Can I Please Request A NSFW Fic For Wakatsuki From Kengan Ashura? Reader Is Really Frustrated That Wakatsuki

Can I please request a NSFW fic for Wakatsuki from kengan ashura? Reader is really frustrated that Wakatsuki is too gentle and basically afraid to touch you but you convince him to be rougher. Themes in the fic are size difference/ size difference kink and manhandling. If you don't feel like writing it you can ignore this.

Talking bodies.

Wakatsuki Takeshi x Reader

Summary: You and your boyfriend try something new.

*AFAB body reader, no pronouns mentioned

⚠️18+ CONTENT / SMUT / NSFW ⚠️

Warnings: established relationship, swearing, size difference, manhandling, fingering, screaming

Word count: ~3.3k

A/N: this ask? absolute perfection ♥️ really really hope this is worth it bc im clearly BAD AT TIME MANAGEMENT 🤦‍♀️ I SO HOPE THIS WAS WORTH THE WAIT AHHH!! ♥️ gonna be going thru my requests and pumping out more soon! many will probably be more like 1k ish so there isn’t a ridiculous wait again c: enjoy ☺️

Masterlist

Takeshi fucks you slowly and gently, the two of you ending your day with sex as per usual.

The way his cock slides in and out of you with ease, your walls squeezing him to welcome him in and keep him there. His tip lightly grazes against your g-spot, teasing and tempting you beyond your limits. Your body painfully aching for him to go faster, deeper. Which of course he never does.

The sex is amazing, you’re not saying it’s not. His touch is electrifying, his kisses lift you straight up to cloud nine and he takes such good care of you.

But there’s just one problem.

You feel guilty saying it, but you have to be honest.

It’s boring.

It’s been boring for a while. Every time you have sex it’s the same as last time. And the time before that, and the time before that. The same careful positions, the same cautious speed, the same shallow depth.

He’s tender to the point that it’s gotten flat out annoying. The way his hands roam your body with the slightest touch, the way his hips catch themselves before being able to thrust to their true strength. You’ve never even felt his cock all the way inside you, Takeshi always stopping himself from going any deeper than his anxiety allows.

He’s too cautious. Too careful, and too gentle.

Of course you understand why. There’s been plenty of times he’s accidentally broken jars, dishes and trinkets around the house all without him using his full strength. Even though you always laugh, it leaves him frustrated and disappointed in himself. And because of that, he doesn’t even want to think about how much he could hurt you.

The thought of him pounding into you with such force that the entire bed shakes makes you tremble. Your knees weaken thinking about him shoving your face into the pillows, muffling your screams as his balls slap against you with all their might. Pussy sore and overstimulated, yet begging for more. 

You don’t know how you’ll convince him, but the two of you definitely need to ‘spice things up’ so to speak. And with him on top of you, you look up at him with a heavy sigh, the pleasure you’re feeling turning into frustration and making you reach your limit.

“Baby..” you whisper, cradling your man’s head in your hands and making sure he opens his lids to make eye contact with you.

“I need you to stop.”

Feeling like he just got the wind kicked out of him, Takeshi’s face drops. His movements come to a screeching halt, and now running off of pure anxiety he pulls out immediately. He was so lost in pleasure, he doesn’t even know what he did. His heart instantly sinks, twisting and turning along with his stomach. 

“What is it?” He questions, body anxiously shuddering as his eyes dart between yours.

“I just want to talk, that’s all.” You whisper gently, rubbing his cheek lovingly with your thumb, hoping both that and your tone will help ease his worries. Adjusting yourself so you’re sitting up more, Takeshi jumps off of you towards the end of the bed, distancing his body from yours as his muscles and veins spasm from the stress.

“I absolutely love it when we have sex.” You state bluntly and proudly, accompanied by a beaming smile and utter love in your eyes. You shuffle towards him again to close the space between you two and show him he doesn’t need to leave you, and that you don’t want him to. Even though your words and coming closer make him relieved, he can’t get his heart to stop racing.

