Ryomen Sukuna

𝒫𝐸𝐸𝒫𝐼𝒩𝒢 𝒯𝒪𝑀—ryomen sukuna

part 2 of peeping tom❤︎︎ find part 1 here

excuse any errors, enjoy!

─── ⋆⋅˚ʚ♡ɞ˚⋅⋆ ───

mdni,18+

the soft chirps of birds fill your room, the morning sun peeking through the pink curtains. groggily, you open your eyes, blinking a few times before grabbing your phone from the nightstand. last night's moments play in your head, and you want to sink into the floor. was it a dream? no way sukuna knew you’d been spying on him. but his text told otherwise.god, how embarrassing. you run your hands down your face, whining, "you’re so stupid."

it's sunday, and you don’t have classes. you would’ve stayed in your room all day to avoid seeing him, but your stomach is angrily growling.you finally work up the courage to get out of bed and take a shower after thirty minutes. now, it's time for you to walk downstairs. your stomach hurts just thinking about it. you half expect sukuna to be waiting for you with an eviction note, but when you enter the kitchen, there he is—shirtless, with a "kiss the cook" apron on. any other time, you would’ve laughed, but you stayed quiet.

you sheepishly take a seat at the kitchen island. whatever he is cooking has your stomach churning in satisfaction. you don’t know what to say to him. his back is turned to you, those muscles flexing each time he flips the skillet.

stop staring! what is wrong with you!

"sukuna, i didn’t mean to watch you last night, i—" you start, but you’re cut off.

"it’s okay, doll. everyone has their guilty pleasures," he smirks, back still turned to you. you can feel your neck getting warm as embarrassment rocks through your body.

was he serious?

you choke on your own breath, eyes wide with shock. "what?! no, i—"

he turns around, a devilish grin on his face. "relax, i’m just messing with you. but seriously, i don’t mind an audience."

you bury your face in your hands, groaning. "you’re impossible."

"maybe,” he shrugs,”someone’s hungry this morning," he teases your growling stomach, setting a plate of pancakes,cheesy grits and bacon in front of you. “let's eat,shall we?"

you nod, feeling a mix of confusion and utter mortification. he sits across from you, watching as you take a bite. the pancakes are delicious, but you can barely taste them over the pounding of your heart.

"so, did you enjoy the show?" he asks casually, as if discussing the weather. you choke on your pancake, and he laughs, a deep, throaty sound that sends shivers down your spine.

"sukuna, i—" you start, but he cuts you off again.

"relax,i told you i don't mind an audience. in fact, i might just put on another performance for you," he says, leaning back in his chair, his eyes darkening with mischief.

you roll your eyes but can't deny the truth in his words. there's something about his confidence, his unabashed boldness, that draws you in. maybe, just maybe, this wasn't the worst thing that could have happened.

"you know if you want me to bend you over all you have to do is say please," he says, standing up and stretching, his muscles rippling. you look down at your half eaten pancake, feeling a strange sense of anticipation.

you don’t know what’s overcome you, but before your brain can even react you’re whispering out a shaky,”p-please,”

instantly,sukuna's soft lips are on yours, kissing you hungrily. you feel an electric jolt run through your body, and your mind races. is this really happening? you've been dreaming of this moment for months, and deep down, you know he has too. his calloused hands press into your hips tightly, pulling you closer as he deepens the kiss.

the taste of syrup on his lips is evident, and it only draws you deeper into him. your heart is thundering against your chest, each beat echoing in your ears. your arms instinctively drape around his neck, pulling him even closer as you lose yourself in the moment. you can't help but moan needily into his mouth, the sound causing a smirk to pull on his lips. it's as if he's savoring every second, every reaction you give him.

you gasp as he grips your thick thighs and effortlessly lifts you onto the kitchen island. the cool surface contrasts with the heat of the moment, sending shivers down your spine. he spreads your legs, eyes darkening with desire as he takes in the sight of you in just an oversized shirt and panties. you can feel his arousal pressing against you,your own desire surging even higher.

“wasn’t planning on having a second breakfast but,”

your hands grip the counter as he loops his fingers into your underwear and pulls them down, groaning at the sight of your pussy.he can’t resist dipping a finger inside of you and sucking your juices from it, a moan falling from his lips.you taste so good,sweet even.

almost instantly, sukuna’s mouth is on your pussy, his tongue flicking wildly across your opening. you moan at the feeling, your hands gripping the edge of the kitchen island for support. his tongue moves with an urgency that sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body, each flick making you shudder.

