Your Latest Smut About Readers Weak Part Was So Good And Hot! Especially Sukunas Part, Would You Ever

Your latest smut about readers weak part was so good and hot! Especially Sukunas part, would you ever write follow up to it please? 💙🙏🏻

Piercings

Summary: now that your cartlidge piercings are healed, you and Sukuna can finally have some fun. 🥴

Pairing: Ryomen Sukuna x AFAB!Reader (Modern AU)

Word Count: 1,384

Warnings: ear play, nipping biting, tattoo shop sex, smut

A/N: Hi Nonnie! I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did! I love the Modern Sukuna AU! Read Part One first!

It had taken four months for both of your ears to heal with your cartridge piercings. Four months that have been excruciatingly painful to wait for. Not because the healing process was painful because you were lucky enough to have a boyfriend who knew what he was doing. What was painful was the anticipation of having a said boyfriend play with your ears now that they were healed.

You lay in his tattoo chair after the shop closed, and everyone went home, watching as Sukuna put his black gloves on and turning your head to the side. “I just wanna make sure they’re completely healed before I touch them. We don’t want a repeat of last month, do we?” You stuck your bottom lip out, crossing your arms over your chest with a pout. “You masochist.” His fingers gently graze over your ear, rubbing the stud he had put there.

“I wanted you to lick them—“

“Yeah? Wasn’t so fun when you were withering in pain on the bed, was it?”

“No—”

Sukuna smirked, gently twisting the back of the piercing; you weren’t jerking or indicating any pain. He moved your chin, allowing him to examine the second piercing he had put in after you had an orgasm from him just touching your ear four months ago: same process, no pain.

He can’t help but smirk, licking his lips as he rips his gloves off before crawling onto the chair with you. “Looks like we’re in the clear, kitten~” As fast as those words leave his mouth, his tongue darts out slowly, licking the cartridge. The little metal ball of his tongue piercing brushes over the stud in your ear, making your hips buck up.

“K-Kuna, holy fuck.” He chuckles, hands grabbing your hips, pinning them down against the chair.

“Don't fucking move.” He commands his voice low and rough in your ear. “I want to see if I could get you off just by—” his tongue traces over your cartilage, piercing a second time, “torturing your pretty fuckin’ ears.”

While his tongue continues tracing circles over your freshly healed piercing, his left-hand reaches up gently, caressing your ear before gripping your earlobe and giving it a sharp tug. Your entire body goes rigid as Sukuna seals his mouth around your cartilage, piercing and gently sucking on it while his fingers continue to tease and torture your other ear.

Goosebumps rise over your arms as you squirm underneath your boyfriend, who's still holding your hips down with one of his hands and making it damn near impossible to move to find any relief to the pleasure throbbing between your legs. The pleasure only increases as Sukuna continues to thumb and lick your overly sensitive ears, making your panties grow wetter as you reach around, digging your nails into his back.

The sting of your nails on his skin makes Sukuna growl before he takes the tip of your ear between his teeth and chews down. You inhale sharply, eyes going wide as your pussy clenched around nothing. You try bucking your hips, but his right-hand remains firmly pressed against your hips, preventing you from moving even an inch up against him.

“K-Kuna~!” You plead, digging your nails harder into his toned, muscular, tattooed back. “Fuck~ fuck~! Fuu-haaah!” He swirled his tongue around the stud in your ear, making your legs kick out underneath him, toes curling as your heart raced. “Oooh fuck—g-gonna!”

Sukuna promptly pulled off your ear, and a string of saliva connected your stud and his bottom lip. He panted heavily, sitting back, buckling his belt before tugging your scrub pants and underwear down to your thighs. You lifted your ass, making it easier for him to toss them to the floor before he unzipped his jeans and tugged his hard throbbing cock out of his boxers. His tip was red and leaking pre-cum before he slotted between your thighs, stroking his cock up and down, smearing the sticky pre-cum over his length before he grabbed your hips, lifting them slightly, allowing him full access to your twitching cunt.

