Gift ForKaiAmLegend:If Theres Anything That Hinata Enjoys About His New Body, Its How Resilient It Can

Gift for KaiAmLegend: “If there’s anything that Hinata enjoys about his “new” body, it’s how resilient it can be.” (HQ Secret Santa 2021)

Doctor’s Visit, Ch1

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If there’s anything that Hinata enjoys about his “new” body, it’s how resilient it can be. He can withstand injuries that normal humans can’t, such as getting hit by a car. No, he’s not the type to test out his limitations, but one time he’d been heading home in the dark and his light had run out of charge. He would usually carry around a neon band but he’d forgotten to pack it that day and he’d been mostly wearing black. But nothing had ever happened before so he didn’t think too much about continuing his path.

I’ll just be careful, and not even fifteen minutes after he’d thought this, he’d been hit.

He remembers seeing the driver stop, his tires screeching, and then the sound of his panicked voice as he tried to find what he’d hit.

“Oh god, oh shit.”

Luckily, Hinata is very quick on his feet (although this used to be true back when he was alive too) and he’d been able to hide. It wouldn’t do to just sit up and smile with so much blood and a few broken bones (his neck, most importantly) incorrectly…aligned.

But that doesn’t mean he’s completely immune to death. He knows that with enough force, any vampire can die. He knows because those are the tales that circulate on this side.

The downside is that when injured, his injuries take forever to heal. Unless he drinks enough blood, but he’s kind of a vegetarian vampire. He mostly takes blood from animals, which mainly just help in tempering down his hunger, and occasionally, when he really needs to, takes from humans. And he does have a source but said source is very strict about when they give out human blood.

The thing about human blood is that, like in the stories, it’s addicting. He’s heard that some vampires, the ones that acquire a taste for it, purposefully harm themselves in order to receive it.

“Those idiots! What do they want us to do, drain humans? Then we’d all start getting hunted again!”

So the day that Hinata hits his head while playing with five-year-olds, he knows he’s in for a lot of pain. After all, he’d only just gotten his supply of human blood.

“Oh man, Kageyama is going to kill me!”

He doesn’t feel it at first. It’s just like any fall, and he’s quick to bounce back on his feet. He remembers how the kids had gathered around him to see if he was okay, and he was. But now it was the next day and he felt like his head wasn’t properly attached to his body, and that was fatal for vampires. Well, cutting off a head is a sure killing blow for any creature really.

“Are you an idiot?!” Kageyama yells through his phone.

“Don’t yell, it hurts,” he moans. He’d skipped his morning classes and called his supervisor to tell her he couldn’t go to the kindergarten today. Yui-chan had been so nice and worried about his condition. Told him to stay home for as long as he needed.

There was a pause on Kageyama’s end and then a sigh, “Look, I can’t give you another supply. Go to the doctor. Human medicine should help with the pain. Everyone is busy here.”

And so that was the verdict. It took him a moment to get out of bed, but he eventually made it to the doctor’s office down the road.

The thing about vampire bodies is that they are the most deceptive right after a feeding, so when he ends up filling out his information and getting a quick surface check-up, his vitals are healthy.

What he doesn’t expect is to find the doctor in front of him to be about his age (or so freaking tall! He’s unable to tilt his head up to see him properly). Behind him is the nurse who had helped him start his paperwork. She’s tiny next to the doctor, which, he can’t help but jealously notice, means he does too. The doctor raises a brow, “Hinata Shouyo?”

Hinata grins weakly, wincing when his head moves, “That’s me.”

The doctor makes a sound, looks him over, motions for him to sit at the empty seat in front of him, and looks over the chart that Hinata filled out. It was one of those questionnaires that asked him what the problem was, where he felt pain, and how bad the pain was.

He’s blonde with short hair and Hinata can see the bags under his eyes even with his thick-rimmed glasses in place. Aside from his age, he fits the description of every doctor he’s had an appointment with before, healthy-looking. There isn’t much muscle on him but it’s obvious he takes care of himself.

“Tell me what happened,” the doctor says after a moment, taking out a light from his pocket and looking into his eyes. He hums and then tells him to follow his finger. A slew of questions leave his thin lips, leaving Hinata unable to answer his initial question, “How many fingers am I holding up? Have you felt nauseous? Any stomach problems? Dizziness?”

