked hard on those abs >:(#also i think this is the nicest hair ive ever given him but idk how on model it is fhdssgdjf OOPS #its part of the fit it goes with the crop top #also pls listen 2 burn the witch its such a vibe #chants theres blood on the walls theres spirits in the dolls theres blood on the walls theres spirits in the dolls

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svgvru · 6 months

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𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓 (𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓), 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓 (𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓), 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓─𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓!

🎁 christmas present 4 @sensivs: sub top, m!reader ─ dom bottom, ftm!sukuna ꒰ hein era!sukuna, non-con/dub-con? female + male anatomy described, uraume is helping/ watching so cuck and threesome later?, dacryphilia, sukuna has 2 clits instead of 2 dicks, face sitting, this is totally not inspired by some porn i saw on twt, lmk if there's something else.

"𝗡o, my lord..." Uraume's voice rung out through the large "throne room" Sukuna had built, "I don't believe this man is good at anything." Sukuna's watchful eyes narrow at your trembling form; you sat crouched down before him with bound wrists.

The King of Curses peered down at you with a hum. "No particular skills or nothing?" His gaze was full of judgment and ridicule, "I wonder how he intended to get wife with a list full of incompetence." Uraume nodded at his words, they never particularly liked any of the humans Sukuna thought was worth saving. "Uraume? You cleaned him like I asked?" The servant nodded.

"Yes, my lord," they responded, "Although, I believe a proper concubine would be much more useful than...him, if I am guessing your intentions correctly."

With a glare, Uraume's lips were shut. "Uraume, I suggest you don't push it." Uraume gave him a quick bow, "Apologies, my lord." Their eyes drift to your worried and scared expression before they step back into their place. Your eyes catch the four of Sukuna's rack your form. The lower two are fixed on the only cloth you have on you, covering your groin. Worries filled your head as you look at Sukuna's large form. His four arms were crossed, his legs spread wide as his kimono flowed around him on the cushion his throne. Two curved scars rest under his nipples.

"Hm, perhaps I'll use you for my pleasure," Sukuna spoke with a tilt of his head. "Come here." Uraume's lips twitched in annoyance. They hated when their lord would call upon someone else to serve him in that way. After all of the years, the learning, and memorization, there is no spot on his body they do not know. And yet, he'd choose someone else?

You take hesitant steps toward him, moving your feet faster at his glare. Sukuna studies your timid expression, almost grinning at it. "On your knees," he smirks as you easily follow orders, "Take off my robes."

There's hesitance to your actions as you messily remove his robes with your bound hands. Sukuna watches your chest flutter from your hitched breath. Your eyes are trained on the sight between his legs. His pink pussy is in front of your face; puffy, spread lips─and two red clits were inches from your mouth. Your lips part, tongue tracing the inside of your teeth. "I..."

A sudden loud laugh bursts you out of the thoughts your in.

Your eyes flicker to his face, his twisted smile meeting your face. "Enjoying the view? I thought you hated being in here," Sukuna teases. The King stands up, moving from infront of the cushion. "Lay down on your back. Let's put that tongue to use," he grins, watching your much smaller form lay down on his large cushion.

There was anxiety in your chest as you peered up at him. What if you can't pleasure him? Would be crush you with his weight? He is much larger than you, and he intends to sit on your face.

Sukuna smirks as he watches your lips part, mouth opened wide for him.

You close your eyes, feeling the plush skin of his ass envelope your face. His slick touches your tongue, his hips rock side to side as your lips swiping along his puffy folds. Sukuna smirks, his larger eyes locking onto Uraume's heated face, his smaller eyes looking down at your growing bulge.

The sounds of your rough breathing, eager mouth, and whimpers are music to his ears. "Come now, you can do better. Please me," Sukuna growls. "Ngh─ah...yes!"

The rocking of his gets rougher, your lips mouthing as his dripping cunt. Your tongue dipping inside of him, slurping up his slick. You moan into his skin; your eyes cross at his taste, bound hands slipping under your loincloth to stroke your hardening cock. It was baffling to you. You, are beneath the King of Curses, eating him out. His thighs shake around your from and you can tell he's close.

Your fingers touch your sensitive tip, loud whines coming from you, grunts coming the man above you.

Until you feel a large, calloused hand grasp your own. "Ah, ah...I didn't say you could please yourself, did I?" Sukuna grins, "I have other plans for this..." Sukuna licks his lips, grinning at the size of your cock he feels. The King sucks in a breath rotating his hips on your mouth. "Ah, glad you can be of─use," he grits his teeth, hips stuttering as he cums on your mouth. "Yeah, swallow it for me."

Sukuna sucks in a breath, eyes crossing as your tongue flicks along his sensitive clits, prolonging his orgasm. "Oh...yes," he growls with tensing thighs, suffocating you.

When he lifts his hips from your face he smirks, his hands still covering your throbbing cock. Your face in bliss, panting with his release covering your face. Sukuna laughs at your expression. "Almost came from eating me out? Hm," Sukuna lets go of your hands and simply tears the flimsy loincoth you wore, "Now use your cock to fuck me."

He lays down next to you on his side; his back faces you. "Come now, don't make me do all of the work," the man grumbles as he feels your cock pressing against his ass.

You gulp; you try and shift your hips to get your cock closer to his waiting pussy, and to no avail with your bound hands pressed to his back. Sukuna sighs and reaches between his spread legs, his hand engulfing your small cock (at least compared to him). He slips your cock between his wet folds, grunting as he feels you inside of him. "Mm, yeah..." Sukuna takes a breath, adjusting for a second, "Now move."

"M-mhm!" you whimper at the feeling of him. You drag your hips from his before slamming them back against him, feeling the warmth of his pussy coat your cock.

Sukuna bites back a moan, giving your cock a quick squeeze. Your hips brush against the cushion every time you retract them from him. Sukuna's face was in a frown twisted in pleasure. "Fuck," he whispers as your increasing pace, "Harder." String of moans and whimpers leave your bitten lips. The sounds of his wet pussy squelching around your cock fills your ears. "Sukuna," you moan, obliging with his request, fucking his pussy like he needs.

His hands are resting behind his neck as you hammer his pussy. There's a wave of feeling from his stomach to his thighs; he feels his orgasm coming close, but somethings mission.

"Shit─" Sukuna grits his teeth, "Uraume!"