“god, sukuna,” you gasp, your voice trembling with need. he glances up at you, his eyes filled with a dark, hungry desire that only makes you wetter. his hands grip your thighs, spreading you wider as he dives back in, his tongue exploring every inch of you. the sensation is overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and desperation that has you writhing above him.

this is so fucking wrong, but it feels so fucking good.tears prick your eyes as sukuna’s ravages you,arms shaking underneath you threatening to give out.his hands are placed firmly behind your quivering thighs, kneading the soft flesh while simultaneously holding you in place.

you couldn’t run even if you wanted to, this man is strong.

his tongue finds your clit, swirling around it with expert precision. your back arches off the island, a loud moan escaping your lips. he smirks against you, clearly enjoying the effect he has on you. his fingers join in, slipping inside you and curling just right, hitting that perfect spot that makes you see stars.

“sukuna, please,” you beg, not even sure what you’re asking for. more? faster? harder? all you know is that you need him, need this. his mouth and fingers work in perfect harmony, pushing you closer and closer to the edge. your breaths come in short, ragged gasps, your body trembling with anticipation.

he doesn’t let up, his tongue and fingers moving with relentless precision. the pleasure builds and builds, until it’s almost too much to bare. you can feel the orgasm approaching, a tidal wave of sensation that threatens to drown you. and then, with one final flick of his tongue and a thrust of his fingers, it crashes over you, leaving you gasping and moaning his name.

as you come down from the high, he looks up at you, his lips glistening with your arousal. “you taste even better than i imagined,” he murmurs, his voice filled with satisfaction.

“i need you sukuna.”

his eyes light up, he’s pulling off his apron and pulling his pants down.you gulp, he’s easily nine inches long and his girth had your pussy clenching. the cool granite surface of the island countertop felt good against your skin as you leaned back, your legs hooked around sukuna's waist. the kitchen island was the perfect height for him.

sukuna stood between your spread legs, his eyes dark with desire. he gripped your thighs, squeezing them hard as he leaned down, pressing a wet, open-mouthed kiss on your neck. you could feel his hot breath on your skin as he whispered, “you want it, don't you? you want me to fuck you hard right here on the counter."

you nod, your breath coming in short gasps as you feel his thick, hard dick pressing against your core. "yes... please... fuck me, sukuna. i need it so bad." your words come out in a desperate whisper, and you tighten your legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

sukuna chuckles darkly, hands sliding up your thighs to grip your hips possessively. he grins, pulling your shirt over your head."greedy little slut, aren't you? can't get enough of the thought of my cock, can you?" without waiting for an answer, he lines up his throbbing length with your dripping pussy and thrust forward, filling you in one smooth, relentless motion.

the sensation of being so full makes your back arch off the countertop, your hands gripping the counter tighter as you let out a strangled moan. sukuna's hands tighten on your hips, holding you down as he begin to move, his thrusts deep and relentless.

"that's it, take it all. you love my big dick pounding into that tight little hole, don't you?"

you whimper in response, your body trembling with need. every thrust sends shocks of pleasure through your body, and you can feel your pussy pulsating around his shaft.the sounds of his his toned stomach against your thighs along with your squelching pussy fills the room, you’re wrapped in so much bliss all you can do is moan underneath him.sukuna’s stretching you to your limits, your poor cunt being destroyed with each pound.he’s so fucking deep,it feels like he’s in your stomach.

sukuna’s hand snakes up to your throat, fingers wrapping around your neck. he squeezes gently, cutting off your airway just enough to heighten your pleasure. your eyes widen, body trembling with the thrill of it.

"f’king me s-so good," you moan, voice barely above a whisper.sukuna grunts,hips moving in a steady rhythm as he chokes you up.

“play with your pussy babe,like how you did last night,” he husks,one hand hooked around your waist whilst the other held your leg.”o-okay,” you whimper,eyebrows knitting together in pleasure as you began rubbing your sensitive clit.

the sensation of his dick prodding into you and the stimulation of your clit had you sounding like a wild animal.you hadn’t been fucked like this in a while and it was obvious to sukuna as he pressed into you.you looked so fucking pretty to him,plump lips frowned, a thin coat of sweat glistening on your brown skin.

“f-fuck,” he whines breathlessly, your stomach churns.his whines are so fucking pretty.they’re a mixture of deep and high pitched, and it makes you want to cum right then and there.your hand leaves your clit and latches around his base,his jaw clenches.fuck, you’re so intoxicating. stroking his base while he fucks you.you’re so warm and wet,he’s fully consumed in pleasure as he thuds into you.