Hinata does and answers every request and question. Then the doctor stands and walks behind him, “I’m going to touch your neck. Tell me if you have pain.”

Hinata shivers at how cold the doctor’s fingers are but can’t help but feel a tingle. He’d seen how elegant and long they were, and now he was partially feeling it.

He feels pressure along the back of his neck and along his shoulders, and if it weren’t for the fact that he was at the doctor’s with an injury, he would have said it was a great massage.  

He winces slightly, “I have an internship at the nearby kindergarten, I was playing with the kids and fell. I hit my head in the gym. It didn’t hurt the day I hit it but I woke up today with a headache and, ouch! ”

The doctor had tried to tilt his head back but stopped when he flinched. For the whole of the checkup, the nurse had mainly stayed in the back, but now she moved as if to help him.

The doctor sighed and came back to his seat, “Good news, you don’t need any scans. Bad news, you’re going to be in pain for the next seven to fourteen days. I can prescribe some pain medicine,” he shuffles around some papers, “and some stomach medicine.”

Hinata tilts his head, “Stomach medicine?” and then winces, moving his hand to cradle his neck, “what for?”

The doctor stares at him for a moment and then says, “You haven’t shown any negative signs, which is great. No dizziness, no numbness, only slight nausea and vertigo, but people who undergo shocks like this can also have stomach problems.”

Hinata makes a sound, “I wouldn’t say this was a shock though…A surprise, maybe.”

The doctor gives him another look, but this one he understands because it’s one that Kageyama frequently sends him. He sits up, wincing, and then accuses, “You just thought I was an idiot, didn’t you!”

There’s a small gasp from the nurse and Hinata can see her raise her clipboard to her mouth.

Another look from the doctor, this time as if to say, oh did you figure it out? Instead, the doctor smiles (Hinata frowns at how fake it looks) and says, “It’s a shock to your body. You’ll thank me in a few days.”

Except Hinata wouldn’t because he has no need to expel anything. And the doctor doesn’t need to know that but he feels like he should respond. He smacks his lips and raises a brow when he sees the lips of the doctor tilt slightly in response.

He hands him his prescription and says, “Just take this to the front desk, they’ll give you the medicine. Take it easy for the next few days. And maybe tell the kids to go easy on you next time. Any questions?”

Hinata feels his face turn red and he sees the nurse quietly laughing.

He doesn’t really have any questions so he’s not sure what prompts him to say, “How long have you been a doctor here?”

It must also startle the doctor because he seems momentarily speechless. Then he says, “Just over a year.”

“You look really young, how old are you?” Hinata looks over at the nurse and sees interest in her eyes. Does she not know the doctor’s age either?

The doctor rolls his pen in his hand and then smiles, “I meant any questions about your well-being.”

“What’s your name?” Hinata continues.

The nurse giggles quietly and Hinata notices the way the doctor looks over at her with a frown, but that doesn’t seem to stop her from grinning.

The doctor turns his frown towards him, “It’s on the door, didn’t you read it before coming in?”

Hinata pouts, “My head hurts and I can barely move it!”

The doctor sighs and finally, Hinata can see how those thin lips part, how those golden eyes close slightly, and his eyebrows dip. Everything about the doctor seems to be slim.

“Tsukishima,” the doctor concedes.

“Tsukishima…” Hinata prompts, but the doctor just stands up.

“It looks like there are no other questions-”

“When are your days off? Or do doctors work every day?” He can hear the nurse laughing again, this time a little louder.

Tsukishima gives him a look that he’s able to grasp (disgust) because of Kageyama and for the first time he’s glad his best friend has such a temper.

“You’re not very nice,” Hinata pouts, getting up from his chair, “What if I feel worse? Shouldn’t I come see you again?”

Tsukishima crosses his arms, “We have your files so any other doctor can help you. And I’m sure you won’t need to come back. You seem perfectly fine.”

“Ok, one last serious question.”

Tsukishima looks at him warily and Hinata grins wide, making sure not to move his head too much, “Do you want to get a coffee? Or tea? I don’t really like coffee or tea but I was thinking we could-”

“Good BYE,” Tsukishima emphasizes but Hinata can see the slight blush on his cheeks.

Hinata finally leaves but makes sure to look at the office sign, cradling the back of his neck so he can look properly, Tsukishima Kei.