"Yes, my lord?" Uraume steps up, their jaw locked at the sound of their lords moans, and the use of this pathetic "servant" defiling a king with his cock. Sukuna lets out a breathy moan, "Please me. Surely your mouth and hands can be of use other than for cooking."

"Yes, my lord." Uraume moves towards him, fingers ghosting his pale skin. Sukuna's chest shudders; his hips stutter at Uraume's touch. One of their hands rub circles on one of his wet clits; their mouth licking at the top one, lips encasing it with warmth. Sukuna's hips twitch as Uraume's lips suck on one, their thumb rubbing his exposed clit. It doesn't help that his ears pick up on the quiet sobs from behind him. He felt the wetness of your tears touch his toned back.

Regardless, of if you felt good or hated this, your cries only served to further his orgasm. Uraume hated it.

"Mmph─fuck," Sukuna whispers, one of his large hands delicately rest on the back of Uraume's head...the opposite of his roughness with you. "More, Uraume...more."

Uraume's jaw relaxes licks and sucking at his clits, the tip of their tongue ghosting along your cock. "S-Shit─" they hear you whisper in Sukuna's back. Your hips stutter against Sukuna, both of you are close. "May I? Please," you whimper in a sob. Sukuna's pussy tightens around you, "Fuck─yes!" Uraume's tongue swipes and wraps around one of his clits. They were sensitive, both of them. Uraume was quite surprised Sukuna's lasting so long. Perhaps because your here? Normally, he'd let it all go in front of Uraume...perhaps it was his title as king.

"Cum, my lord. Please," Uraume mumbles around his clits. Sukuna's gentle hand slightly tightens around Uraume as his pussy tightens.

A string of moans leaves your lips, a loud groan leaving Sukuna's as you release inside of him. His bottom lip catches behind his teeth, the large mouth on his stomach pants as he milks you dry. His pussy spasming on your cock. "Ngh─yeah...just like that!" Sukuna creams coating your cock and thighs in his release. His eyes rolled and tongue lolled at the feeling of your cum filling him. Uraume can feel their own arousal pooling at the sight and taste of their king, but that waits until later. Now, they simply need to help him come down from his high.

He feels your cock soften inside of him, slipping out with a wet squelch. Sukuna's chest rises up and down, "Uraume..."

As if reading his mind, Uraume jumps to help him come down, cleaning him while glaring towards you. You whose panting and covered in Sukuna's cum. Sukuna hums at his soon clean and fixed form. Uraume bows, pleased to have pleaured their lord. Sukuna looks at Uraume, one of his hands softly rubs their head before giving a command. With a quick glance to you, he orders...

"Clean him up. Perhaps I'll milk him more."

seen a lack of sukupussy. therefore, here.

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#꒰ 📃 ꒱ — 𝐍𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 #sukuna x male reader #afab!sukuna #jjk x male reader #jjk x reader #jjk smut #sukuna x reader #sukuna smut #x male reader #sub male reader #top male reader #afab character

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bloody-night · 6 months

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Just imagine, RYOMEN SUKUNA being under you, your eyes gazing his beautifully toned body. Your hands moving down to touch his sweet cunt, feeling him shiver slightly under your touch. Sure he could kill you in .2 seconds, but he wanted to see what you could do for him. Your fingers touched his sweet and wet folds, spreading them and exploring what he has. He softly exhaled, his back slightly arching as he felt a finger being inserted inside him. His pretty nails gripping the sheets slightly, glancing away to feel the pleasure. Your, now two fingers, worked themselves to please him, later making him wetter than he was before. He let out small groans, hands grabbing your shoulders tightly, his breath slowly getting quicker. “F-fuck. Keep going, just like that.” He spoke, glancing at you with his bloody red eyes. Your fingers sped up more, sweet squelching sounds coming louder. You saw how Sukuna got a bit embarrassed from the loud squelching, but he didn’t care, he liked what was happening this moment. His legs spread more, his breath hitching. He arched his back, a hand digging its nails into your shoulder, while the other ripped the sheets from the sensation he was feeling. “C-cumming…” He mumbled, gasping a bit high pitched, letting out the first moan you’ve ever heard from him, come out of his pink lips. His hips jerked, his pussy releasing sweet juices onto your fingers. Sukuna sat up, panting softly as he stared at you. His hands moving to your face, seemingly caressing it. You moved your fingers out of him, licking the juices he released on you. “Maybe I might keep you…” He mumbled, his lips dangerously close to yours.

#jjk #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x male reader #amab reader #male reader #x top male reader #x male reader #sub sukuna #sukuna ryomen smut

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nickgoesinsane · 7 months

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Being Sukuna’s vessel and he stands in front of any reflective surface to flirt with you whenever he’s in control.

He just turns your head this way and that to admire your face, tracing the curve of your jaw with a claw tipped finger. He grins broadly once he’s done, stepping back to look down at your shared body. “Don’t you look delicious?” Sukuna purrs in delight, now entranced with the way his tattoos look on your skin.

“Fight now, flirt later.” You remind him, momentarily regaining control of your vocal cords.

Sukuna sighs like complying is a chore, turning to the trembling curse before you, “You owe me.”

“Sure.”

#‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ nick writes !#jjk brainrot #dom reader #top reader #sub character #sub ryomen sukuna #ryomen sukuna x reader #vessel reader

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blvdprn · 6 days

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I NEED mommy kuna rn!!!

I want to such n touch his tits so bad omg

mmm mommy sukuna 🤤 also is it just me or do the bodies sukuna takes over always look older when he’s in control? does he somehow change their appearance into more adultish or ??? this is heian era n evil reader if u squint. i will also do a fic on this later (let’s hope i finish before my traveling or you’ll have to wait over a month)

god imagine big tiddied sukuna making fun of you when he realized you liked his pecs. i think he’d definitely tease you. like he’d purposely leave his kimono very open and laugh in your face when you couldn’t tear your eyes away from his cleavage. after that he would squish his tits together while your face got even more hot. if you guys were somehow dating or were fuck buddies he would use it to his advantage. would be like “i’ll let you touch me here if you massacre the whole village.” and then you wouldn’t even leave a single bug left behind. after all you knew it was a once in a lifetime opportunity. you would do anything to touch those big pecs of his. you’d come back all covered in blood with lust in your eyes (sukuna definitely got a boner from that). he would guide your hands with his and onto his chest. after that you’d go crazy. i really don’t think sukuna would be very submissive (unless??) so he’d have you sitting on his lap instead of laying down. your mouth on his nipples would make him go wild. he would groan quietly and try to bite his tongue so no sounds would come out. he’s the king of curses, he shouldn’t be in any vulnerable position no matter how much he enjoyed it. sukuna’s breath would hitch whenever you’d nibble on his nipples —i know it. tbh that man would not be sensitive there but after all your biting and pulling and sucking, it would be a miracle if he didn’t feel just a tiny bit overwhelmed and delicate. he would never tell you, but after that tit sucking session, his chest became a more vulnerable spot.