Both of you were so horny no words needed to be said. All that you both needed was to lose yourselves in each other. Sukuna growled as he pressed the thick tip of his cock against your opening, rubbing it up and down before shoving it inside of you. All the air in your lungs escaped, and your eyes rolled back; the sudden intrusion felt so good.

Your boyfriend spilled above you, his hands gripping the back of the chair as he did everything in his power to not cum like he was a fucking twenty-year-old. Which was hard to do, seeing that all of the torture he had done to your ears had your cunt a wet twitching mess. Like any move, he would make you cum on his cock instantly. He, unfortunately, wasn’t doing much better than you. Sukuna was already throbbing in his jeans before he even got inside of you. He had been waiting four months to feel the chill of your piercing against his tongue, to watch you cum from him playing with it; to say he was pent up was an understatement.

Thinking about torturing your ears had been getting him off for the last week.

But now, he wouldn't be spilling his cum over his hand; he'd be painting your insides. Gripping your hips, Sukuna pushed further inside of you, making your back arch as the chill of his piercings dragged over your walls that clenched around him. His slow, shallow thrusts coaxed a quivering sigh from you as he nipped at your ear.

“Ahnn—” you wrapped your legs around his hips, “K-Kuna~!”

“Yeah, baby~ fuck.” His breath was hot and heavy against your ear. “You feel fucking fantastic~ your walls twitch every time I nibble here.” he nipped at your earlobe. “Feels that good huh?”

“Oh my god~ yes~nnngh!”

Sukuna gritted the chair harder, thrusting as deep as he could inside of you. He clenched his jaw, his teeth grazing your ear, pulling it, nibbling it, and teasing it in every way he could. His pierced tongue swirled around your earring, drawing out soft gasps from your lips. But those sounds only grew louder as his large, rough hands grabbed your hips, his fingertips digging into the soft flesh. "You love this~" He chuckled before pulling almost out and slamming into you, again and again, groaning as he felt you convulse around him.

You moaned, gripping the chair underneath you. “Yes~! Yes~! Yes~! Oooooh god, fuck me!” Your eyes rolled back as you felt the familiar coil tightening in your abdomen.

“Mnnngh~!” Sukuna fucked into you faster and harder, all while sucking and nibbling at your ears. It was his piercing grazing against your earlobe and his cock hitting your g-spot that had your back arching.

Your teeth clenched and killed out as your eyes watered with unshed tears. “G-Gonna cum~!! You felt your pussy fluttering. “K-Kuna! Kuuuna! C-Cummin—!” Right before you could finish the words, you screamed cumming so hard you squirted around Sukuna’s cock. Your boyfriends eyes widened, a roar of a moan leaving him when you suddenly came, ripping his orgasm from him before he could warn you as he poured his cum into your throbbing walls.

Both of you lay there, panting heavily as Sukuna finally pulled off your ear. His lips quickly found yours melding over yours in a kiss that was so desperate it had you coming from your glorious post-orgasmic state to throw your arms around him. Tongues wrapped around each other, hands roamed, digging your nails into his toned, tattooed back. His hands rope your waist, breasts, and hips, desperately holding onto you before he breaks the kiss.

His chest heaves before he snarls with pure animalistic need, ripping your shirt up and over your head and throwing it to the ground. He smirks, grabbing your nipples and gently twisting them. The sweet, desperate moans that leave your quivering lips had him leaning down, taking the buds into his mouth.

“So kitten, where shall I pierce you next~?”

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౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ COME BACK TO BED — levi ackerman

summary . . . you crave levi, but he isn't there when you wake up.

contents . . . f!reader, nsfw mdni, cock warming, office (?) sex, creampie, piv, unprotected sex, fluff, honestly i haven't been in much of a mood to write smut but this has been in my drafts for a while so it gets really soft at the end— 2.2k

you walk into the room, frowning at the sight of your lover still behind his desk, bent over the parchment. light shadows his face, sparkling over him like a candle, illuminating him in a yellow hue. he’s so beautiful, and you ache for him. the desperation inside of you only grows, even though it is dually coated in worry. 