“you were waiting for this day huh?”

you nod.

"i know, so have i," he smiles, delighting in the sensation of your pussy around him,he can’t help but let his head drop against your neck. you can hear all of his moans and grunts,”fucking me so good." you sob.your delicate voice spurs him on, he was approaching his end and fast. this stunned him, even with his fling mai he could never cum fast, he'd have to fuck her for hours just to get a nut.

your words and touch filled him with bliss,his stomach knotting each passing second.he pulled away from your neck, gripping your thighs firmly to brace himself as he moved rhythmically against you. determined to make you finish,he held back his own release.

tears stream down your face, fingers urgently caressing your sensitive bundle of nerves, matching the rhythm of his thrusts. "a-ah kuna!” you cry out, trembling as his swollen tip presses against your g-spot.

“there it is,” sukuna chuckles,you whine beneath him with each press against it. your entire body shivering with pleasure as he mercilessly bucks his hips into you. your back arches as the pressure in your stomach releases,leaving you a whimpering mess.

“f-fuck, you’re creaming all over me.” he groans, the sight of your hungry pussy eating him greedily making his knees buckle.he can’t hold back anymore, a loud guttural whine leaves his lips as he pulls out, ropes of cum decorates your face.his hand quickly pumps his shaft, stroking every drop of cum out of his throbbing dick. you’re exhausted, you can’t even fight as sukuna turns you around. your cheek is pressed against the counter as sukuna slides back into you.

“we’re not done, love.”

sigh.i need this man.

hiiii girl ~ huge fan of your work btw

this is a really weird and kind of random ask buttttt I rlly rlly RLLY want to start writing some x black reader! content on here bc it feels like we never have enough of it 😭 plus I love writing so it just seems like a fun hobby to start lmao

soo do you have any tips? like how to gain/keep a following, or how to be consistent with writing schedules? like there are so many amazing writers on here but I want to make a mark without overshadowing them ykwim?? I hope this makes sense lol

OFC I HAVE SOME TIPSS!! an easy way to gain a following is to cater to the readers. Write about things or characters people are fond of then once you get the hang of it just have fun. I don't have much of a writing schedule, but I never want to leave people hanging. So when I don't have time to write a full fic I'd drop something like headcanons or a small wip. It's better to post something than to not post at all. If you're writing smut or something semi-sexual, Twitter will be your best friend. It's easier to write smut if you can see or envision what's going on. UGH I LOWKEY SUCK WITH WRITING TIPS BUT JUST HAVE FUN WITH YOUR WORK!!!

𝔅𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔬𝔪 𝔐𝔢𝔢𝔱-𝔲𝔭

art by: eriimyon

MDNI, step off pls, and thank u

☆A/N: IM BACK AGAIN!! this time it’s diluc, and it’s back in genshin times so ignore the mention of modern alcohol pretend you didn’t see it. like i said before, suggest some stuff if u rlly wanna!! but ofc as always, enjoy this one loves!!

⋆.ೃ࿔*･synopsis: As a stressed adventurer, you stopped at Angel Share. The smell of alcohol calms you down, what’s even more calming is the redhead behind the bar.

⋆.ೃ࿔*･wc: 2,108

⋆.ೃ࿔*•warnings:: Mdom, strangers to lovers, spanking, alcohol, fucking while standing, one night stand, public sex, almost caught, degradation, oral masc!receiving, p in v, bathroom sex, light choking, rough, and ofc creampie (practice safe sex)

(The reader is black)

The job of an adventure is stressful at times, either having to save someone or save yourself. You let out a sigh as you walk into the warm embrace of Mondstadt. You smile at the warm air and the lively city. As you’re walking you notice Jean talking to one of the Knights of Favonius before waving him off. You tilt your head in confusion before making your way towards her. “Hey, Jean! You look…stressed?” A worried look made it to your face before flashing her a comforting smile. Jean lets out a sigh before nodding slightly. 

“There’s a festival coming up and everything is a wreck. So now I have to pick up the peices.”

She huffs before rubbing the bridge of her nose.

“I’ll be fine! Listen, I’m stressed and you’re stressed, so how about we stop by Angel Share and get a drink.” I suggest before slightly nudging Jean’s shoulder with a smile. “Come on, I know you want to! Join me, Please” You give the sweetest smile you could muster before she finally sighs and agrees. 

“Fine, but only for an hour.” You nod happily before fixing your braids and grabbing her hand. You cautiously speed walk towards Angel Share, pulling Jean along with you. “I wonder if Diluc is in today?” Jean checks the time on her clock before finally acknowledging your very confused look.