#blvdprn answers #male reader #dom male reader #top male reader #sukuna x male reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu sukuna #jjk sukuna #jjk #jjk x male reader #jjk smut #sukuna #sub sukuna #jujutsu kaisen x male reader #sub jjk

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ashersanity · 3 months

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— “Drunk already? I wouldn’t have pinned you for a light weight.”

-> content warning! alcohol intoxication, top m alpha! reader x bratty omega in heat, stupid cockwhore bitch craves for cock but doesn’t get it.

Turning someone into your little cockwhore bitch, there’s nothing sweeter than that — than the otherwise self-assured look in their eyes turned to one that’s dazed and pleading.

Fuck, if it weren’t for the numerous drinks simmering in his system, drumming along his veins that had his head swim, he wouldn’t be in this position. No, damn it. He wouldn’t be here, visible flush streaked across his cheeks with the obvious, heady scent of arousal lingering in the air. His interested, omegan cock stirring between his spread legs, knees clumsily knocking against yours beneath the wooden counter. Nor would he be the one to lean just a bit, in your direction, intently fixated on your parting lips with every swallow you take, each and every bob of your throat that curves along nicely down, alcohol pleasantly burning. It was a mistake in itself, to think he’d out drink you, looking perfectly fine in comparison to him who supported his chin atop his palm, gently swaying back and forth.

Shit, he hated you. He hated you so damn much that he’d catch himself staring at your glistening mouth each and every time, bubbling frustration slowly shifting into one of needy arousal, a need for your cock in his throat, ass, wherever he could touch it, smell it even. Maybe if you were so generous, you’d let him have a go at it, pathetically slide himself onto his knees so he could paw at your bulge, suck on the rough fabric of your jeans where your fat, knotted cock comfortably sat underneath. Bastard didn’t deserve to get a proper taste anyway. Only a curl of your finger shoved up his pulsing, dripping hole would have him cumming all over himself like a whore regardless, desperately bucking his hips into your touch to reach your split knuckles. Hell, he’d even be fine with you towering over him, grip tightening onto his face with your fingers greedily digging into the soft of his flesh, harshly spitting into his awaiting mouth, pink tongue peeking out. However, you do none of that. Instead, you lean into his space, pressing your lips against the shell of his ear, heated breaths quickened, audible over the bustling pub and noisy patrons surrounding you.

— “I could ruin you if I wanted to. Fuck you, right here, right now. Have everyone see, what a needy little cum slut you are for my cock.”

Exhaling shakily, his eyes flutter shut at the drum of your voice, letting the words sink in, slicked, wet hole miserably tightening around nothing. Dammit, he wants you, wants you so fucking bad to mess him up, to have him bent over the flat surface as you fuck your cum into him, reddened ass on display for all the hungry, perverted alphas to leer upon.

— “But I won’t. I’ll just let you rut into your pillow like the nasty, fucking whore that you are.”

..You fucking tease.

whitney, remy, avery, ryomen sukuna, geto suguru, toji fushiguro, scaramouche, kaveh, kaeya alberich, satan (whb), reo mikage, micheal kaiser, sae itoshi, more?

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akumakosuke · 3 months

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Thinking about reducing the 'all mighty King of Curses' into nothing more than my little plaything~

All four arms tied up with rope imbued with Cursed Energy so he can't escape (not that he'd want to although he'd never admit it and still struggle against the rope, fuckers getting off on how much it hurts!)

Because he's Ryomen fucking Sukuna he wouldn't shut the fuck up until you put a gag in his mouth (anything counts as a gag as long as it gets him to shut up right? My cock, my fingers, his own underwear, maybe an actual gag but where's the fun in that?)

I just KNOW that he's a damn brat, always used to getting what he wants, always so demanding! (He still thinks he's the one in charge how cute!)

Obviously, like all brats deserve punishment but that asshole would thrive off punishment, thrive off the fact he managed to make me angry enough to snap, he'd enjoy that little surge of power he has before it all comes crashing down on him too fast and before he can react hes shooting blanks, soft cock aching, thicc thighs trembling, his poor hole all puffy and abused with my cum dripping out, his mind having been completely blank for a while now, poor brat doesn't even notice me going in for another round because he can't feel anything below the waist!

Delightful~

#akumakosuketoughts #dom male reader #seme male reader #top male reader #male reader #jjk x male reader #jujutsu kaisen #sukuna x male reader #sub sukuna

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finsplurtz · 4 months

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Hey! I ask that your requests were open so I thought that I should drop something. :)

For the request, I wanted to know your thoughts on a reader who does everything in his power to be likable for Yuji to want to date him (and it works) but it turns out that the reader only really wanted to get closer to Sukuna and kinda idolizes him. (idk if this is too specific but reader has kinda sub top vibes, but is more "dom-like" when trying to woo yuji and shoo off the competition)

— sorry it took so long but i loved writing this:)

king of curses — sukuna.ryōmen

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Sukuna Ryomen

— contents : some yuji x reader , reader is using yuji so he doesn’t really like the kid , dom top yn to sub top yn , sommeeeee sexxxx stuffff , reader lowkey obsessed with Sukuna will blow his back out

warnings : just sad for yuji since he thinks reader genuinely likes him….

✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮

Why is this such a brilliant idea…

Feel like the first time yn meets Yuji, he doesn’t care about who he is but as soon as he hears that he’s Sukuna’s vessel he’s downbad…

Yuji finds it a bit weird when yn starts to hang around him more. He’s not complaining, he likes having people around but sometimes it’s too much.

Yn will offer to buy him whatever he likes, he’s always there to take care or comfort him in anyway and eventually Yuji falls mad in love with him:(

Yuji loves how yn is so in control, dominant in a relationship just overall makes yuji feel safe, so he starts accepting everything the guy does for him and waiting for yn to confess.