“levi?” you say, lips drawn down as you approach, blinking away your sleepiness. “why are you still working?” 

it’s nearly three in the morning; the bed was cold and empty when you left, and the middle of winter was unforgiving. though levi didn’t sleep often, he, at least, made an effort to when you were at his side. tonight, though, it seems he’s given up on the matter, scribbling notes on the paperwork instead.

“i have to finish this by tomorrow,” levi says, dismissive, not even bothering to glance up. 

your frown deepens, and you repeat his name, softer as you come around the side of the desk. you’d woken up so desperate for him, and when he was not there to coax an orgasm out of you, you’d tried to take on the task yourself. 

though, your fingers didn’t feel as nice as his did, hadn’t reached the places inside of you that his cock could. and, you craved it, craved him so much that you hadn’t been able to go back to sleep. 

“come back to bed,” you mutter, but even then, you can hear the desperation in your voice, the subtle tone that it takes on whenever you want him badly. 

his writing stops. he turns back to you, eyes hardening as you place a gentle hand on his shoulder. you run your soft fingertips along the juncture between his neck and jaw, batting your eyelashes at him so sweetly. 

there’s a dark look in his irises that you pick up on easily, but you can’t tell if he’s irritated with you, or if it’s the lust that is spreading in the ocean of his eyes. his jaw sets, and his normally straight mouth draws tighter. “i have to finish this.” 

“can i stay here, then?” 

he sticks his tongue into the side of his cheek. “i’m—”

you can already hear his protest, how he’ll say your name so softly in an apology, kiss you on the lips before sending you back to your shared room. but you’re determined to get your way tonight, and you can feel the wetness gathering between your legs, the ache still thrumming through your body. 

“want you inside me, levi,” you say softly, almost begging as you lean down to whisper into his ear. “please.” 

levi stops, eyeing you with the intensity that he faces with everyone, an intensity that doesn’t always soften for you. still, by now, you’re used to it — find it endearing, really, how serious he can be. 

“you going to be a distraction?” levi scans your face. 

you jut your lower lip out just a bit, almost pouting, “no,” you promise. “just want to feel you.” 

for a moment, he considers, before finally relenting. levi sighs, then pulls back the chair, his strong thighs on display as you maneuver yourself onto his lap. even the brief feeling of his knee against your clothed cunt sends a sharp whimper through you. 

“you can’t move. i’ve put this off for long enough.” 

“since when did you care about any of that?” you ask, yawning as you slip your pants off your hips. “i thought hange did the paperwork, anyway.” 

“if only.” he gives you a pointed look, tracing your jaw with his thumb. “just sit still.” 

levi focuses his attention back on the paperwork, and when you spare a brief glance at it, you notice that it’s reports from the past few missions. for the government in the interior, assigned specifically to captain levi. 

you refrain from a sarcastic remark, and instead, slide levi’s zipper down, waiting for any reaction. he gives you none, signs his name on the bottom line, and flips the parchment over. 

“levi,” you start, but he shushes you again, kissing your cheek dismissively. 

“no talking.” 

“you’re so rude.” 

he raises his eyebrow, but you slide his cock out of his pants, warming it in your palm. a soft little sigh leaves him as you stroke him until he’s hard, but he schools his expression into a neutral position, leaning back in the chair. 

you’re naked from the waist down, but he doesn’t seem to care. with something of a frown, you slip his cock inside you and sink your hips down. your fingers dig into his shoulders as you move, sliding right into him.

levi’s dark eyes dart towards you. “shit,” he gasps, his other hand holding onto your hips. “why are you so wet already?” 

a small whimper leaves you as he fills you up, stretches your walls, as you settle onto his cock. though it feels so good, you squeeze his arms and try not to move. “you weren’t there when i woke up,” you say, resting your head on his shoulder and pressing a kiss to the space between his neck. “so i tried to take care of it myself.”

levi’s eyes flash. “dirty girl.” his voice is deeper, a rumble that you feel in his chest. “couldn’t help but touch yourself to the thought of me when i wasn’t there, hm? but i bet your fingers weren’t enough, were they?” 

you exhale deeply, shaking with the need to move as your walls flutter around him. “levi.” 

