So I Am Currently Reading The Phantom Of The Opera &&& Gods Im Thinking Of Sukuna Singing In The Opera

so i am currently reading “the phantom of the opera” &&& gods i’m thinking of sukuna singing in the opera 😭😭😭

can anyone drop sukuna x reader fics that are VERY VERY angsty? lol

currently going through a “break-up” phase so i wanna just read through angsty fics tnx

i’m so soft

different paths

i lOVE THIS HAHSHSHAHA

sukuna is this bad boy womanizer that claims that he'll never settle down, and then you happen and BAM. he's in your shared kitchen, heating up a bottle for your baby so you can get a bath and a glass of wine

he's like. wait how the fuck did THIS happen?

sukuna looks so goddamn divine 😭 what a beautiful man he is

as a fan of mile high club aus? I’M SO GLAD TO FOUND ONE WITH SUKUNA 😭 DHHSHSHJWS I’M LIVING FOR THIS!!!!

sukuna x reader 😜🔞

"Thanks for dropping us off, dad" you smiled, hugging your father goodbye once he helped you and your friend with the luggage. "call me when you land" you nodded your head reassuringly at his request and waved as he drove off.

"I still can't believe we actually managed to snatch the concert tickets last minute" your friend commented as you moved towards the check in section of the airport. "I'm so excited i can't wait for us to land already" you spoke in excitement, tugging on your suitace with haste.

the check in queue looked terrifyingly long "we'll have to wait a bit" you pointed with a frown and pulled out your phone, to check the time - thankfully the flight was in two hours which eliminated the possibility of missing it.

Your notifications proved to be a good distraction so they had you scrolling mindlessly while snailing forward - your friend following closely behind. In this distracted state you paid little mind to how close the person ahead was standing which had you stumbling as you bumped into what was surely their back, but felt definitely like a wall.

"oh, pardon" your apology came out swiftly, eyes darting up to evaluate the surroundings, Your face proved to be desperately unprepared for the amount of blood that rushed to your cheeks when the man before you turned around.

A mountain of muscles, dressed in a casual white t-shirt which did absolutely nothing to cover the bulging abs beneath it - if anything the material clung to the rippling pecks so slickly, it accentuated every little curve. It was positively mouth watering and you haven't even looked at the guy's face yet.

The immeasurable flood of inappropriate thoughts deafened you to the point of having the stranger's reply fly right over your head. What stuck with you however, was his dangerous smirk, followed by a taunting wink that had your knees buckle.

It's been a while since someone has managed to scramble your mind to the point of losing the ability to form any coherent thought, yet this guy snatched the perception of reality right under your nose. All you could do was marvel at the scent of his cologne while your walls crumbled at his feet.

"dude" the warm touch of your friend's palm resting over your shoulder shook some sense of reality back in you. "you good?" she asked, choking on a long held laughter. All that the stranger was offering now was his sculpted back, considering he had turned away long after your encounter, letting you stare and daydream in complete obliviousness.

Covering your embarrassment felt like an impossible task and even if you wanted to indulge in finding a solution, it'd have proven quite difficult with having his godly body in such close proximity. Looking else where had your heart swarming with anticipation of the moment your eyes would land once more over his back.

"it seems like we'd be on the same flight, so maybe he'd be close enough for you to keep staring" your friend mocked with a whisper, to which you slapped her on the shoulder, of course. "just don't let your drool get over me, ok?" you groaned in embarrassment and told her to shut it, after realising her words might have been overheard, which was quite true as the handsome stranger let out a soft chuckle.

The only saving grace in this moment was that he kept still and didn't turn around to face you. You'd have unquestionably passed out if he did turn around, or worse - that moan tickling the back of your throat would have escaped and well, that would definitely have been the death of you.

After what felt like an eternity, your turn to check in finally came. although the thought of finally stretching your feet in the depths of the overpriced duty shop felt relieving, you also couldn't help but gulp sadly as the tall stranger disappeared into the bustling crowd or passengers headed towards the security check zone.

You waited patiently for the confirmation of the tickets - but an unsettling feeling nestled in your gut as the customer service agent scrunched her nose and turned to you both "It appears there is a double reservation for 34B" she spoke, looking back at her screen "well that's my seat, so what does this mean?" your friend asked puzzled, the agent offered her a different seat and as there was no other options besides changing the flights, you agreed.

"could we switch my seat too? We'd like to be together." you asked, the disappointment painted on your face was obvious once the agent explained this would not be possible as all other seats were also booked. "if you find a passenger willing to trade seats with you, we could make the switch"

Although you appreciated her understanding, you politely declined the offer and moved towards the security check zone with your tickets in hand.

The rest of your time in the airport passed quietly and soon you found yourself entering the plane with a small chocolate in hand - courtesy of the kind flight attendant welcoming you aboard. Your friend took her seat at the front of the plane while your place remained as 34A, some eight or nine rows after hers.