Yn’s a fucking actor, he seems so genuinely interested in Yuji. He tells him how he feels and they decide to make things official and he makes sure Yuji’s the happiest he’s ever been, when deep down he’s hoping Sukuna takes control and treats him like a fucking animal…

The times Sukuna takes control over Yuji’s body, yn pretends to care about his beloved boyfriend around others but if they’re alone he won’t stop admiring Sukuna… he wants to remember sukuna’s face for when he’s doing anything inappropriate..

He loves the thought that Sukuna can feel whenever Yn’s fucking yuji, it may not be true but it’ll make him cum over and over again.

He’ll act all high and mighty around yuji, super mature, but he acts like a dog around Sukuna.. he’d get on his knees and do anything the curse asks him to, he’s a god to him and he wants to please Sukuna in anyway.

Obviously Sukuna can tell, he doesn’t mind… he likes yn’s visits. Keeps him refreshed:)

a/n; I won’t even lie this is soooo half assed, mb for leaving yall, I’ve been catching up on some work..

#sukuna bottom forever #yujis cute:(#sukuna x male reader #sukuna ryoumen smut #yuji x male reader #dom top reader #dom male reader #top male reader #sub top #ughhhh #jjk yuji #jjk sukuna #jujutsu kaisen #smut #dark content #jjk x male reader #gay #male reader #tumblr writers

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mysicklove · 6 months

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thinking about painsluts with a dom that purposefully doesnt hurt them. instead, treats them with the utmost care, gently caressing their pretty face and murmuring out the sweetest praise. everytime they watch your hand raise they brace themselves for a familar slap that makes them lose their minds, but it never comes and they are left with tense muscles and a loss for words. it was nearly impossible to casually beg for someone to grant them their dirtiest desires, but you know exactly what they need, and just taunt them with it, because you want to hear their pathetic cry. and eventually after too many soft kisses and too many gently caresses, they let out the rawest noise, as if it just tumbled out of them against their will: "please hurt me.", "break me.", "ruin me."

gojo satoru, keigo tamaki, meguru bachira, douma, reo mikage

#mello.thirsts #🍀 - queue #i am too embarrassing to post this rn so future mello will have to deal with the consequences #also i see more ppl to be like this but these r my top top ppl if that makes sense #yuuta and sukuna both are teetering on that but i feel like they wouldnt necessarily ask for it they would just enjoy the soft touches

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slut4daviii · 1 year

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character: y.itadori | r.sukuna

pt: 02/02

cw: threesome, cum-eating, praise (itadori), degradation (sukuna), orgasm denial, brat/brat taming, size difference, face-fucking, mind-games, dumbification, masturbation, belly bulge, marathon sex, body worshipping, incest (indirectly), sexuality denial, fingering, eating-out, overstimulation, heat-play, breath-play, choking, objectification (sukuna), breeding, exhibition, voyeurism, marking, sadist (reader), masochist (sukuna), power-play, edge-play, humiliation, spanking, hair-pulling, biting, intense foreplay

summary: “being gay is like being funny, one day your joking, the next, you are the joke” -Marilyn Monroe 2026 also, please do not have sex with someone who is having sex with your siblings

a/n: the quote above is satire, please do not take it seriously. also, minors | fem-aligning DO NOT INTERACT omfg this was good until it wasnt. extreme shit. MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED

title: two down, nothing to prove

wc: 2000+

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“nmgh! fgmh! [name]! fuchk— fucking stop it!” Sukuna berated you, his voice dipped in honey— the words lining your spine with a tingling that only seemed to grow in magnitude as he continued to whimper against you. “hngh! [n—name] too much! gonna— g’cum!”

you reeled yourself backwards, basking in the sight of the boy laying in front of you. his disheveled appearance only entwining the growing heat in your stomach.

his body— tasting like a mixture of milk and honeycomb only pulled you back in, marking each inch of skin with either dark hickeye’s or snoppy bite marks and kissed.

he writhed against the feeling, wanting to tell you off but, he couldn’t. you were doing too good. your tongue was working miracles on him yet you hadn’t touch his cock yet.

“pl—please [name]! touch me! please touch—mnph!” his lips were soft, slightly bruised due to your abundance of kisses beforehand. the two of you had been making out for at least an hour; you were edging him, kissing him until his lungs burned with carbon dioxide then grinding against his ever-growing boner. he couldn’t take it.

breaking the kiss, he turned his head to the side and gulped, “hah— haah! [name], I need to ugnh!” you began to kiss his neck again, licking from behind his jawline to his adam’s apple before baring your teeth to a bite of the metaphorical ‘forbidden’ fruit, eliciting a sharp groan from him.

his hips bucked wildly against yours. trying to get you to let him cum. but, you stopped him with your thighs, pinning his to the bed will using your dominant hand to hold both of his wrist down. you looking at him with a predatory glance, making him shrivel into himself. “what’s wrong? don’t ya wanna cum?” he nodded frantically, trying to move but being unable to.

“mnh! [name]! do some’ing! I can’t hold it any longer!” he cried, his voice cracking with pleasure. you gripped the waistband to his pre-cum soaked briefs, ripping them off with a second thought. out-sprang his reddened cock, throbbing and twitching, the veins bulging slightly.

you reached over to his dresser, opening the top drawer to reveal a golden ring, roughly the size of his cock. you smirked and brought it over to him. “you wanna have some fun?” you sadistically smiled down at him. he shook his head, clearly showing that the two of you had totally opposite definitions of ‘fun’

“aww, c’mon S’kuna, I want to see how long it takes until you break.” sliding the ring onto his cock was slightly harder than you thought, only due to his constant wrestling against the cold metal. you pushed the ring a good distance down his cock before bring that same hand to his neck, pressing on the sides. “stay still, or I’ll leave you just like this, all hot and dry.” you tighten your hand, making his body convulse softly and eyes roll backwards. “understand?”

through his own dry orgasm, he nodded. this left you with a smile. “see, you can handle it for a lot longer.” you removed yourself from his bed and ducked under the bed, pulling out a box of assorted toys. “holy shit, you really are a slut.” you mumbled, more to yourself than him. not that he could even focus on you.

you pulled out four different things: another cock-ring, a dildo, circular vibrators, and an electroshock padding. “oh, we’re gonna have a lot of fun S’kuna.”

his cock twitched at the sight of the toys, and as much as he shook his head, you and him both knew he wanted it. you placed one knee on his bed, your face showing unbridled glee. “I wonder….” your hands moved to the lube on his dresser, flicking the cap and squeezing a generous amount on your digits “…how Yuuji would react, knowing that his brother was such a low-down cock-whore.”

