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SNEAKING OUT. [MAFIA!SUKUNA X F!READER] P2

NOTICE: f! reader, mafia sukuna, the reader was sold by her family to sukuna, sukuna calls reader brat + mine, fluff (wow), short part 2 note: This is a short one since I'm still sick and can't think of any good plot. Sorry about that, will upload more drabbles instead of 500-2k word fics since that will take less time to write. No smut, sorry people.

800 ish

The car ride back to the penthouse was tense. Sukuna’s knuckles whitened as he gripped the steering wheel, his jaw set in a firm line. You, on the other hand, stared out of the window, your anger simmering beneath the surface. The city blurred past, a chaotic dance of lights and shadows.

When the car finally pulled into the underground garage, you practically flung the door open, desperate for space. Sukuna followed suit, his expression unreadable. The silence stretched between you, heavy with unspoken words.

As you stepped out of the elevator onto your floor, he caught your wrist, pulling you to a halt. His touch was electric, sending shivers up your spine. “Listen,” he said, his voice low and gravelly. “Again, I don’t do affection. It’s not in my nature.”

You met his gaze, challenge burning in your eyes. “And what if it’s in mine?”

His lips quirked, a hint of amusement. “Then you’re in for disappointment.”

But before you could retort, he leaned down, capturing your lips in a kiss. It was fierce, possessive—the kind that left no room for doubt. His mouth moved against yours, demanding and hungry. And for a moment, you forgot everything—the gilded cage, the blood on his hands, the danger lurking outside.

When he finally pulled away, you were breathless, your heart pounding. His eyes bore into yours, a storm of emotions swirling within. “That,” he murmured, “was a small affection.”

Your cheeks flushed, and you took a step back, steadying yourself against the wall. “I thought you said—”

“I know what I said,” he interrupted. “But, sometimes I crave a moment of tenderness..”

His ears turned a delightful shade of red, and he cleared his throat. “Go to your room, brat.”

And with that, he practically fled down the hallway, leaving you standing there, dazed and disoriented. You thought he was mad, but in reality, he was just adorably embarrassed. Perhaps there was hope for this guarded heart after all.

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A gentle glow was created on the wooden floor by the morning light that slipped through the curtains. You sat up in bed and blinked, confused. You quickly wondered if you were alone in the quiet room. Maybe he had left early to go to work.

You slipped out of bed, your feet sinking into the plush carpet. The penthouse was eerily silent, and you tiptoed across the hallway, pushing open the door to his room. Empty. The sheets were neatly folded, the pillows untouched. Great, another day without him. Even after last night, you thought.

As soon as you entered the living room, your heart began to rush. The door to the balcony was slightly open, and there he was, sitting on its edge, staring down at the city. His shoulder tattoo was visible as he wear his "comfortable"-looking clothes and ruffled pink hair. To be honest, he did look quite nice now that you think of it.

“You took the day off,” you said, your voice barely a whisper.

He glanced at you, his eyes unreadable. “Someone has to make sure you don’t escape.”

You swallowed, the weight of his words sinking in. “I’m sorry,” you blurted out. “For last night. I didn’t mean to—”

He waved a dismissive hand. “It’s in the past.”

“But—”

“Brat,” he interrupted, his tone sharp. “Move on from it.”

You bit your lip, the memory of his lips against yours still fresh. “Why are you like this?” you whispered. “One moment, you’re—”

“Because,” he snapped, “I can’t afford sentimentality. Not in my world.”

You turned away, frustration warring within you. But then you remembered the kiss—the way he’d held you, his eyes. “Last night,” you said softly. “That wasn’t nothing, was it?”

His silence spoke volumes.

“Why?” you speak out. “Why bother?”

He stood, walking closer to you. His fingers brushing your cheek.

He leaned closer, his breath warm against your cheek. "I care about you," he admitted, his voice barely audible.

"More than I should."

Your heart skipped a beat. "Why?"

His lips brushed against your forehead, a fleeting touch. “Because you’re mine,” he murmured.

You gaze up at him, and thoughts of confusion cross your mind. "What's causing him to act this way now? Maybe he's trying?" You gave it some thought.

With a swift dismissal, you backed away from Sukuna and asked, "U-uh, have you had breakfast?" You ask in an attempt to lighten the mood, eyes looking everywhere -too ashamed to even look him in the eye.