You moved along with the rest of the passengers until finally you spotted the seat - you nestled in, sneaking out the headphones from your back pocket. Considering the agent at the register desk confirmed all seats were booked your expectations were aligned with reality, therefore you did not expect for that quiet alone time to continue much more. Never the less you were alright with it because the concert will be worth it.

A couple of moments after, while you were choosing from the list of songs on your Spotify, the seat next to you shifted and of course in order to comply with the social norms you turned your head in the passenger's direction to greet them with a casual "hello". Unfortunately, your lips froze right after the first syllable when you found the person lounging next to you was no other but the handsome sttanger from before.

It was bewildering how prominently you felt the way your eyes widened. "and here I was thinking you'd be happy to see me again" the stranger spoke familiarly - the effortless sultriness in his voice tugging on your heart strings, arousing your nerves.

"i'm afraid I don't know what you mean" you retorted, clinging to any strands of self control you could grasp. "of course you don't" he smiled, a set of white canines sparkling dangerously. being in the presence of someone oozing such potent masculinity was intoxicating and even though you didn't want to succumb to it, your body acted on instinct.

with jaw clenched you let yourself lean back into the seat - looking through the small window, you hoped that anything out there will prove more interesting than the fascinating daydream next to you.

Your ears buzzed unpleasantly as you ascended to the sky, gliding over the clouds took your mind off the constant pressure building inside you, but only until the voice of the flight attended ruptured the silence. "do you need anything?" she asked politely, you were ready to decline as you were settled quite alright, but the sttanger next to you had a different idea.

"a bottle of water and a blanket please" his husky voice chilled you to the bone, and as you shifted uncomfortably in your small seat, you couldn't help but notice the creeping blush over the attendant's cheeks. The mood swing that shook you with annoyance felt like turbolence inside your heart and instantly your eyes rolled.

"how did you even get that seat?" you asked him with a scoff, but your surge of confidence subdued once his dark orbs captured you. "I told the nice lady at the register you're my girlfriend" although he replied nonchalantly, the trace of pride remained in his smile.

"and she believed you? just like that?" you were obviously baffled which he found amusing. "I've my way with the ladies" the stranger laughed, the sound piercing you deeply. "oh fuck off" you blurted, annoyed at the heat clinging to your own face.

The flight attendant returned promptly with your commodities and freshly applied lipstick, which you found less than amusing. You were quickly drawn back to the man in the seat beside when he laid the blanket over, coving you both.

"I'm not cold, thank you" you murmured, proceeding to unwrap yourself from the fleece material, but your breath hitched just as your fingers bunched up the plush corner. Your wide eyes pierced him incomprehensibly while his digits caressed lines across your thigh.

"what are you doing?" you whispered, sliding your hand under the blanket in a desperate attempt to move him away, but he was not budging - god why did his strength excite you?. "tending to my girlfriend" the stranger pointed obviously. "this is inappropriate" you told him firmly, but your heart was weeping because of the tension.

"and the way you stared at me earlier was appropriate?" he chellanged, the tips of his fingers burning the inside of your thigh even though the thick denim of your jeans.

"that was different" you reasoned, lips pressing in a firm line as he squeezed the subtle flesh. a dark corner of your soul hopelessly begged that in the morning you'd be able to gaze upon the fresh bruises in the form of his hand. the thrill ran deep within you - it was primal and wrong and it stung with intoxicating intensity. "different how?" the stranger teased, and as his grip on your flesh tightened your throat constructed as well, making you look away and bite the tip of your black painted fingernail.

It was more than you could withstand, he was wildly attractive and your resolve was faltering because of it. "I didn't do anything then" you brought yourself to answer, covering the undeniable shaking of your voice with a pretend cough. "you didn't, hm?" he taunted, nails dragging across your jeans.

"your minx eyes full of sex, you think I'm immune to that?" crossing eyes with him was a mistake, because just like a hunter would do with his prey, he saw right through your fear and by the sparkle in his darkened orbs you could tell, he found it most exhilarating.

"relax" he continued, his free hand moving towards your face, lightly caressing your ragingly blushing cheek. He leaned towards you, moving the strand of hair covering your ear. Closing in the distance felt so breathtakingly intoxicating, you feared you might black out, but it couldn't compare to the way your brain short circuited when his hot breath landed on your ear as he whispered "besides, you're so fucking wet I'm surprised you didn't find me earlier so we can fuck in the bathroom".

Your heart jumped, electrifying you back to life when the pad of his middle finger circled over your clothed heat. "you're practically leaking through those jeans, are you really that turned on?" a pathetic whimper escaped past your lips at the delirious pressure building when he pressed your button harder. Beads of sweat pearled on the back of your neck and with every second passing the space around you narrowed until the only thing you can see, feel and even smell was him.

His own scent mixed with the woody cologne he was wearing were doing a number on you on top of everything else that was happening. with heavy chest heaving your head turned to face him, while your legs rolled over and over in an involuntary attempt to get more of his touch.