“I do too.” He chuckles softly and smiles back.

You grab onto his hands, slowly playing with each of his fingers one by one as you continue.

“You’re an amazing lover” you begin to gush.

“You’re so generous and caring, I can’t even begin to tell you how good you make me feel.” You explain to him as the wetness between your thighs refuses to go away, only growing the more you think about him throwing you onto the bed and doing anything he wants to you.

“But, lately, I've been in the mood for.. something different.”

He creases his brows, unsure, but willing to entertain your question.

“What do you mean?”

You take in a deep breath, the passion of your request coming from the bottom of your lungs. You can’t help but blurt out your feelings, your body aching to be used for every single one of his rough desires which you know he has.

“Fuck me harder!” you nearly scream, even tempted to throw your hands on his shoulders and shake him so he gets your point crystal clear.

Takeshi wasn’t exactly expecting those words to be the ones to leave your mouth, and he widens his eyes, completely stunned and definitely taken aback. But before he can speak, you continue.

“I want you to fuck me harder, okay? I need you to fuck me harder, i’ve been wanting this for so long and I can’t handle it anymore!” 

Takeshi lets out a deep sigh. Yes, this is something that you’ve brought up before, but he was so insistent on shutting it down he refused to hear anything else you had to say, convinced he’d hurt you.

“(Y/n), you know I can’t.” He says quietly before continuing.

“I can’t hurt you, and I won’t hurt you. I love you too much.”

“Baby, please!” You interrupt, stars and tears in your eyes as you desperately plead with your man. Shimmying even closer to him you let go of his fingers and place both your hands on his thighs, slowly moving them up as you feel him groan lowly and tense from your touch.

“You’re so so big, in every way. And so strong, in every way.” You moan, slowly dragging your hands further up his thighs. Before you go anywhere near his cock you skip over his groin area completely, instead grabbing onto his shoulders and massaging them.

“The stamina you have, the incredible POWER you have, baby I want to feel it all!”

You leap on top of him and push him down onto the mattress, legs straddling his waist where his cock is painfully hard from both your words and touch. The idea bounces back and forth in his mind, but he’s not able to shake his worry.

”You know I want to (Y/n), but I just can’t-“

Before he can say anything else you stop him by thrusting your lips eagerly against his. You both moan into the kiss, and every time he opens his mouth to make another argument you cut him off by shoving your tongue inside.

“I’ll be fine baby, I promise!” You whine needily breaking the kiss, sitting up so you’re able to once again run your hands down his chest. Shimmying down you lick your lips and place your hand on his cock, sliding your fingertips up and down his length before gently wrapping your fist around his tip.

Although he groans at your passionate touch he continues his case only out of pure love and safety for you. He always wants to give you pleasure anyway he can, but he can just picture something bad happening. His stomach churns at the thought of hurting you, and he could never forgive himself if he did.

“You just need to relax, okay? I promise i’ll be fine, I trust you.” You plead gentler, softening your tone and gently pumping your fist up and down. You can see the wheels turning in his head, debating whether or not this is a good idea.

”We’ll do a safe word and everything!”

He chuckles at your spirited suggestion, but admittedly does take it into consideration.

”A safe word? Like what?”

”We’ll do ‘Peaches’ obviously, it’s a classic!”

Letting out another chuckle, he starts another protest before being interrupted by you once again.

”I trust you baby, okay? Stop worrying and just be here in this moment with me. If anything happens I’ll say ‘peaches’ and we’ll stop right away.”

Unfortunately for him you’re pretty good at persuading him, and your puppy dog eyes sure don’t help. Letting his walls of anxiety break down the thoughts now replace themselves with images of him pounding you senseless, engaging in a night that the two of you haven’t before. He’s willing to give it a try, so long as you’re okay with it.

”Are you sure this is what you want?”

You can’t help but gasp at the fact you may just have convinced him, so ecstatic you can’t control yourself.