“m—m’no— m’not a—a whore!” his words were sloppy, inconsistent and utterly euphoric. they made your cock throb within your own clothing, but you were saving that for someone else. slowly, you pushed your index finger into Sukuna, thrusting softly before curling it to rub along his velvety sweet walls.

Sukuna incoherently moaned, begging and occasionally screaming to [name]: “I w’cum. cuhm— fugking whanna— wantta cuhm!” the sound just pushed you closer and closer to your edge.

“what was that? you wanna cum?” you asked, bring your other hand to Sukuna’s cock while simultaneously inserting another finger into the silky surface of his body. you must’ve been multitasking to the highest degree, jerking him off and scissoring his slick insides.

“nghk! FUHK! cum! cum! cum’n! cum’n! gon—g’cum!!” Sukuna threw his head back, but, in a slightly anticlimactic fashion, nothing happened. nothing at all. only a few twitches followed by an obscure amount of crystal clear pre-cum withdrawing from his tip.

“I thought you were gonna cum, S’kuna? where’s the good stuff?” you continued to softly twist your hand in a semi-circular way, moving up and down his shaft at an even pace— also thrusting three fingers into him. “I bet Yuuji would’ve came. he’s a good boy, much better than you.” your nonchalant insults went straight to Sukuna’s cock, making him throb while letting out a string of quick butterfly screams.

“yeah, I should get Yuuji, he’d be much better. at last he’s not a dirty slut. he has dignity and respect for himself.” your voice and thrust began to match each other, more harsh straightforward strokes that echoed off the walls of Sukuna’s room in an almost erotic, indelicate manner.

“hm? should I bring Yuuji hear? fuck him until he passes out? and leave you with nothing?” you asked, despite knowing his answer.

“n—unt uh— plu— pluhse! not Yuuji! ‘lease no ‘uji” Sukuna slurred.

you took your hand away from his cock, also pulling your fingers from the warmth of his insides. this time replacing them with the two circular vibrators. they were a decent size, and remote controlled. you stuck one inside of him, followed by the other and turned them on.

the reaction was immediate. Sukuna writhed against his sheets, his eyes lidded with euphoric excitement. you took the dildo from beside him and pushed the tip inside of him, slowly increasing the number of inches inside of him.

you bit your lip, turned to get the electo padding but catching something out of the side of your eyes: Yuuji Itadori, panting and masturbating against the hallway wall. now this, this made you smirk a devilishly delight.

you took the electro padding and began to stick it to Sukuna, one on the inside of his right thigh, repeated on the left side. you also attached on to his lower abdomen, neck and both forearms.

with the remote in your hands, you took a step back and cocked a hand on your own sweatpants, palming yourself out of pure eloquence.

“Yuuji” you called, looking over at the door a few seconds later. “do you wanna do the honors?” through tired eyes, Sukuna sat up, glancing around the darkened room. “uji? h—here? wher’? n—no get ou—out!”

you grinned at this, beckoning Yuuji to come closer, to which he did, rather quickly actually. he stood in front of you, his eyes innocently wide. you couldn’t wait to ruin him— take every bit of innocence away from his body.

you gave him the remote, moving your hands to his waist. you applied pressure, squeezing your cock between you and his ass. it was the best thing to graze the earth. “oh, Yuuji.” you moaned, grinding against him. “do you wanna be my good boy?”

Yuuji turned to look at you, the expression in his eyes mimicking a more tame look of lust. silently, he began nodding.

you nestled your head into the crook between his shoulders and neck and breathed, inhaling the sweet scent radiating off of him. “use your words baby.”

your hands fell to his cum-soaked boxers, ghosting his bulge. but, an insatiable desire for him to say yes overtook you— and you slipped the tips of your fingers into the sides of his briefs. “c’mon Yuuji, I need to fuck you.” you ground against him harder, the harsh movement making him yelp. “can I?”

a beat of silence.

a second.

a full five seconds of Yuuji’s heartbeat.

“Y—yes, please.”

That was all you needed to push him to his knees, taking the remote from him— and turning it to the first setting.

a faint buzzing filled the room and Sukuna arched his back, his hands coming up to grip at anything around him. “[name]! c—cuhm!! m’ex—ploded—explozing!”

you smirked, turning the voltage to a higher setting for a collective five seconds before turning it all the way off. then, a thought crossed your mind.

you raked your hands through Yuuji’s hair, pulling him from the ground and throwing him beside Sukuna. you pulled your shirt over your head, slipping out of your sweatpants and crawled to them, making Yuuji blush a deep crimson. “no need getting shy now, we’re already this far.”

Yuuji looked at his brother, his expression morphing into a desire-filled one. second idea.

you shifted Yuuji so that he was kneeling in front of Sukuna’s cock, the red color now reaching down to the base. “you ever wanted to make Sukuna go crazy? well, this is how.”

[name], with more lube, inserted a finger into Yuuji, muting his moans by shoving his head onto Sukuna’s cock. he wanted Yuuji to be prepared but he needed it to be quick, he was bordering desperate.

while scissoring Yuuji, with one hand, he removed the electro-padding from Sukuna and transferred it to Yuuji’s spine. the six pads lining him like a tattoo.

desperateness began to claw at you, the need become too high. you pulled Yuuji off Sukuna and took off the cock-ring, quickly forcing him back on the length.

Yuuji gagged and choked, the warm semen of his brother flooding every inch of his mouth like a bat out of hell.

you pulled your sweatpants off and quickly thrusted into Yuuji, withdrawing a high-pitched moan from him. you pulled Sukuna under the two of you, making him watch as you fuck his brother— a front row seat.

you pulled yourself from him, the tip solely remaining before you snapped your hips forward, the sound of your hips colliding with Yuuji resulting in a sudden shock of clapping.

Yuuji writhed, the feeling of you driving into his organs with no mercy was beyond anything he had ever felt, a mix of pain and pleasure that he would grow to love.