“needed my cock inside you instead, didn’t you, love? probably would’ve begged me to fuck you until you were tired enough to fall back asleep.” 

“god, levi, please.” you start, and you shift your hips once. your clit rubs right against him, his long cock settling inside you as a heavy moan almost escapes. instead, you bite down hard on his neck; but levi forces you down even harder on his lap, his eyes relentless. 

“i told you not to move, didn’t i?”

you blink back at him, but his face is serious, hardened lines stretching from each angle of his face. and though you want fuck yourself on his dick, and every atom in your being tells you to do so, you listen to him. somehow, you refrain from shifting your hips again.

sitting still, you bury your face into his neck and heave a great sigh, brushing the delicate skin beneath his jaw. 

“good girl,” levi says flippantly, his long, slender finger grazing up your spine. the simple words alone send a pulse straight through your body, and you whimper against him, your cunt squeezing tighter, wet from the deep intonation of his voice. 

levi says nothing else, but you can feel his smirk as he kisses your temple. he never fails to remind you how precious you are to him, even when he is a bit short with you. and even though he is never the best about telling you how much he loves you, his affections run deep.

he plays with the end of your hair, soothingly, and though you can’t ignore him deep inside you, it almost lulls you back into a peaceful sleep. 

after what feels like hours of subtle torture, you speak again. 

“levi,” you hum against his throat, when he flips another page, signing his name on the dotted line. “i love you so much.” 

his hand stills on your back, fingers tapping once against your spine before resuming. it’s still difficult for him to repeat the words, but you know it’s only out of his fear that you will one day be taken away from him. levi squeezes your hip once more, huffs, and sets the pen down. 

“i’m certain you know how much you mean to me,” levi returns, pulling you away from his neck so that you’re able to face him once again. “you’re supposed to be being quiet.” 

his face is stern, but his eyes are anything but; soft and loving. levi’s cheeks are flushed red, and though he is strong — the strongest — that alone is not enough to combat how he feels when he’s inside you. it brings a small, knowing smile to your face.

“i was being sweet,” you say, sleepily, testing your luck by lifting your hips and settling them once more. the feeling is more intense than you’d expected, and a little moan escapes your mouth, lips parting softly. “i do love you.” 

“i’m certain you’re just trying to butter me up,” levi’s mouth is against your own, the words leaving on a shaky breath, tickling your skin. “so you can get what you want.” 

you laugh, fanning your fingertips against his cheeks. “is it working?”

levi spares you one more hardened expression, tightly drawing his mouth together, before he’s lifting you, shifting you onto the desk, your back pressed against the papers. “unfortunately,” he grunts, kissing all over your face before he threads his fingers with your own. “god. the things you do to me. can’t think straight.” 

he thrusts up into you, hard, and you close your eyes, kissing him, much more slowly than the pace he sets with his hips. levi squeezes your palm tightly, the other roaming across your chest, your stomach, before settling at your hips. “you’re everything to me, you know? my beautiful girl. don’t know what i’d do without you.” 

you smile against his mouth and tug at his hair with your free hand, feeling the soft tendrils between your fingers. it’s ironic, that he thinks you’re beautiful, when you’re certain he’s the most angelic creature you’ve ever seen. “i’m not going anywhere, levi. i promise.” 

levi speeds up, involuntarily, eyes so intense as he watches every subtle change of your expression. but you are too sleepy to do much but breathe into his mouth, soft little moans that have levi thrusting into you twice as hard.

it doesn’t take long for him to coax the first orgasm out of you, and you’re barely able to whisper his name before you clench around him, squeezing the palm that’s still locked within your own.

levi smiles, but it’s snarky, a mix between satisfaction and annoyance. “looks like you got your way after all.” 

you laugh, breathless, kissing across his cheeks as he grows sloppy, chest heaving with the weight of his exhales. though levi wants to pin this all on you, you can tell that he needs to relax too. the past few hours without a moment of sleep, doing nothing but paperwork, have taken a toll on him. 