”Yes! Yes! Yes!” You exclaim and nod your head wildly.

Takeshi still has some reservations, just being the natural worrier that he is. But seeing you so happy and excited, he’s willing to give it a try.

You kiss him with all the passion you can muster, and just as it grows heavier with your teeth crashing together he hugs your body tightly and rolls you to the side so once again he’s on top of you.

”(Y/n), you’re really sure about this?” 

You can’t help but smile at the newfound lust and excitement in his eyes. It’s a look you’ve never quite seen before. Timidness turning into boldness, fear turning into desire. Realizing he’s free to have his way with you, perverted thoughts blossom in his mind, ones he’s only dreamed of.

“Yes baby, I’m sure.”

He leans down to kiss you, this one unlike any you’ve had. It’s fierce, determined. Smashing your lips against each other you gasp as he shoves his tongue into your mouth, dominating your cavern. Twisting and mixing together, he breaks the kiss with a long line of saliva connecting you two.

With the both of you still searching for air from the make out, he sits up and with his strong hands forces your legs open. Staring at your dripping pussy, a loud squelching noise emits as your lips spread. Keeping his left hand secure against your thigh he lets his right hand fall down, the pad of his pointer finger teasing your hole and collecting your juices.

”You’re still sure this is what you want?”

You can’t help but scoff and roll your eyes, having thought this matter was settled.

”How many times do I have to tell you? Yes, this is what I want! Yes yes!” you have to insist once again.

Before you explain again for the thousandth time how much you want this he shoves both his pointer and middle finger inside you, ramming them inside your pussy and finding your g-spot immediately.

”Oh, God! Takeshi, baby!”

Your moans come out more guttural than you’d like, but he’s never touched you like this before. To feel his digits move faster and deeper inside you than ever before, you grow even more lustful thinking about his cock. The pads of his fingers push against your g-spot instead of grazing it like before, your wetness covering his fingers and pooling over his knuckles.

Your mouth is stuck open as you concentrate on the ceiling fan, afraid you’ll spook him if you look anywhere else.

But just as you grip the sheets Takeshi’s fingers vanish from inside you, leaving you alone with only your pussy’s intense craving for him. Looking down you’re only able to see your man for a second before being grabbed and thrown onto your stomach. You let out a mixture of a yelp and a laugh as he gets off the bed and pulls on your legs so your body slides down to the end of the mattress. The anxiety he feels slowly turns to excitement, waiting patiently for his worries to subside.

Standing behind your bent-over body he grabs onto your cheeks and spreads them, groaning as he reveals your exposed pussy below. Now realizing the moment’s upon him, Takeshi takes a moment to calm his nerves.

“Remember to breathe.” he tells you, also reminding himself.

You know he’s just being safe, and it’s adorable. But now’s not the time.

”I’m ready!” you insist, shaking your ass in his hands.

Chuckling, Takeshi grabs onto his cock, pumping a few times before lining up his tip with your pussy. You grow even more restless feeling his head start to spread your hole, and in one smooth movement, Takeshi shoves himself inside you.

It’s like the wind’s been knocked out of you, now able to feel every inch of his cock totally inside you. His length has you stretched farther than ever before, and your walls spasm against him as they adjust to his full size. You didn’t think you could feel so whole, so complete.

”You okay?”

Your lack of response makes him nervous, but God you’re amazing. The way he’s filling you up, it’s like you’re about to burst. It feels like his cock has pushed its way into your chest, your entire body swallowing him whole. It’s overpowering, finally feeling him entirely inside you. You feel Takeshi with every fiber of your being, and you want more.

”Y-yes!” you manage to get out, panting through a chorus of high pitched moans.

”I’m gonna keep going now, okay?”

Nodding your head, you brace yourself.

Backing out and thrusting inside again you let out a deep gasp at the same time as him, the two of you lost in this newfound pleasure. As he thrusts once again, this time faster, you feel the fireworks start to set off in your belly as he gains the courage to continue.