He raises an eyebrow while his gaze remain fixed on your face.

"Breakfast?" he uttered, as though the word meant anything more than just food. "It's not necessary for me."

But you didn't give up, your curiosity winning out. You spoke softly, "You should probably eat." "Even monarchs require food."

He snorted. "Brat," he remarked in a sarcastic voice. "You're annoying."

Unaffected, you shrugged. "Perhaps. However, sometimes even a killer needs a little sweetness."

And just like that, the tension eased, leaving room for something fragile—a thread of connection between you and him.

A/N: Ok so I did say I *might* put smut in this part, but I think I'm gonna move that to another part (If I manage to figure out what to write) Sorry about the short writing :) God bless <3

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starting p2 soon I swear!!! im sick

SNEAKING OUT. [MAFIA!SUKUNA X F!READER] P1?

NOTICE: f! reader, mafia sukuna, the reader was sold by her family to sukuna, sukuna calls reader brat + mine, angst? , sukuna doesn't show affection (?), sukuna kills people, argument/s, slight fluff, by slight fluff i mean a REALLY small amount of fluff, uraume being Sukuna's assistant , not fully proofread, that's it for now! note: I've been gone for a while, sorry about that. ah right, I managed to find this in my docs! However, I'm not sure if this is like his character, I don't recall reading the manga at all, his character here is mostly based on what my friends said about him and a little bit from hundreds of drabbles I've read in this app :) ~1k words

Your mafia husband, Ryomen Sukuna is the guy who 'bought' you. Your family, they were the ones that sold you to them. However, family? When they sold you to this mafia boss, they stopped being your family in your mind. His acts are as cold-blooded as the steel weapons he holds, and his mere presence terrifies people to the core. His intimidating bodyguards are always on the alert. They are his wrath's guards, and they will always be loyal. They follow his orders without question; bullets fly, and lives are gone.

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Daydreaming became your shelter in the penthouse he provided for the two of you, a place to be hidden not far from the city's peering eyes. Ryomen Sukuna, your unsettling 'husband,' prevented you from interacting with anyone outside these walls. Friends became simply distant memories, their faces disappearing like ghosts.

You always obey his words, you fear him. But this time, this night, you suddenly thought of sneaking out. "What could happen if I sneak out of his penthouse anyway? It’s only for a night. I’m not doing anything else, nothing more than having a few shots. Maybe that can make me feel better.”

Sukuna being your husband doesn’t feel like a real marriage. He rarely shows any affection, and he barely comes home —sometimes not even returning home for weeks to months. You’ve accepted it over time; perhaps this is just a sham marriage. Maybe you’re merely his fake wife. You don’t even have each other’s contact numbers. When you wake up and go to his bedroom, it’s always empty. The penthouse itself lacks life, except for the vigilant bodyguards stationed around. Occasionally, Uraume, your husband's assistant visits, checking up on you once a month. But beyond that, it’s a lonely existence. After preparing your simple makeup and outfit, a mini dress and a leather jacket hanging on your shoulder. The moment you finally sneaked out, disobeying his orders, and entered the world outside after some time that felt like a decade, you felt free and somehow strange. There were no bodyguards around so it was easy for you to get out without getting caught. The bar is where you want to be, it's not like you're under 18 anymore. Arriving at the bar, you look around to see it empty with no employees nearby. Maybe they're busy? you thought to yourself. After some time, one of them came out of the room and asked you what you wanted to order before disappearing again. - As you were about to take your fourth shot, you were stopped when a cool knife grazed your throat, drawing small trickles of blood. It was a little painful, but not too much.

But before the knife could get any deeper into your throat, Sukuna's presence was felt by you. His bodyguards suddenly came into the bar with furious looks on their faces. Along with Sukuna, who then unleashed his curse, and the person's body exploded into liquid pieces. Blood splashed and stained the outfit you were wearing, mostly the fabric behind you.

Feeling a little dizzy and nauseous due to the drinks + sick of seeing and smelling blood, you feel yourself losing your balance and nearly kissing the ground. But Sukuna, with a sharp grip, yanked you up. His fingers shoved into your skin, and his other hand gripped your left wrist tightly.