“must be so hard for you, huh?” you tease, eyelashes fluttering closed as you lean against him, letting your forehead drop to his shoulder. “getting to fuck me on a desk like this. what a chore.” 

“you shouldn’t talk to your captain like that,” levi teases, but he groans out the last few words, cheeks flushed from how close he is. lazily, your fingers run across his chest, and though a second orgasm is steadily building, you want to watch him come apart first.

“perhaps,” you say, smiling as you kiss his chest, your hair tickling the bottom of his jaw. “but i’m not talking to my captain, i’m talking to you, levi.” you lean back up to kiss him, once, again, just the softest brush of your lips. “and i want you to cum inside me.” 

levi’s eyes flash, and you can see the moment that he unravels, the next few seconds where his movements get erratic. then, his features change, plump bottom lip separating from the top one. the look in his eyes grows distant, and his stomach flexes, abs tightening, before the heat of his cum shoots inside of you. 

levi topples onto you, his chest landing on yours as you fall back onto the desk. his cock finally slips out of you.

“shit,” levi says, running his hands along your thighs, sweaty skin sticking to each other. “we’re going to ruin the papers.” 

“who cares,” you yawn, rubbing your eyes before encircling levi’s neck with your arms. “the military police can deal with the mess.”

“you’re disgusting.” 

“they’d probably get off on it, don’t you think? the interior is full of hedonists anyway.”

levi snorts. “maybe. but i prefer not to think about how they spend their free time.”

you laugh again, just a breath of air, and settle against him. levi is warm, his arms are strong, and he smells clean; a mix of soap and the sweet fragrant of citrus. he holds you so gently, despite all of the hardness that lingers in his body. you’ve never known anyone to feel so much like home.

“will you come to bed now?” you ask sleepily. “i don’t want to go to sleep alone.” 

levi softens, and he traces your cheekbone with his thumb, as best he can at the awkward angle. “sure, love. i should get some rest anyway.”

imagine riding Levi’s face.

you feel slightly self-conscious as he looks up at you from his spot between your thighs, grey eyes half-lidded with desire, waiting for you to settle all the way down.

his palms slide from your hips to tap his fingers on your thighs.

“I said sit,” he says, yanking you down before you can react. all you can see now are his eyes and the way his hair fans out over the pillow underneath his head.

one hand instinctively flies to the crown of his head when you feel the first lap of his tongue. he starts at your entrance, relishing the taste of you before gliding up to swirl around your clit. you cry out, fingers tightening in his hair as he gains a rhythm almost immediately.

“oh my god. Just like that.”

Levi’s eyes flick up to meet your gaze, stormy in a way that you think might look a little smug if you could see the rest of his face. it’s almost impressive the way he’s managed to unravel you so quickly, but Levi’s always known exactly the way you like it. the right amount of pressure here and the exact time to pick up his pace to have you like putty in his hands.

once you’ve gotten more used to the position, less concerned with balancing your weight, one of Levi’s hands guides your hips. heat gathers into your lower belly, prickling a path down your limbs.

“Ah—! Levi-”

below, his cock sits heavy against his navel, leaking and untouched. he’s too devoted to focusing on how your legs tremble as you try to keep your breathing even. he groans when you say his name, low and guttural in a way that has pleasure pooling at the base of your spine.

you can’t remember what you wanted to say—to tell him to slow down, to speed up, to babble about how good it feels. at some point, his hands leave your hips and travel up to squeeze your breasts, adding new layer of sensation to the already overwhelming feeling.

you come with a gasp of his name on your lips.

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Flowers Prank

˚₊‧.⊹꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱˚₊‧.⊹ ꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱˚₊‧.⊹꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱˚₊‧.⊹ ꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱˚₊‧.⊹

𓆩⟡𓆪 levi, eren, armin, jean, reiner, orco, & erwin

note: you thank them for flowers they didn’t send you!

warnings: cursing, suggestive, sexual, toxic proco for you gremlins.

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