You moan uncontrollably and grab onto the sheets with a death grip realizing that he’s definitely going faster. Your body only begins to feel hotter as the pace he sets quickens by the second, gravel-like groans coming from the bottom of his throat each time he comes back inside you.

”Sure you’re okay?” he’s able to grunt between thrusts.

You can’t even think of the words to say as you’re taken over with pleasure. It’s like your entire body has shut down, completely taken over by Takeshi’s cock. But managing to nod your head and let out a loud pornographic moan, he chuckles heartily and takes that as a definite yes.

Suddenly he stops, keeping himself inside you while staying completely still.

He moves his hands to your hips, gripping so hard his veins flex all throughout his forearms. You can barely contain yourself thinking about him handling you in any way he pleases, willing to let him throw you around to his heart’s content. Keeping his grasp on your flesh, he pushes you forward slightly so the tip of his cock nearly pops out of you.

Just as you’re about to protest, thinking he’s stopping, he starts slamming into you with all the force he has. He feels trust in your safety, and knowing you have a safe word and a plan in place brings him ease. Letting his worries melt away with each buck of his hips, he surrenders himself to the roughest pleasures he’s ever dreamed of.

“Fuck, (y/n)”

To feel all of his strength is intoxicating, your g-spot sending a burst of energy through your veins each time he crashes into it. The depth he’s going it’s as if he’s so big he could come out your throat, leaving it filled with the combination of his cock and your moans. 

Each time your pelvises meet Takeshi lets out an animalistic groan, regretting not doing this sooner. Your pussy has a firm hold around his cock, your walls securely gripping his length, feeling each vein and inch of skin. He relishes in the way you’re squeezing him so tight, feeling the way your body is begging for his cock.

”fuck baby, fuck yes!”

The faster he goes the more you need to gasp for air, desperately needing to breathe between your collection of moans. You’ve never been prouder of your persuasion skills than now, encouraging Takeshi’s movement by unleashing more wetness around him, your juices soaking his pubic hair.

Taking himself out of you he picks you up and flips you onto your back, once again pulling your legs to the edge. With your ass cheeks spilling over the side, you adjust and feel the wet lake the two of you have left between your thighs. 

Grabbing your ankles he holds your legs high in the air, resting them against his shoulders. You moan simultaneously as he comes back inside you, where he belongs. Your pussy stretches as you adjust to his size once again, Takeshi pushing his cock entirely inside your hole and bottoming out.

You’re a beautiful sight to see. Hair stuck up everywhere, sweat glistening across your boobs and body as tears spill from the corner of your eyes. With the everlasting lust in your eyes as you stare up at him, he bucks his hips and thrusts into you with pure strength. The satisfying slap of his balls hitting you along with his pubic hair burying itself within yours fills you with bliss, engulfing every inch of his cock.

”God yes! Yes, yes!” You screech breathlessly, voice trembling as you switch to squeezing your eyes shut. With the firm hold he has on your legs and the force of his thrusts you slide up and down on the sheets, making you desperately try to grip onto them and wrap the fabric around the tips of your fingers.

His cock slips in and out of you at an unbelievable pace, his stallion-like stamina bringing you round after round of pleasure as he continues to fuck you. 

With his thrusts seemingly growing more powerful your screeches turn to full screams, never having felt this kind of pleasure before. Never even being able to imagine a night filled with such animalistic sex could make you feel so satisfied and loved. You look up to admire him and see a facial expression you only see when he’s fighting. Utter determination and concentration, forehead scrunched and jaw tense as deep groans escape through his gritted teeth.

The heat, the desire, the passion. It all becomes too much as stars fill your vision, that familiar rush pulsing through your pussy and revealing itself through your silky cum. Fireworks explode in your pelvis, velvety walls spasming around Takeshi’s cock in an arrhythmic song.

“I’m c-cumming! Holy shit I-I’m cumming!”