Your tongue darted out to wet your dry lips and you mourned how neglected they felt when his own lips were so close. you could kiss him, if only you were to lean in a bit more into his touch - you'd let him devour you, dominate you, hell even take you on that very seat for everyone to see if that's what he'd desire...

But some small of your already deranged brain was fighting this. it was so deeply inappropriate, you actually were lost in your own thoughts - torn by the desire to maintain even a small portion of your decency all while seriously doubting that you care about decency at all, considering you're letting a complete stranger get you off.

Stranger who you'd let to use you any way he pleases, so long you get to feel his bulging muscles flex on top of you, so long you get to scar his back by digging your nails deep enough to draw blood, so long you get to feel his breath all over you while he's pumping you full of his cum.

The conquest of his fingers over your dripping heat didn't cease the slightest. He adored the way your wet eyes drunk at the sight of any flesh he could offer - his neck, his biceps threatening to tear open the soft fabric of his tshirt, his devil dare smirk.

"don't get too loud now" the stranger scolded when you absentmindedly teased him with a barely audible moan. He let you squeeze your thighs around his hand as strong as you needed, feeling your core pulse with every grind of your hips. "I thought I'd have to reach inside your panties to make you cum, but it looks like you're doing just fine" he taunted with a small laugh full of secret adoration.

you looked at each other like two animals in heat and the air around you felt so heavy and thick, you could only hope the rest of the passengers are already fast asleep, because there's no stopping you from erupting in your jeans now - you're too far gone and he's too damn hot, there's just no going back.

"you're so fucking hot" he panted himself, fingers circling intensely, pushing and probing so the friction doesn't stop. "don't you dare stop grinding on my fingers" your brain was completely switched off to reality, any functionality besides the one to blindly obey him, long forgotten - and even though his demand was the obvious thing you'd do because you really, really wanted to cum, the little devil creeping inside urged you not to stop in order to please him.

you wanted to be good for him, your core clenched around nothing, spongy walls spasming at the mere thought of following his orders. You reached beneath the blanket, grabbing at his wrist, nails digging almost painfully, just like you'd do to his back were you offered the chance. "fuck" you whispered under your breath, eyes shutting tight as the pleasure he was giving you was about to reach it's peak.

"god, please" you murmured incoherently, back arching, glossy orbs focused on him through a layer of thick lashes "please fuck me after this" you begged silently, your hips shaking uncontrollably. A sharp gasp for air cut through the layer of silence, yet it did little to fill in your lungs - the only thing you wanted to fill you was his thick cock ruining you as you cum around his shaft.

your hands flew on top of the blanket, squeezing at your thighs harshly as the peak of your orgasm hit you, quenching your panties with an ungodly amount of slickness. the metallic taste of blood coated the tip of your tongue when you bit hard your bottom lip in a meek attempt to surpress the moans of heavenly pleasure.

your uneven breathing hitched when he pulled you close by the neck, sinking his teeth in the soft flesh of your earlobe, lapping rather loudly at any skin besides it. His igniting touch overstimulated you dangerously and you could no longer distinguish right from wrong. your lips found his swiftly and you kissed him, letting your hand run over his chest, humming at the sense of his hard muscles magnerizing your fingertips.

his tongue delved into the depths of your mouth and you sucked on it like a lollipop, greeding for more. the vibrations of his growl only urged you to continue, but with a firm grip to the side of your neck, he steadied you until your eyes locked. "shit" he chuckled, flashing you those pearly canines again. "that was hot"

Still under the influence of your intense release, all you could do was blink with heavy eyelashes while your breath was taking it's time to normalise. Your plump lips opened slightly at the surprise of the visible dark patch over the blanket. "what did you expect?" the stranger laughed deviously.

"to be completely honest" he continued, moving away the blanket and reaching in the pocket of the seat to get that bottle of water. "I expected I'd have the time to go to the bathroom once you're done, but you really got me going, I couldn't stop myself from jerking off."

You were still gathering the ability to form coherent sentences, but with a stuttering voice you managed to satiate your curiosity by whispering "you jerked off?"

His index finger looped beneath your chin as he winked "don't worry baby, I've come prepared" and with that he tilted the neck of the plastic bottle just enough to spill some of it over his crotch and chest. "ah baby! I told you to let me open it!" he shouted, flicking his wrists to get the excess off.

You stood there speechless as the scene before you unfolded - the flight attendant swiftly rushing over with some napkins and replacing the old bottle of water with a new one for free - courtesy of the airlines and whatnot (stupid cunt).

"you've given this some thought" you commented, not daring to show just how impressed you were. he winked at you after drying himself up a bit with the napkins. "now that you're impressed, you gonna tell me your name?"

your brows raised as you gave it some thought "are you not gonna give me yours first?" a taunt he most definitely enjoyed on your part, and one he'd make you pay for in a very delicious yet morally challenging way. "don't worry about it - I plan on having you scream it later in the bathroom."