OMAKE

The pain somehow gets worse after his doctor’s visit and for a moment he wonders if Tsukishima has some sort of sadistic magical powers. Maybe he’d annoyed him with all the questions and he’d exacted revenge by placing some kind of curse on him! Kageyama calls him an idiot and Yamaguchi laughs.

After a week, his head stopped hurting and as he predicted, he had no need for the stomach medicine. Yamaguchi is the one who explains that yes, humans usually do develop stomach problems after something like a head injury. Hinata remembers falling once when he was a kid and hitting his head, but he can’t remember feeling sick after. It probably wasn’t a serious blow then.

But no pain also means he has no excuse to visit the doctor’s office, and suddenly, he wonders if this is what addicted vampires are like. He can see Kageyama giving him the stink eye, and he’s sure they’re both thinking the same thing.

They’re at a cafe and since Yamaguchi is the only human of the three, he’s the only one eating. It’s not that vampires can’t eat, but that usually means they need more energy and so the blood supply doesn’t last as long. But they do join him with a few drinks.

Hinata groans into his teacup, “He must live around here, right? Why haven’t I ever bumped into him?!”

Kageyama frowns, thinking about this seriously, “Maybe you did. You just don’t remember. Or maybe he lives outside the city.”

“But he’s so pretty,” Hinata sighs, ignoring the potential that Tsukishima is not a local resident, “And tall, I remember all the tall people I meet!”

The bell at the cafe dings and Hinata’s eyes look over by reflex, and he nearly spits out his tea when he sees the doctor walking in.

Yamaguchi smiles with pancake shoved into his cheek, “I told you this cafe was good.”

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A/N: 

you know what i apparently like to do? base stories on stuff that has happened to me lOL. i was going to share another story where i did something similar but i forgot it's still hidden but it should be revealed sometime this month (and i’ll post it here after), 

i wrote this for kai so i hope this is to your liking! i heard you were into tsukihina and things like vampires and college au. i hope i did your prompts justice! and you may notice i focused more on the vampire part than the college rip. 

p.s. idk anything about doctors and how they do checkups, i avoid them with a passion so uh yeah

p.p.s. this was going to be just a chapter and omake but it keeps whispering into my ear so i gave it an extra chapter but now it’s looking like it will be three chapters long! enjoy

Been thinking about female Yuuji a lot recentlly

And then I started thinking about SukuIta that work at a cafe on different shifts and Yuuji is so cute and friendly she gets hit on often and Sukuna 1) hears about it but also 2) gets hit on when customers think she's him from behind the counter (they see pink and think Yuuji!!) And OF COURSE Sukuna gets upset but he doesn't really do anything at first, he's like whatever, Yuuji is his but then he hears that some people are getting bolder, touching Yuuji's hand when they get their drinks, asking for her number, requesting her specifically to get their stuff, it's busiest when she's there, so he starts staking his claim

To be written?!?! For the trope Fest Bingo, I'm pretty sure cafe AU is somewhere?! Oh man ideas

Megumi met the Itadori twins when they were children (SukuIta Twins)

In My Eyes, Ch3

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Megumi met the Itadori twins when they were children

He'd never met twins before so he'd been fascinated by the two that shared a nearly identical face but that were so different in personality. A personality that has continued to develop in ways he never expected and yet, he can also say they haven't changed at all

The Yuuji of his youth had been full of smiles and curiosity but was also afraid of many things. Things that Sukuna would often torment her with, which meant his easy entry into their bubble. Yuuji had been taller than both Sukuna and him at the time (even though Sukuna vehemently denied this, claiming that as twins they were the same height), which, according to Tsumiki, painted a hilarious picture since Yuuji would often hide behind him when Sukuna would bully her. He recalls often getting into arguments with Sukuna because of his treatment towards Yuuji and one time they'd even fought seriously enough where Grandpa Itadori had to interfere. He remembers Tsumiki scolding him and Yuuji's indecision on who to help out

When they were eight, Megumi and Yuuji shared a kiss, which left him very confused. He knew he liked Yuuji but did that mean he also liked Sukuna? He knew they were different people but they also looked so much alike (even as children, Yuuji and Sukuna shared the same hairstyle), and regardless of the fighting he and Sukuna sometimes got into, Sukuna was also his friend, and if Sukuna had been the one to ask about kissing...Megumi remembers sometimes thinking back to those times as a teen and wondering if he would have agreed to try it out with him instead

After all, Sukuna had his kind side. A side he didn't show often anymore but that was and is still primarily aimed towards Yuuji

When they were in middle school, the Itadori family moved away. He wasn't sure why or to where. They were just there one day and the next, gone. His own family was slowly crumbling as well, which is probably why he quickly moved them out of mind. Tsumiki was sick, his father had disappeared, and his mother...well, she hadn't been in the picture for so long. He had no time to think about friends who didn't think it important to tell him they were leaving

They were finally reunited in high school, but so many things had changed by then.