Feeling you cum around him harder than you ever have, Takeshi isn’t able to control himself and follows along right behind you. You can feel his thick ropes of cum shoot inside you, semen consuming you and overflowing onto the mattress below. Your whole body feels the heat of your orgasm and your pussy trembles from the warmth.

Everything becomes still as the both of you calm down, your pussy overstimulated as he takes himself out of you. Feeling the lust in the air settle, the ceiling fan’s whirring fills the room again instead of your lewd moans. The two of you pant at the same time, desperately trying to catch your breath after the strenuous workout. As Takeshi lets go of your legs, you realize they’ve fallen asleep and can feel pins and needles bubbling throughout them.

He gently sets your feet on the ground, moving himself from between your legs. Your head is in the clouds, lost in a trance interrupted only by Takeshi picking you up and bringing the two of you back to the top of the mattress, settling you into his side while he lies on his back and puts his arm behind his neck..

Despite the fact you’re overwhelmingly hot and sweaty you accept his invitation and cuddle into his side, resting your head on his chest and your hand on his abdomen. You listen to the comforting thumping of his heartbeat, and just as you’re about to tell your wonderful man how much you love him, he speaks first.

“Want to go again?”

•The Queen of Curses•

Part 1 / Part 2

(CW: It's smut bro. Sukuna has two dicks, pp in vagina, pp in ass, They fuck in the curse blood bath, cunnilingus, fingering, cervix fucking? Idk. )

The Queen of Curses tries her best to be as nonchalant as possible as she's being escorted to the curse blood bath meant to reguvinate her body to it's full strength. Anybody would struggle to stay nonchalant if they could feel the gaze of the King of Curses trained on their body. She's surprised he can't smell the need flowing off her from where he walks, a few feet behind her. Uraume definitely can with the way the woman's perked nipple presses into the sorcerer's arm and the way her flushed skin radiates heat. 

As they reach their destination a few steps above the giant pool, the woman turns to her husband and bows dramatically.

"Please you first, My king" she says with a grin.

Sukuna scoffs at his wife's antics, crossing two arms over his chest as the other two go to undo the string keeping his baggy white pants up. The article drops to the floor and his wife isn't bashful about taking in all her husband has to offer as he walks past her into the huge pool of dark liquid. 

She looks to her subordinate who is already kneeling on the ground folding up Sukuna's forgotten pants. Taking the opportunity she steps towards them and says. 

"Uraume, would you mind helping me undress?"

Uraume stands up without a word. When they stand to full height their head only comes up to their masters cleavage, something that was always very amusing to the woman. 

Uraume's delicate fingers go to the knot tying their masters kimono around her body. They gently loosen the knot until it unwraps and the loosened clothing exposes her whole front to them. Uraume isn't surprised at all by the fact that their master isn't wearing anything under her kimono. 

"AY, hurry it up!"

Sukuna yells from where he sits in the waist high blood. The woman clicks her tongue and rolls her eyes. 

"So impatient."

she scoffs to Uraume before shrugging the kimono off her shoulders till it falls to the ground. She walks down the steps towards the pool as Uraume kneels again to fold the long silky piece of fabric. They know that neither of their masters will need their garments any time soon. 

Sukuna stands up as his wife steps into the pool, dark droplets falling from his sculpted frame. Where Uraume only makes it up to their masters breasts, she barely makes it to Sukuna's shoulders.

She looks up at him through her lashes as she gets closer, so close her tits graze against his crossed arms. 

She slowly reaches out to caress the skin of her lover, following the inked lines up his waist. She keeps following the dark lines until she gets to the pair of crossed arms, encourage them to uncross and bringing them to her waist. Sukuna starts rubbing his fingers into her lower back just the way she likes. She traces the black patterns higher up his chest, along his neck until she cups both sides of his face. 

She delicately runs her fingers against the deformed side of his face, caressing the massive beast as if he's made of porcelain. He grasps the wrist of the hand that so gently touches him, holding it still as he leans into her palm. The two hands on her waist pull her body closer, he closes his eyes and breaths her in. 