“You do know Diluc, right? You know the owner of Angel Share.”

At this point, she looks more confused than you. How could you not know who Diluc is? As much as Jean brings him up she wonders if you even listen to her when she talks about him. You shake your head before she sighs and opens the door to the tavern. The smell of warm alcohol floods your senses. You take in a sharp breath before being interrupted by Jean lecturing some drunk bard in the corner. You’re left alone at the door, looking like a lost puppy before something catches your attention. 

A bright red ponytail behind the bar, you can’t see his face but just looking at his body you know he must be attractive. You stare at him for a few seconds before he turns around, probably feeling lasers shooting through his skull. His bright red eyes met your intense gaze.

You’re so hypnotized by his strong features you don’t even realize he was waving you over to take a seat. You give him a sweet smile before walking over and sitting at one of the bar side stools. He’s completely enamored by your beauty. Your dark brown skin shimmering under the tavern light, the two-toned glossed lips, the way the adventurer uniform fits your curvy body, And the way your long, black box braids frame your face shape. It’s clear to say he’s obsessed with you, even if he doesn’t know your name. 

“Can I get a Henne and coke?”

You give him a sweet smile, flashing your pearly whites.

“Of course. This one is on the house, I wouldn’t dare charge a pretty girl like you.” He smirks before turning around to make your drink. You’re grateful your skin hid the blood rushing to your cheeks, or you would’ve been as red as a tomato. 

“Thank you…”

“My name is Diluc, I’m surprised you don’t know. You’re friends with Jean, right?”

You make a mental note that the ‘Diluc’ person Jean talks so often about, is very attractive. You nod in response before taking a sip of the drink he placed in front of you. 

“Well thanks for the free drink Diluc, I’ll remember that for next time” 

You give him a small wink before taking another sip of your drink.

Diluc is very interested in you. The way that you smile, smell, and talk. His eyes scanned every single body part and facial feature you displayed. Taking note of what you like and dislike, the jokes you made, and the jokes you laugh at. 

By the time you finished the drink you had loosened up, all of today’s worries were washed away by a cup of henne and coke.  After talking to Diluc for a bit you notice the way his bartending suit squeezes on his muscular body. You cross your legs to try to calm the wetness that’s forming. The way he moves when he’s making a drink, the way his muscles flex when he mixes the ingredients. It turns you on, a lot. Maybe it’s the liquid courage getting to you but you would definitely fuck him here and now, and you’re going to make it happen. 

Diluc is currently resting his arms on the bar in front of you explaining how to make some difficult drinks. You knew this was your time to shine, so you subtly started dragging your finger up and down his forearm and nodding slowly while you listened to him explain. His eyes squint at you slightly, questioning your current move. 

“You know Diluc, you’re kinda intriguing.”

He gives you a low chuckle before bringing his voice down to a low whisper.

“Is that so? How about you show how intriguing I am.” 

He gives a little head nudge towards the bathroom before mouthing a little ‘Go inside’. You nod before slowly getting up from your seat. You give Diluc a wink before making a slow stride to the bathroom. 

“Fuck..”

He mumbles under his breath before trying to smooth down the bulge he has in his pants, it's been there since you walked in. He waits about five minutes before smoothing down his pants and making his way to the bathroom. When he walks in he’s met with a lewd sight, You’re sitting on top of the sink slowly rubbing soft circles around your clit. You make hungry eye contact with him. He takes in the sight before rolling up his sleeves and slowly walking up to you. 

“So you started without me? I don’t remember telling you to do that." He grabs your wrist and pulls it away from your aching clit. You whimper before you pull Diluc into an intense kiss. He grabs your hips and pulls you into one of the stalls and locks the door. He starts unbuckling his belt before pulling away and staring at your puffy lips.

“You don’t even know my name and you wanna fuck.” You huff out before helping him unbuckle his belt. 

“I don’t need to know your name, just show me what you can do.”

He grabs your hair roughly before pushing you down on your knees. You take his pants zipper in your mouth and slowly zip it down. 

“Fuck, you’re so hot.” He lets out a shaky breath before watching you take his cock out with ease. You look up at him as you slowly stroke his cock, precum already dripping all over it. He stares down at you with lustful eyes before roughly grabbing your braids and brushing your lips on his cock.

“I’m not a fan of teasing, Suck it.”

He gave a stern look before you took his full cock into your mouth. You let out a moan as the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat. Diluc’s head flew back in pleasure as he roughly pushed you onto his cock. Your speed increased as his hips thrusted forward, shoving his cock deeper into your mouth.  