The first thing he noticed was that Yuuji was no longer the tallest, which he knew would be the case if they ever met again. Instead, she'd become the shortest of the three. She was still tall for a girl, measuring 5'7" (if he believed her) but Sukuna was clearly taller by a few inches, and Megumi, who had been the smallest as children, had finally grown into his father's genes and gained inches off the both of them. He'd seen the stars in Yuuji's eyes as she appraised his height, exclaiming that he was most definitely going to be the lady killer of their year. Yuuji and Sukuna also looked...different. Yuuji had let her hair grow out and wore it in a tail, meanwhile, Sukuna had his trademark unruly but short hair. Yuuji had grown into her curves, which Megumi hadn't been able to ignore, and Sukuna had become broader and fit. They really looked more like the fraternal twins they actually were

He also learned that Grandpa Itadori had passed away that year, which was part of the reason they were finally able to return to the city

Megumi never fancied himself a good person so the relief he felt when hearing this didn't guilt him. Yes, it was sad that Grandpa Itadori had died, but, as he'd heard it, it was naturally his time and he had gained his friends in return. He was glad of that.

It was soon after their reunion that Megumi began to notice the twin's closeness. They hadn't even been in classes for a month when the two came to school with new looks. Many people whispered, finding the pink and short hair on both of them funny, some of them thought it was weird, and a few, not so very quietly voiced their disdain. Sukuna was quick to shut those few up with a single look

The piercings came soon after and Megumi wonders if maybe the tattoos had already been there, or if they were also later additions.

He wondered if perhaps Yuuji had any hidden ink on her skin. Nothing was visible even when she'd wear the summer uniform, but he couldn't help but let his thoughts stray. Sukuna's were primarily hidden and Megumi briefly wondered if anyone aside from him and Yuuji knew the patterns on his skin (and really, the only reason he knew was because Yuuji had pulled up Sukuna's shirt when they had lunch on the roof one day, he'd noticed how she'd run her fingers along some of the marks while talking to him, how they knew their way around without her gaze, the way Sukuna had watched her, a frown on his face but his look intent)

Megumi wonders when it started and if the reason he was able to follow everything was because he was always watching Yuuji, or if it was because he was always watching Sukuna. It seemed like the two were one and the same

The touches were subtle and it helped that Sukuna was publicly indifferent, but Megumi had seen Sukuna while growing up. He knew Sukuna was always aware, always looking, which is probably why Megumi and he always found each other staring. Silently communicating, but Megumi didn't need any warnings. He knew and somehow it made sense

The way Yuuji would always sit next to Sukuna, close enough to touch, and when it wasn't possible, her gaze would constantly look for him. The way Sukuna would place his hand on her back then move it towards her waist slowly, like a caress, right before pushing her away. How their fingers would land on patches of bare skin, her thighs, his stomach, her ankle, his neck. Everything done so quickly that unless you were paying attention, the touches could be missed. The mumbling with that smile and shifting eyes, the conspiratorial smirks. Or how Yuuji would always try to include Sukuna into conversations even though she knew he would just ignore her attempts, unless he was feeling particularly playful. In those moments, Megumi could see the twins of his childhood

But these were all just conjectures to something he didn't dare touch

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A/N:

Oops, I kind of forgot this existed! Sorry about the LONG delay, I still kind of remember where I was going with this (smut, lol!) but after writing this chapter, idk, I’m getting ideas. I think I want to write a chapter in Yuuji’s POV, lmk what you think! On here or on ao3 comments section

Art Tips | Line Weight

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Hello, I didn’t make it in time but I still wanted to share this short guide on applying varying line weight onto a drawing.

In my first year of art college, drawing class was like a treasure trove of new tips and knowledge which I looked forward to every week. I used to only draw either very lightly overall or with the same intensity and no variation in my lines. 