"why so soft all of a sudden?" 

he mumbles against her tattooed wrist, it didn't sound as teasing as he wanted it to. 

She smiles at him. 

"Because I'm your wife."

 She says lowly, half lidded eyes staring into his soul... If he has one. The curse king stares back with just as much reverence, they move closer until their noses are touching, breaths mixing. 

She suddenly pushes him away hard enough to make him lose balance and fall ass first into the thigh deep blood they're standing in. When his head resurfaces he sees his wife doubled over laughing, clutching her stomach.

The man growls in anger. Why must the woman he loves be so irritating? 

"Hahahaha! Uraume did you see tha- ah!"

Sukuna grabs his wife while she's gloating, pulling her closer to him by her thighs. One hand on the upper thigh, one on her ass, one on the other knee, pulling it over his shoulder and the last one around her ankle holding her in place. Finally his face is exactly where he's wanted it to be for a thousand years now, just a few inches away from her warm cunt.

He looks up at her with four angry eyes.

"You play around too much, woman."

She looks down at him from between her breasts which move up and down with her short breaths. Having him so close to where she needs him the most is making something in her stomach heat up.

"You think I can't tell how much you want me right now? You think I don't know you crave me just as much as I crave you?" 

She grabs at his hair and shuffles in his hold. She can feel his breaths on her cunt, her need is overwhelming. She tries pushing his head to finally make contact with her needy pussy but he doesn't budge, grinning up at her while he nuzzles the side of his face into the flesh of her thigh. 

"Mhm. I can be a tease too, baby."

She lets out an irritated huff. 

"Ryo, if you don't eat me out right now I swear-"

She pauses, not knowing what to say while her husband looks at her with a shit eating grin, cocking his eyebrows up for her to continue. 

"I won't suck either of your dicks."

She says with finality as if she didn't just come up with that on the spot. She crosses her arms over her tits, all proud of herself.

Sukuna chuckles, she can feel the breathy laugh on her cunt. She involuntarily clenches around nothing and her posture hunches a little.

"Well damn baby, that's all you had to say."

 He says before finally. Finally. diving his head in between her plush thighs. Licking one big stripe up her cunt to her clit before settling on a rhythm of eager lapping and sucking. The pleasure is instant as she hunches over and curls her fingers in his short fluffy hair.

The groan she lets out is so gutteral it makes him moan into her pussy. Safe to say, even after so many years he hasn't lost his touch. He keeps going at it as she grinds back into his mouth. The hard malformed part of his face scrapes against her thigh but she's always liked it. It reminded her exactly who was making her feel so good. 

"Ahh, Ryo" She groans into the night air as her husband holds up her whole body without any struggle, getting perfect full access so he can get his tongue as deep inside her as possible. She places a foot on his shoulder granting him even easier access, hands still tugging his hair.

He squeezes her ass and gropes at her thigh pulling her impossibly closer like he can never get enough of her. By the higher pitched noises she's making and the way her thighs tense up around his head, he can tell she's already on the edge of orgasm, about to reach her peak. 

He suddenly unlatches her legs from his shoulders and reaches up, grabbing her by the neck to pull her down into a harsh kiss. Her entire body gets pulled down so that she's straddling him now, blood coming up to just under her breasts. She struggles in the kiss, kicking at him and reeling from her ruined orgasm while Sukuna grins into the kiss.

She bites at his lips and he just kisses back with equal intensity. When her animalistic growls give way to a pitiful whine, he releases her from the kiss. Her nails dig into the wrist of the hand still around her throat. Drawing blood that drips down and mixes with the blood of hunreds of other curses. 

"You fucking bastard." 

She snarls at her supposed lover. He chuckles menacingly at her, very much enjoying the rageful passion she spits at him. That part of her is what made him fall in love with her in the first place after all. 

"Aww, poor baby."