Sukuna, bordering unconsciousness, moved himself to take Yuuji’s tip into his mouth, and each one of your thrust pushed the younger’s cock deeper, making both twins moan out pleasantly.

you grunted deeply, feeling your orgasm approaching much quicker than you had anticipated. you grabbed the remote and turned the voltage to its max, tasing Yuuji in a sudden burst. his body buckled and fell into Sukuna, forced the boy to deep throat him.

you pulled Yuuji’s hair, making him arch his back at such an angle both you and Sukuna had him taken to the base. you laughed at the scene, making both brothers moan, awaiting your praise. “Yuuji, your such a good boy, taking me so well.” you looked at Sukuna and began laughing again, the sound burning bullets of shame into Sukuna’s skin.

“heh! you’re so hungry for dick that you’re sucking you own brother?” Sukuna shriveled but kept going, wanting to please both you and Yuuji. “wow, you are just a cumdump.”

Yuuji finally came, his body convulsing with the arcs of lighting traveling through his body. he moaned, the triple stimulation never ending. “good job Yuuji, now let me fuck you a little longer and I’ll let you have my kids.” you praised to the fucked-out boy.

Sukuna, hearing this, removed Yuuji from his mouth, whining to you, “b—but, I wa—want daddy’s kids!” you had to admit, hearing him so desperately moaning about having your cum was extremely hot.

it made it easier for the knot in your stomach to come undone, and you quickly pulled out of Yuuji, flipping him over and jerking your cock over the two boy.

they opened their mouths to take you, but you wanted more. “gnh! get on your knees.” the boy quickly responded to the demand, going on wobbly knees and hands with their tongues out.

you grabbed both their head, sliding your cock between the two at a rapid pace, “hnk! here, fuck! here it comes!” the two began panting, drool covering your balls and trailing down their chin.

you came almost immediately, the sticky ropes of cum shooting into their mouths and chins. some even landing on their faces. you smiled at this, falling back in a chair.

the two began making out, their tongue covered in your kids, passing it between each other before swallowing it. Yuuji crawled off the bed, connecting his lips with your tip, milking you for any extra cum. Sukuna tried to join but, with all that happened, he was bed-ridden.

you looked down at Yuuji, his cat licks slightly overstimulating you, “mh, who’s a good boy?”

“me! me! m’daddy’s good boy!”

“good job, Yuuji.”

you looked at sukuna and smirked, “and who’s my little slut?”

Sukuna, winded, made a motion to himself, mumbling “me.”

you smirked and sank into the seat.

“we should do this every weekend.

Jesus fucking christ, what did i just write.

also the ending felt rushed, but it is 4:23 inna morning, I am publishing this, masturbating then going to bed.

see yall tomorrow

#gay #sukuna #jujutsu itadori #yuji x male reader #sukuna x male reader #dom male reader #top male reader #seme male reader #jjk smut #smut #smutty #gay smut

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kkikyoko · 1 year

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Overconfident arrogant jerks who turn into lovesick fools around you>>>>

#delusional maybe but it’s my delusion #top tier #rohan kishibe #jjba rohan #ryomen sukuna #jjk sukuna #SUKUNA #michael kaiser #blue lock kaiser #bllk kaiser #sae itoshi #itoshi sae

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nickgoesinsane · 9 months

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Thinking of Sukuna being obsessed with the Gojo heir from the Heian Era. He thinks you’re the prettiest when you’re in the battlefield, mercilessly cutting down your enemies with the flick of your fingers. It has him biting his knuckles, his other hands stroking his arousal at the sight of your white hair covered in blood. He tells you to be grateful that someone like him is interested in you, but he’s salivating the second you take your cock out of your pants. He will go down on you anywhere when given the chance, and anyone who has anything to say about that gets their head cut off. Drinks your cum like it’s ambrosia straight from the gods, licking his lips clean. Often comes when he does, rutting his cocks against your leg and smearing his cum on your skin. He will throw a fit if you use your Infinity to stop him from touching you.

#‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ nick writes !#jjk brainrot #dom reader #top reader #sub character #sub ryomen sukuna #ryomen sukuna x reader #gojo reader #n/sfw #n/s/f/w

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icaruien · 8 months

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MY LOVE, MINE ALL MINE.

history is oftentimes written by victors, but the same does not stand for ryomen sukuna. his was written by the survivors of his victory—and survivors, they rarely ever have the time to truly understand the scope of the story. in other words, this is ryomen sukuna's lifetime, retold.

CONTENT WARNING! ryomen sukuna x top!m!amab!reader (featuring a single cockwarming scene and a single cockwarming scene only lol). this is literally just me dicking around with the idea of sukuna with some semblance of a moral compass, even if it can't be love. disgustingly out of character sukuna for the sake of the plot. way too much historical inaccuracies made. headcanon / brainrot blurb based.

prior to all the bloodshed, all the terror, all the horror ryomen sukuna would wreak upon the face of this once peaceful earth, he was a boy with a vision and a dream so great that it consumed him whole.

a little known fact about sukuna was that he had been born into a world that had believed in him from the very moment he existed. he was born into a village that had safe-guarded his greatness, his fame, with premonitions and destines. a load of bullshit, probably, but once you were born into a fate, no matter the way it was determined after your birth and not before it, then you were already doomed. sukuna was no different— the narrative had caught him, strangled his throat in a noose, and he would die for his fate.

so here was a boy made for greatness, but that was not enough. after all, what good was such prowess if you stood on your own? for every existing thing, there must be a contradicting point; an opposing force that clashed against an existing object, drawing out the best and the worst of it.

and you were just that for him.