But one of the first things introduced to us in drawing class was how to vary our lines and mark making to capture light and shadow through just our line drawings. I never noticed the big difference it made to drawing only in a line with the same weight or which was uniform in pressure. I saw how it added more depth and fluidity to the character or subject making them less flat and stiff overall.

So ever since then I have tried to observe more and make thoughtful decisions of where I can play with the pressure of my lines while drawing.

Hope this is helpful! :)

-xz

Yuuji's pain tolerance isn't the worst (SukuIta Twins, nsfw)

Of Pain and Pleasure

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Yuuji’s pain tolerance isn’t the worst

She supposes she has Sukuna and all the people he’s pissed off to thank for this. She knows she can handle any stray punches and kicks, the few that connect and draw some blood, even a crack of bone. She’s had a broken nose once after she saw some kids from another school gang up on her brother. She’d ran into the fight and had even taken down a few guys before she’d gotten distracted, a well aimed punch breaking her nose. Sukuna had been all smirks and grins but when he saw her stop to touch her face, surprise and slight pain pinching her features… she’d never been more afraid…or aroused

Yuuji doesn’t need anyone to protect her but the way Sukuna yelled and charged at everyone near her, nearly killed the guy who dared hurt her, made her giddy. The way he dragged her away after seeing nobody move from the dirty pavement, only for him to tuck them both away into an empty alley, push her against the wall, trap her to his more muscled body and kiss her face, lick the blood, mutter threats he’d already fulfilled, only made her ache. She could feel the arousal making her clench her walls, eager for the reward pressing insistently into her mound

She’d been wearing her school uniform so it was easy work for Sukuna to part her legs, pull her panties aside, and thrust his fingers into her leaking cunt. She wasn’t sure if the dizziness she’d felt was from the pain or the pleasure, her hands already at his pants, pulling, guiding, and they’d fucked there, not able to wait until they got home. She remembers the adrenaline still running through both of them as she marked his neck and he pounded into her, his fingers gripping her thighs enough to bruise, and they did, she’d seen the marks later, felt them for days

They’d gotten home eventually, she’s not sure, but she thinks she passed out

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Sukuna got into the habit of flicking her nose as it healed, touching the aches where a few hits met their mark. She’d hiss and yell at him, tried to flick his hand away, but he’d only grabbed her face in a vice, Nobody else is allowed to mark you. If you don’t like it then don’t let them hurt you again

He must have sensed her lust because he made some excuse about going to take her to the nurses office to the teacher, and then he’d pulled her away to the old building, to one of the bathrooms that was hardly used. She remembers a senpai that said it was rumoured to be haunted, that nobody ever came by for that reason, but if someone did want to wander and test their courage, well, classes were back in session, the lunch bell having already rang while Sukuna had led her away

She hadn’t even waited for him to turn around when she dropped to her knees. He only smirked while leaning against the door, someone’s really feeling it today, desperate for big brother’s cock today?

Yes yes yes

Someone might hear us, don’t you want to move further inside?

But she’d already been undoing his belt, pulling at his button, and when she finally had what she wanted in sight, she nearly moaned, probably sighed. He was only half hard, but she knew how to fix that, pulled him into her mouth, stroked him and sucked until she couldn’t fit him all inside, until she had to stroke the base and could feel her spit dribble down her chin, the same way she felt her underwear get wet with how aroused she was

Fuck, you really are feeling it today, Sukuna groaned and tangled his fingers into her long hair, Ready for more? I’m going to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours

She’d moaned long at that, had pulled off to take a breath and then let him do as he pleased, let Sukuna push so far into her mouth she could feel his pubes brush against her mouth, the head of his dick touch the back of her throat. She’s sure she gagged a few times but he kept going and she only clutched at his pants, delirious from the pain and the pleasure. Oh god how she loved this

She wanted him to come in her mouth but even in times like this, Sukuna liked to think about her. He pulled off slowly, his eyes following the way her spit and his precum connected them and then, with enough distance, severed the connection. She licked her lips, making a show of swallowing but Sukuna had other plans. He rubbed himself along her face, the bandages on her nose and she flinched slightly before sticking out her tongue to lick at his passing shaft

He guided himself back towards her lips, slowly, the tip pressing in slightly into her waiting mouth, only to pop off and messily glide along her cheek

She was soaking and so close, just a single touch was sure to have her coming

He pulled her up, pushing her further into the bathroom, kissing her neck, wrapping his arms around her waist so there was no space between them, she could feel him between her heated thighs as they moved and he whispered between kisses, Fuck, you’re so beautiful, taking my cock like a good little slut, I bet you want more, right?