"What were you thinking, brat!?" His voice screamed rage and frustration engraved on his features. He clamped down on your face and wrist, applying constant pressure. You gasped at the pain, uselessly attempting to escape his hard grip.

“ ‘m sorry okay! I wasn’t running away, I was jus’ sneaking out for one night ‘Kuna!” You say some of the words sounded unclear since he was grabbing your cheeks so tightly that you couldn't talk properly. You were frightened and puzzled by what had recently happened, thus tears welled up in your eyes. You apologized several times, but he stood there in silence for a few, still grasping you tightly with the same strength.

His bodyguards just stand there, of course, they won’t do anything unless their boss tells them.

“ You’re not going outside any time starting from now, will you listen to me, brat?!” He looks at you with his deep, red eyes. You sense it all over—through your whole self. You nod and reach for his arm, wanting him to release his tight, hurting grip.

He released his hold on your face, gently wiping away the tears. Then he lifted you up and led you outside to his car, leaving his bodyguards. Once inside, he spoke urgently, “Do you realize how worried I was when Uraume said you were nowhere to be found? People know you’re the wife of that wanted criminal brat—you’re a damn target! You're in luck for wearing that necklace, I was able to track you. So listen to me: Don’t sneak out unless you want to get your ass killed, got it?!” His eyes bore into yours, intense and unyielding.

“I'm sorry! I was just—” “Just what? Curious about the dangers outside? Wanting to know what’s happening beyond these walls?” He interrupted you. “I wanted to experience life beyond this damn penthouse, okay! It’s suffocating to remain indoors all the time. I don’t want to be confined forever, 'Kuna! Ever since I was sold to you by my—” “By your what? They’re not your family. They’re money-thirsty individuals who care only about wealth. And I am protecting what’s rightfully mine, my brat. Be thankful for that!”

“Thankful?” you spat out, your voice trembling with anger. “For what? For being locked in this gilded cage? For being handed over to a heartless killer? You think I should be grateful for that?”

Sukuna’s jaw clenched, his fingers curling into fists. “This was a deal made by your family and me” he snapped. “A sham marriage. Your own family sold you to me, caring more about their wealth than your well-being. Don’t mistake this for anything else.”

“But I’m not a commodity!” you protested. “I’m a person—a human being with feelings. Do you even know what affection is, Sukuna? Or is your heart as cold as the blood on your hands?” “You think I sneaked out for fun? Yeah, I was! I was trying to entertain myself since staying in your penthouse exhausted me. You don't even show or give affection!"

His eyes narrowed, and for a fleeting moment, vulnerability flickered in them. But it vanished, replaced by his usual hardness. “Affection?” he scoffed. “Frivolous nonsense. My life is about power, control, survival. I kill because it’s necessary. Sentimentality is a luxury I can’t afford.”

You moved closer to the car door, your anger boiling over. “And what about me? What am I to you? Just another pawn? A convenient cover? I’m your wife, damn it! Doesn’t that mean anything?”

He seized your arm, his grip bruising. “It means you’re mine,” he hissed. “I protect what’s mine. You’re safer here, under my watch, than out there in the world. Don’t forget that.”

And in that moment, as the silence stretched between you, you wondered if there was a chance—a sliver of hope—that Sukuna’s heart wasn’t as impenetrable as he claimed. Maybe, just maybe, you could break through the walls he’d built around himself. But it wouldn’t be easy. Love rarely was easy, especially in a world stained with blood and shadows.

Note p.2 : Part two coming soon? maybe.. might write smut in it too..<3

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<3 | AGED UP CHARACTERS (18+) TIMESKIP MINOR CHARACTERS !!

Thinking about them having you on your back and pounding into you so hard, you can feel the tiny bulge forming on your tummy, the cock taking your slippery walls and nearly hitting your cervix. His hands gripping your hips tightly enough to leave dark imprints on them. Its pain was quickly replaced by the pleasure you're experiencing; "pussy stretching so good for me, angel," he claims, resting his forehead against yours, your teary lashes fluttering and gently tickling his eyelid. "Feel s-so good.. don't stop, gosh-!!" You moan out, pushing your hips in sync with his thrust to chase your climax. Your walls are luring him in, like an invitation for him to go deeper. Your head feels lightheaded and your eyes roll to the back of your skull, causing you to see stars. He holds both of your legs that you were holding onto him, pressing them into your chest and tilting your body slightly upward. "Soo deep~ mmh”

“I know angel, I know, I'm gonna put my seed in you, yeah?”