"doesn't that make you a hypocrite?" sukuna drawled out, his expression twisting into something nasty as he glared over at you. you were entirely unbothered by it, your back pressed against the bark of the tree. your eyes were shut, the summer breeze brushing against the bangs hovering over your temple, over the arch of your brow, over your closed eyes. a small hum escaped your throat. "no." your adam's apple bobbed as the words left your lips, throat working as a low rasp made its way into the hazy air. sukuna tried not to stare. he failed. "it makes me someone who knows how to pick his battles." "you would slaughter thousands for a cause, but you won't even kill a bug," sukuna scoffed. "how does that constitute as picking your battles." you blinked an eye open lazily, a small smile curling on the corners of your lips. small. quiet. knowing, like you were sharing an inside joke with an invisible figure. sukuna hated it, hated knowing that a world without him existed in your head. "slaughtering thousands in that hypothetical case has reason," you answered. "in this case, what reason is there to kill that beetle?" sukuna scowled. "it's irritating," he snapped. you snorted, amused, then your hand flicked out lazily and the aforementioned beetle was found dead on the ground just inches away from the both of you. sukuna stared, and stared, and stared. "i thought you didn't kill without reason," sukuna said finally. "i don't." you looked over at him; smiled. "but you said it's irritating. that's reason— even if it's stupid."

so, hm. perhaps opposing force wasn't exactly the right word. to say that you opposed his mindset was inaccurate. more so, you were the force that kept him at bay, a leash around his throat that forced him to settle before he could tip right off the edge, a placard by the side of his bed that read THINK— IS IT TRUE? IS IT HELPFUL? IS IT INSPIRING? IS IT NECESSARY? IS IT KIND?

literally.

you had it pinned up on his wall.

"i fucking hate that thing." even when you both moved from that little house in the middle of nowhere, up to the castle you had both crafted a home and a base out of, that stupid sign followed him wherever he went. it was the second thing you had put up on the wall (the first thing being him, sweaty and panting, mouth parted to release the moan that had been stuck behind his teeth since the moment your hand landed too high on his thigh in the meeting room), and it was the first thing he had wanted to rip off. you turned, burying your face into the space between his shoulder blades. he couldn't see you, but he could feel the way your mouth curled into a smile against his skin. "oh, but i love that thing," you said, your arms moving to wrap around his waist. "it serves a good reminder." "you put that up to mock me." "that i did," you agreed brightly, nuzzling your nose against the back of his ear. "but it's also true, you know. each time you speak, you must remember, 'THINK: Is it tr—' hey! watch it!" you were effectively silenced when sukuna turned, bringing a pillow down over your head with it. sukuna scowled at you, irritated by your audacity— except it quickly melted away when the sound of your laughter echoed through the room; soft like butter, honest like the summer. "alright, alright, i yield." you chuckled, tucking sukuna close to you. he grumbled, but he went easily. you were good at pissing him off, but you were good at soothing his frayed edges too. sukuna hated it, hated you. (no, he didn't, but boys like him were unfamiliar with the idea of anything but worship and hatred, so he said nothing. he could say nothing, because nothing felt right.) you sighed, nosing at his hair, and sukuna wanted to scream. "you know, if you hate it so much, you could always take it down," you said amusedly. "it is your room." "don't be ridiculous," sukuna snapped. and that was that.

because sukuna's room had stopped being just his room a long time ago. you had carved yourself too much space within it for it to be his entirely. there was the poster (that stupid poster that sukuna never took down), and your robes hanging over the back of his chair (even though he told you to put that away), and there was the toy you had put up on the desk (a memento, the first gift your disciple had given you before you had taken him in). and, well, it was your room just as much as it was his.

and the many nights you spent there rather than your own room was testament enough to that.

cockwarming was a rare treat sukuna indulged in. you were both too busy with your lives for something so time-consuming. but tonight was different. tonight, he had time. tonight, he could have you like that. "are you done yet?" your voice broke through the silence of the evening, raspy and low with the sleepiness that came with the such a hour. the lamp was already burning low overhead, casting longer and longer shadows across the length of the room. sukuna couldn't bring himself to care for either of those things. his nerves were frayed, irked by bothersome politicians who didn't know how to be competent, only how to be annoying ass-kissers. if it hadn't been for the thought of your unimpressed expression, hand falling on his shoulder to give him a half-hearted squeeze at his actions, he would have killed them all. but sukuna couldn't bear your silence after such a shitty day, so he didn't. he didn't, and he was good, and you were right here. so what if he lied a little bit about the urgency of the letter he was responding to? it got you to stay a little longer, hold him closer to you for a bit longer. you were blinking yourself awake periodically, but that was fine. you were here, you were right fucking here, and sukuna would do so much worse than lie to have that. you shifted, and sukuna clamped down on you on instinct. a soft moan escaped your lips, and sukuna stifled his own noises as you both settled once again into place. you sighed, firm arms coming around to wrap around his waist, and you nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. sukuna's eyes closed on instinct, sinking back into your warmth and the feeling of your cock piercing him open simply for the sake of it. "'kuna." your voice was quiet, muffled. he caught it anyway. "what part are you on right now?" sukuna blinked down at the letter. oh, right. he was actually supposed to do that. he stared at the kanji sloppily written on the sheet of paper, and he realised he couldn't actually send this. so, technically, he had nothing. "i'm going to start over," he announced. he was about to scrap the paper when your hand came around his wrist, forcing him to stop. sukuna stilled, wondering if perhaps he had been caught. if he had been, would you tell him off? force him to get off? sukuna clenched down on you on instinct, and you let out a groan against the shell of his ear. "easy, 'kuna. i'm not going anywhere," you said, your voice a low rasp. "come on, i'm going to help." for a moment, sukuna couldn't do anything but blink down at the poorly written letter in front of him. you had known— that much didn't come as much of a surprise, really, with the way you were a damn prodigy when it came to reading sukuna's mind. no, the startling bit about this was the fact that you had known, and you let him have his way anyway. huh. he hadn't realised he looked so pathetic when he begged you to let him sit on your cock while he worked. he should work on that part. but for now, he would indulge in this moment because he could. because you were right here, and sukuna was so fucking tired of the assholes he had to deal with everyday, and your hand was wrapping around his as you guided the tip of his pen over a fresh page of paper. it was an out of body experience to see you write the opening bit of the letter. the words were written with his vocabulary, written in his handwriting, but your hand was the one guiding him through it all. he felt like a child all over again, learning how to write for the first time. he blinked, throat feeling dangerously dry, and managed a weak, "what are we doing?" "writing that letter." a kiss to his nape. soft. soft. soft. "now, come on. tell me what you want to say, and i'll write it with you."

it didn't come as a surprise that some of sukuna's advisors (the kind that wanted to see sukuna destroy the world, the sort that wanted to make him into even more of a monster) hated you, really. whenever they tried pitching in an idea that could lead to the demise of masses, you would always turn the question around and ask them the reason and importance of it.

the infuriating part (for them, that was, not for you because this was the part where your lips would curl into a smug smirk that you would try to hide behind your drink) was that sukuna listened to you each time. every fucking time.