Yes yes more please

A particularly nasty bite pushed her across the edge and she felt herself come, her hands clutching at the arm he had across her body, her voice unfiltered as she cried out his name. Her thighs clenching and she could hear the little breath he let out near her ear, she loosened up her legs and could feel how Sukuna rubbed up against her clothed lips, smearing her arousal along his tip, pressing but not penetrating. She whined at his teasing

He only chuckled into her ear, patience

He rubbed her stomach softly as he positioned her against a sink. It was small, only enough for her to hold on but she could see why he chose this particular sink – the mirrors. There was the typical sized one in front of the sink and the one to the right, the full length mirror. He was watching her from the front as he pulled her shirt from her skirt, unbuttoned it so slowly, his fingers teasing across her skin, her nipples hard and hairs alight as he pulled it off her shoulders. He was aware enough to leave it against the next sink, to not let it get dirty. She bent forward, opening her legs some more, knowing he was at his limit as well, but Sukuna just touched her softly, unclasped her bra. That didn’t get the same treatment as her top

She could feel his lips along her back and she looked up into the mirror, saw the bit of blood staining her bandage and she wasn’t sure if it happened when he grabbed her face during lunch or fucked her mouth just a moment ago

He pulled her underwear off and it piled by her ankles, soaked through. She moaned as he circled around with his tip and she tried to move her hips back against him, to get him inside but he kept pulling back right when she could feel him pass her lips, Sukuna! Stop playing, I need you to –

He pushed right in to the hilt and didn’t stop. She gasped at the feeling, could feel herself having trouble keeping her breathing in check and she was this close to ripping that bandage off her face, would have probably attempted to if Sukuna wasn’t pounding into her, forcing her to keep a tight hold on the sink

Ah yeah baby just like that, tighten up for big brother, fuck, yeah just like that

Her head was bowed, the slight thumping noise that it made as it hit the mirror joining the sounds of her gasping, moans, Sukuna’s grunts and curses, the wet glide of him thrusting into her. Her chest was also bumping against the faucet handles, the cold surface only a light reprieve from her heated body. She could feel another orgasm coming, was clenching tighter, her legs loosing strength, when Sukuna stopped. She nearly sobbed, whined his name, begged him to continue, tried to get him to move by tightening up but he only slipped out, his breathing labored

His hands loosened on her hips (bruises, she was sure to have more again) and then moved up her stomach towards her breasts

Not like that Yuuji, I need you upright, I need you to watch me fuck you, I want you to see what a mess you are, so pretty

He held them in his hands gently and pulled her upright, turned her toward the full length mirror. Her face was a mess, the blood having stained more of the bandage, but not enough to be worrisome. Her hair was sticking up thanks to the sweat she’d worked up, her face red. He moved her hair to her left shoulder and kissed her softly, teased along her arm and she was afraid he’d let her come while empty again. He took her hand in his and placed it against the mirror’s surface and she realized how her fingers had trouble flattening, her grip so tight on the sink they’d locked up. Sukuna soothed them and she closed her eyes, enjoyed the sensation of his skin on hers

Ready?

Mhm

He entered her again, gave a few slow thrusts before picking up the pace. She watched how concentrated he was behind her, how he bit his lips, couldn’t help but notice how her breasts jumped at every thrust, the visible clenching of her abdomen. She wanted to take off the skirt, wanted to see Sukuna’s every thrust, but didn’t want him to leave again. She gave a needy whine and Sukuna must have realized what she wanted because, with clumsy but deft fingers, he pulled her skirt up, pushed it to the side, into her waistline, and she could see her needy sex, could see the strain in his legs as he pushed deeper, his thrusts coming harder and she pushed slightly against the mirror to keep upright

She could feel herself on the precipice again and she tried to keep looking just like Sukuna wanted, but the pleasure was too much and soon she was bent over again, gasping. Sukuna didn’t complain this time, his thrusts getting erratic as well, his breathing louder. They were both so close