“Fuck, yes please.”

SATORU, GETOO, nanami , TOJI , choso , yuta , tartaglia , thoma , kuroo ,atsumu , EREN , ...your fav <3

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starting on the sukuna fic p2 in a while, along with a few drabbles. similar to the ones i made long long time ago , hope u babes can be patient! <3

## expect to see me posting drabbles first then the p2 bc guess who went to the hospital⁉️

#me updating lololll #mototo yaps #my usual morning and evening writijg routine has been replaced with lectures.. discussions etc….#so i kinda have stayed up recently pouring the shit that was in my braincells for a long time with these hotties #and part time job.. im a waitress!!!#ugh its around 7 pm rn #and monday. day started great and ended pretty well i must say #tysm for the likes reblogs n comments on my posts #i really appreciate them #feel free to spam likes and shit #i dont believe in shadowban x

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౨ৎ — PRETTY BOY ! [ switch!choso x reader]

౨ৎ — warnings . 18+ / smut (obviously) / soft-dom ish f reader / switch choso! / bondage (shibari) / choso with pink ribbons around his biceps <3 / overstimulation / choso crying / anal plug / cock rubbing & edging / cum eating / p in v / riding / cockwarming / aftercare / reassurance / praises / safeword was made between two !

౨ৎ — note . okay, this was written in my notes from 2 until 3 am (actually being serious) inspired by a Twitter vid I watched >< it was sooo good !! also, y’all can’t change my mind on switch!choso. He’s both, the thought of him being only a sub/top is just not.. satisfying enough 😓🤭

౨ৎ — wc . 1.3k

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“D-do I really have to be like this..?” Choso mumbled, face flushed -feeling embarrassed to see his nude body resting on top of the bed with pillows supporting his back. His hands were bound on his back, thighs spread, chest wrapped by ropes, and his biceps wrapped by adorable pink ribbons.

“Mhm.. you want to be a good boy, right, Choso?” You kissed your boyfriend’s mark on his nose, when you mentioned his name, his entire body shivered, well jus’ a little, and he nodded, "Yes, mommy."

As you were ready to insert a plug into him, he stopped you, “Wait! w-will that h-hurt?..” he asked.

“It's hard to say for sure, but moving around might hurt a little, but you'll get used to it, I promise.” You say, and Choso swallowed hard as he pictured what pain he was going to experience in his hole. As he felt the glass heart-shaped plug go into his hole, his sculpted thighs began to expand.

"Wait, that hurts.. Go gently", He became anxious, but when you insert it more slowly, allowing him to adjust, he soon calms down.

When you glance at his lower abdomen, you can see that he's panting heavily and that he's breathing and sighing heavily.

“Don’t worry, I won’t go hard on you, pretty boy”

"You're doing so good for me, cho~" As you slowly turned the plug around, without moving too quickly or roughly, you purred.

Choso blushed heavily, feeling the strange object inside him as well as embarrassment. With a nervous look away, he muttered, "It feels weird, baby.." He could feel the burning sensation building up in his cheeks. "Do you want me to stop? Remember the safeword, Cho?" You asked, and he shook his head, "N-no, don't stop.. Yes, I-I do remember", You nodded.

You continued to playfully tease Choso, occasionally grazing his sensitive skin or tugging gently on the ribbon tied around his bicep.

Each touch sent adrenaline down his spine, causing him to squirm even more. "Please, stop teasing me," he begged, reaching for your face to kiss you, only to have you pull away and press your pointer finger against his lips.

"No, I'll kiss you when I want to, cho" you say with a giggle while he stared at you with furrowed eyebrows.

You enjoy seeing him like this, completely under control and wanting your attention. "Such a needy little thing," you muttered, tracing invisible patterns on his chest while sitting on his lap, completely dressed, not like him, bare.