“Fuck, baby you feel so good. You know how to use your slutty mouth well.”

He chuckles before letting out another shaky moan and grabbing your hair tighter. You feel his cock twitch in your mouth, you let out another moan before twirling your tongue around his tip. 

“I don’t wanna cum, fuck…stop"

You groan, ignoring his command you continue to suck his soul out of his body. He groans loudly before pulling you by your hair and roughly off of his dick. You whimper and give him a pleading look. 

“You’re such a fucking slut. Get up.”

You barely make it to your feet before he pushes you up against the stall door. With your face squished against the cold metal door of the stall. You can feel his warm calloused hand running down your leg slowly taking off your stockings. He pushes your uniform dress up and pulls your panties to the side. 

“I don’t have time to take these off, but I’m sure a whore like you likes this shit. Don’t you?”

You can feel his breath grazing against your ear, the tension causing you to let out a frustrated moan. 

“Put…put it in already.”

You hear a chuckle before you feel a sharp stinging pain on your ass. You moan loudly, your clit twitched in excitement. You whimper lightly feeling his cock rub the folds of your pussy, the teasing goes straight to your head.

“Beg and I’ll give you what you want.” His deep voice sends chills up your spine. The way his hand is wrapped around your neck and his dick on your ass. The lewdness of the situation makes your pussy wetter every second. 

“Please, Diluc, I need it…”

You whimper while pushing back into him trying to get any friction you can.

"You need what, doll? Spit it out."

He slaps your ass again and you let out a sharp yelp and a whimper. 

“Your cock! I need it please!”

You pleaded practically grinding your ass against his cock. He groaned before slamming his cock into your pussy with no warning. “Fuck, you’re such a slut.”

He groans loudly before giving you the backshots of the century. His hands are on your love handles, using them to push you back and forth on his cock. 

“You like this shit, don’t you? You cock slut, say it”

You nod your head quickly, trying to cover your moans with your hands.

“Fuck, I do, I such a fucking cock slut! Right there, fuck!”

You mumble completely fucked out. The bathroom is filled with moans and grunts, your electro vision hitting the wall every time he does a hard thrust. You can feel warmth bubbling up in the pit of your stomach. 

“Diluc, I’m about to-”

You hear the click of the bathroom door opening. Diluc smiles at the sudden interruption, slightly speeding up his pace. 

“(★), Are you in here? You’ve been in here for a minute, I’m making sure you’re ok.”

You hear Jean’s voice echo off the walls of the bathroom. You look back at Diluc as he’s refusing to slow down his relentless strokes. You give him pleading eyes but all he does is laugh. 

“Go ahead, answer your friend. Show her how much of a whore you are.”

You shake your head before you feel a light slap on your ass.

“I-I’m…fuck…fine. T-the…mmph…alcohol just…got to…me”

You manage to get out, letting out a small whimper.

“Oh, alright. Have you seen Diluc anywhere? I’ve been looking for him.” Diluc wraps his hand around you and starts rubbing fast circles around your clit. A shaky moan comes out of your mouth before you muffle it with your hand.

“N-No, I…haven’t.”

“Ok, I’ll just ask around.”

The bathroom door shuts before you let out a loud moan when Diluc speeds his pace up. 

“Good slut…fuck…I guess I can give you what you deserve.”

Your pussy clenches around diluc’s cock, you grab Diluc’s arm tightly as your orgasm approaches. 

“Fuck, Diluc, I’m about to cum.”

The grip he has on your neck tightens and you feel his cock twitches inside of you. His moan getting louder and his thrust getting messier. You shake subtly before you feel your liquid running down your legs, Diluc following close after. His cum shooting inside you before groaning lightly.

“Fuck you feel so good…”

He pulls out, wiping the sweat off of his forehead and taking his handkerchief and wiping your forehead.

“I can’t let a pretty girl walk out looking a mess.”

He chuckles lightly before pulling your stocking up and fixing your uniform. Still out of breath you thank him and fix your hair. 

“Go and get fixed up, I'll meet you outside.”

He admires your beauty once more. Even as a sweaty and cock drunk mess, he still thinks you’re the most gorgeous person ever. 

He reaches to unlock the stall door and pushes it open. As you both walk out the stall you see Jean patiently waiting by the door. She’s leaning on the wall, arms crossed, and a face filled with disappointment. Your eyes widen with shock as you see Diluc freeze in the spot he’s in. You look like a deer in headlights.

“Good to know you met diluc.”

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