S-Sukuna, inside, come inside, d-don’t fucking, ah, don’t leave me empty, come please

She knew what she was asking for was dangerous, knew he hadn’t used a condom this time, but she was so desperate, wanted to feel him fill her up, to feel the warmth of his cock as she came, she wanted to clench around his girth. She wanted to milk him dry. She came with a cry, nearly a wail, her organism hitting so hard she was sure she lost consciousness for a second, nearly drowning out the sound of Sukuna right behind her, yelling out yes baby fuck Yuuji so tight before coming with a groan

His hips stuttered and she could feel his come, warm, and making everything filthier. He kept thrusting shallowly, sensitive from his own organism but wanting to chase the pleasure for as long as he could. She winced at her own oversensitivity but didn’t tell him to stop

Then he stilled, slumping into her back, his arm going around her waist again, helping keep them both upright, the mirror fogging up where they both lay their heads

She couldn’t help the quiet laugh that escaped her, I think I know why this place is haunted

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Cleanup was a bitch

Sukuna was thorough with his mouth and had enough sense to be careful around her clit. It seemed he also had enough sense to bring a pack of wipes with him but had decided not to use them in lieu of having a taste first. He also used his undershirt, which wasn’t in the best conditions (all things considered), as a cloth to wipe down their perspiration. Her underwear was a lost cause and she felt uncomfortable with how damp it was after she’d run it through the faucet and the blow drier, but she’d rather that then go around without panties

Sukuna was also vehemently opposed and at least they agreed on something

They eventually made it to the nurses office where the nurse cleaned up her face, the dark shadows under her eyes doing nothing to conceal how she looked back and forth between the two

You shouldn’t keep pestering her wound or it won’t heal correctly, then we’ll have a Yuuji with a scar on her face

Sukuna only feigned indifference, yeah yeah

And of course he didn’t listen and of course Yuuji indulged him, indulged herself, and Nobara only shook her head at the light scar left across her nose

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OMAKE

Yuuji gave up on trying to cover up her neck with makeup soon after Sukuna gave her her first hickey. Nobara had quickly picked up on the “loss of virginity” glow and even Megumi had noticed, staring for an extra second before meeting her embarrassed stare. That felt like ages ago. Her sex life wasn’t a secret with her friends although her partner was. Both Sukuna and her knew what they were doing wasn’t exactly right or legal, but they lived on their own so keeping it on the low was…surprisingly easy

She supposed her family situation and the fact that they were twins made their closeness easier to explain, made it believable to others

So when she asked Nobara for some pills the next day she didn’t even bat an eye before giving her the little bottle Yuuji had been banking on to keep things in order. She made a face after taking it, disliking the nausea the pill usually came with but hating the idea of an unplanned pregnancy

“You don’t usually need these, get too exciting last night,” Nobara teased while she reapplied her makeup. They were in the bathroom close to homeroom

Yuuji hadn’t yet mastered how to keep from blushing so her face instantly flooded with blood, “A little.” She turned on the water and made a futile attempt to cool down by placating her hair

Nobara only watched her from the side, an amused hum leaving her lips, “Has Sukuna seen that already?”

Yuuji glanced at her neck, “Yeah, it’s fine.” More than fine really, the way he’d pretty much cuddled into her neck last night, kissed her gently

“Really? He’s been in such a bad mood over your nose, I thought for sure he’d be all pissy over this too,” she started to put her things into her bag as the bell rang, “But I guess he can’t talk, he’s always covered in hickeys too, must be tough having such a stud as a brother. Does he ever bring anyone home?”

Yuuji made a face of disgust at Nobara, “Hell no, and if he did they’d both be eating pavement.”

Nobara only laughed as they walked out, “Oh I’d pay to see that! I bet you’re the only person he’d let beat him up.”

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A/N:

I was planning to write some soft nsfw but it turned into this filth, enjoy it! Also, this is my first time writing vaginal sex so hopefully it's not too cringe 😬😬 This is the first work I've officially written for the Seasons of Anime Trope Fest Bingo (although it’s been in my drafts for a bit longer)

The prompt is genderswap

This was also originally going to be able Yuuji's period but uhhhh it became a different kind of pain pleasure story (period story HERE)

A Good Wife

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40696449

Creator: Needsmoresleep @needsmoresleepwrites Giftee: Hilary @daiyanerd

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