You sit in front of him, stroking his cock with one hand while fondling his balls with the other, all while maintaining eye contact. Your hand moves from his balls to his thigh, massaging it, the other hand stopping at his tip and then twisting and holding it for a little while. He throws back his head and groans with pleasure. You're aware of his extreme sensitivity in the thigh area, which might lead to his orgasm occurring quickly. His slit is sensitive, so you press down on it with your pointer finger, making him wriggle. You're applying pressure to both of his vulnerable spots. “W-Wait, that's dirty, I'm sensitive too. Slow down. Don't touch both..” Between breaths, he says the words. He makes a high-pitched whine as you continue to rub them.

As you stroked Choso, he groaned many times and uncontrollably bucked his hips. He loved the sensation of your hands on him, especially in combination with your kept gaze. He whispered, "Please," his eyes begging for your attention. You wanted to see how fucked out he was before letting him cum, so you thought about holding off on letting him climax for a few times. Which you did. Three times. -

"I can't take much more, really, babe -ngh" His muscles tensing up as you've repeatedly edged him, strong muscles nearly ripping the ropes off. As he was about to finally rip them off, you said, "No breaking ropes cho, you’re doing really great.”

With an arrogant grin, you continued to edge him for precisely thirty-five minutes, knowing just what would push him over the edge. Choso's muscles tensed as a wave of pleasure passed over him, and his breathing became quicker.

“Oh, oh, oh! I'm cumming, I'm cumming!” You stroke his cock faster just as he began to cum, staring at his release. You watch the thick white and milky strings spurt out of his cock, eyes glowing in admiration.

“That's it, Choso,” you cooed, loving the sight of him writhing beneath you. “Come for me, my pretty boy.”

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck, fuck, -angh!”Another high pitched moan came out of his dirty, yet lovely mouth.

He kept releasing his seeds over and over again, not stopping after what you felt had been at least a minute and twenty seconds since he finally came after an hour of edging. Choso thought it was over, but he was wrong.

He felt your warm mouth wrap around his length, your hand slowly drawing out the plug and thrusting it back into his hole with force. “Fuck, wait, no, sensitive, no- I'm sensitive fuckkk,” he threw his head back, tears and spit streaming down his face.

You hummed. That vibration sent Choso over the brink again just minutes after he arrived; it was painful yet so good. He's overstimulated, moaning again and again as he feels your tongue everywhere, sucking him off and swallowing his cum preventing it from spilling out. You took off the butt plug out of his hole, and left it on the floor.

When you were swallowing, you kept a bit in your mouth. Standing up and softly kissing him, allowing him to taste himself and his cum. Tongue intertwined, it was a very sloppy kiss. You put your right hand on his chin and grip it. The other strips your underwear and sits on your knees, adjusting his cock to your entrance.

You were adjusting yourself, closing your eyes, focussing on kissing his lips and down below, not noticing Choso had removed the ropes off him. When his hands unexpectedly pushed you down forcibly on his cock, you yelped and made out muffled moans of pleasure as Choso leans back, your hands on his shoulder for support.

“Fuck- feel so good, cho,” you exclaimed, immediately undoing your buttons and stripping to your bra and miniskirt. He stopped the kiss and looked at you with lust and thirst.

“Your insides feel so warm, I'm going to come again...” “So tight,” he whispered before locking his lips on your collarbone and biting everywhere, leaving hickeys that would remain for days.

You bounced on his cock, supported by your partner's thrusts and the hands around your waist. You press your eyes tight and allow your orgasm to build with his.

“Cho ‘m so close…”

“Me too baby, ngh” The two of you moaned together, and you pressed your sweaty foreheads against one other as ecstasy gushed over you; finally, you opened your eyes and kissed each other, still bouncing on his cock, but a little slower than before. You can feel his cock jerking wildly, sending vibrations down into your core/cervix.

You continue till hours have passed. There you were cockwarming him: “Stay like this for a little longer, please.” He begged, and you nodded before wrapping your arms around him. The two of you remained in that position for some time before getting off to clean up.

You prepared a warm bath while Choso laid on his back, staring at the marks left by the ropes that restrained him. He looked up and across his body to discover a pink ribbon still tied around one of his biceps, which he thought was cute.

Maybe he’ll do the same thing to you next time because you pushed him too hard today, it did felt good though.

a/n p.2 | The fact that this only took me an hour to write scares me. Hope you enjoy this one more than my prev work <3

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