so much that most people had grown to notice it, too.

sukuna wasn't a man built for playing the eavesdropper, mostly because this was his home and his territory, so everything was well within his rights to know. he didn't need to play the fool, to creep in the shadows for information. that was why he had spies to do that for him. he crept closer to the door, footsteps cautiously light, and played intruder within his own home. because you were right there, sorting through your papers, with an advisor that he recognised to be one of your favourites— the one you said had a good head on his shoulders, enough that you liked having good conversations about trades and whatever else that you talked about the others about with him. sukuna hardly ever pried, mostly because the second he tried, you would level him with a flat gaze, but he knew enough. probably. hopefully. because you were there, sitting around the table, talking about him— sukuna, as if he wasn't there (and, well, he wasn't supposed to be there), and he could still hear the fondness in your voice and the light skepticism in the advisor's voice, and sukuna's head was light, light, light and he was going to do something stupid like burst inside or float right out of the damn building— "he's like a good dog whenever you're around," noted the advisor. it was only because sukuna knew you were so fucking fond of him that he didn't rush in immediately to tear his face off. you let out a short laugh, incredulous. always believing the good in him even behind his back. it's unbelievable, nauseatingly so. sukuna hated the way his throat ceased at the thought anyway. "sukuna isn't entirely unreasonable," you said with a small shrug. "you just need to talk to him, really." your advisor friend let out a disbelieving huff under his breath, even if he said nothing else to it. sukuna echoed the sentiment.

and the thing was that sukuna wasn't necessarily a good dog. he wasn't a well-behaved dog, just one that behaved well around you for your sake. there was a distinct difference between the two, no matter how subtle the dissonance may seem at first glance.

this much becomes devastatingly apparent when you would leave for an overseas trip or another, the sort that even sukuna couldn't join on due to a variety of reasons. while these trips were kept to the minimal (not just by sukuna or yourself, but by literally everyone else because they were all batshit terrified of the man sukuna became the moment you left), they were still inevitable.

sukuna transformed into an entirely different man when you were gone; the starting glimpses of the man and the monster he would become in the faraway future. 'sulky' would not begin to describe the moods that he would get into. he always had a taste for cruelty, but you would always be the one to hold him back before he could get too violent. no one dared say it aloud, but you were his moral compass— you kept him tethered to his humanity on the days when he would get too monstrous. with you gone, it was all free game. torture became a commodity during these moments. prisoners who had the misfortune of being put on trial during these days were treated cruelly (although never unjustly, because he could barely feel anything but nausea at the very thought of torturing innocents anymore. fuck you, really, for ruining him this fatally.) and they found themselves craving the sweet mercy of death. it was futile, though. sukuna hardly ever let anyone off easily, and not when he was in one of his moods. no one could talk him out of it. even the letters that you managed to send would only dissuade him for a few hours, leaving passers by a full-frontal sight of sukuna drifting almost in a daze through the hallways. there would be a faint smile on his lips, impossibly soft, and no one had to look at his hand to see the letter he was holding so reverently between his fingers. but, just as all else was, this lightness was impermanent. soon, he would get into those bouts again and no one could pull him out of it. sukuna was stuck in the depths of his own destructive nature— except this time, you weren't there to pull him out of it.

but then, you would come back and things would be right once again. or, however right it could be with sukuna's bloodthirst and his craving for violence perpetually in-tact, engraved within bone and marrow. it was still better though, than whatever sukuna would get up to at your absence.

sukuna would get ridiculously clingy after your absence, too. his nails tore through your robes, your skin, your flesh, until there was blood all over his hands and all over his lips, and he would have you pressed against the mattress underneath him, gasping for air in between kisses as he demanded more and more and more. the funny thing was that during these moments, sukuna would always be too needy for your warmth that he wouldn't even think about fucking you. he just needed you there with him; arms holding him firmly, hands digging into him with all the desperation that he was using to hold onto you, lips entangled and refusing to let go. clothes would be found strewn all over the floor, but there was nothing sexual about the act. there was just your bare bodies sliding against each other, sharp edges tucking into soft nooks like an old key sliding its way back home. sukuna never admitted anything out loud, but he knew you could read him during these moments all the same. after all, you were an expert at reading him, and he wasn't trying to hide anything right now. not from you, not after he'd craved you for so long. your hands tangled its way through his hair, holding him impossibly close. your teeth clacked against his, violent and tender all at once, and he could taste your smile on his lips— sweet, soft, and devastatingly real. because once again, you were right here. you were right here, and sukuna could have you all over again. blood spilled into his mouth, but you didn't reprimand him for it. your nails simply dug into the flesh of his hips, leaving your own mark on him. a ruined sound left his lips, and he didn't try to stop it this time. he wanted to be heard, wanted you to hear him. you had to know, to understand every single ugly thing he couldn't bear to say out loud to your face. you had to know. you had to. your breath brushed against his lips, and sukuna wanted to chase after you again. you didn't let him, keeping him at bay, a hazy distance away, and then you were smiling, soft and radiant, the rising sun blooming on the horizon of your lips, and sukuna understood all of a sudden of all the fools who would chase after the sun. "easy, 'kuna," you murmured. "i'm right here." yeah, you were. you always were. he kissed you again, and you tasted of the burning sun and distance finally being closed and home, home, home.

here is the part the history books never mention—

as a child, ryomen sukuna leaves home to strive for a destiny he had been told about but never taught how to live. somewhere along the way, he met the then boy who would be his most trusted advisor and your closest companion. you were his antithesis— the sun placed against the moon, the earth against the tide.

as a man, in his greatest years ryomen sukuna was often found with you standing by his side. in every burned painting, in the corners of his destroyed home, in the bedsheets and in the throne room, it was you who stood by his side, a hand pressed over his nape, forcing him to still and to kneel and to remember his place. he had always been unkind, but you kept him from being cruel. you were his guiding light and directing force, his anchor and his leash, the central piece of everything he did.

as a corpse, ryomen sukuna, the king of curses, emerged from the ashes your body left at the wake of your death. no one remembers.

#( ❅. ) yuan writes.#( ❀. ) ryomen sukuna.#i do not fucking know what this is. i do not want to fucking know what this is. i am dying.#ryomen sukuna x reader #male reader #top reader #jjk x reader

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