Sukuna coos in the most patronising manner possible. The look of absolute rage on his wife's face makes him surprised the blood around them isn't at boiling point. She thrashes around in his grip, grunting, pushing, splashing, fighting against her horrible husband's hold. Sukuna just holds onto her tighter, never holding up, like she's his life force and if he lets go he'll die. 

She yells out in frustration and anger which is when Sukuna thinks it's the perfect time for the fat toungue of the mouth on his stomach to lick a hard long strip up her whole pussy. She instantly stills as her breath hitches. 

Sukuna brings his hand to her jaw making her look him in the eyes again as he thrusts the large tongue into her. The stretch makes her hiss and tense up. The initial sting quickly grows into euphoria, the feeling of the huge tongue moving against her walls is a pleasure that is indescribable. 

As her moans get louder and her eyes roll back, she almost loses herself again in the feeling but quickly shakes her head and looks at her husband with an intense glare. 

"You better make me cum this time, Ryo" 

She says in a raspy voice, the man in question grins as if he's innocent and replies back. 

"Of course, anything for My Queen."

She groans, not appreciating his teasing at all. 

"I'm serious, I'll kill you. I'll kill you if you do that again-"

Her ernest death threats are rudely interrupted by Sukuna shoving two of his fingers in her mouth. The other hand holds her jaw up for better access. Her dark eyes still trained on his, fingers wrapped around his wrist. 

"I said I will." 

He says, the teasing tone replaced with something deep and honest like a promise to her. 

The Queen takes a moment to admire her devoted partner before she allows herself to lose her mind on his tongue. 

Sukuna slowly thrusts his two fingers into his wife's mouth, loving the way her tongue flattens out to lick his fingers as he thrusts. He brings his other hand that's not holding her down on his tongue to press gently into her unoccupied hole.

She groans at the new sensation of having her ass played with as Sukuna slowly moves to thrust a finger inside. He lowers the hand on her jaw to fondle and squeeze at her tits. 

The woman is in absolute euphoria, her eyes flutter shut as her tongue lols out, spit messing down Sukuna's wrist and her chin. So many different places being stimulated. So many areas of pleasure. It's so overwhelming, it's no wonder she's already almost there again. 

She opens her eyes to stare at her husband, they always liked looking into eachothers eyes when they cum. She only gets louder and needier as Sukuna uses multiple hands to dutifully work her up to her climax. Sukuna brings two hands to her hips and thrusts her down hard on his tongue right as he thrusts it up so deep into her. She uncontrollably clenches hard as she comes undone on his massive tongue, loving every second he gives her. 

Sukuna takes his fingers out of her mouth to kiss her sloppily as she rides out the high. It takes a while for her to come down but once she does she's wrapping her arms around her husbands neck, pushing her body as close to him as it can be while kissing his neck.

"I missed you."

she whispers in between the soft kisses. Sukuna feels his heart and dicks pulse.

"I noticed." 

He grins cockily, the expected response from a bastard like him. 

"Yeah? Well I missed them too."

She murmured against his lips, shuffling her leg so that it grazes the two hard shafts below her. The King grins at her and waists no time hauling her up, pressing her close to his chest. He walks towards the edge of the giant pool and rests her down on the edge.

She leans back on her hands, legs spread wide for him to stand in between them. She admires her husband's imposing frame as he admires how she openly flaunts her body to him. 

Sukuna then holds both her legs right under the knee and brings them to either side of her chest so that his pretty wife is bent in half for him. Said wife lightly moans at the position he's chosen, shes basically presenting her pussy to him. She lets out another louder moan when she feels his two heavy cocks graze against her wet puffy pussy. Sukuna brings his face close to hers so he can see her face clearly as he rubs his cocks up and down her cunt. 

"You ready?" 

He asks, knowing full well that she most definitely is with how slick her hole is. She nods looking into his eyes. 

"Put it in then"

He says lowly, it was meant to be an order but there's just a hint of a plead in there. She reaches down between them to line up his two cocks to their respective holes. She holds them there so that Sukuna can slowly tease them into each entrance. Once the mushroom heads pop in, they both weakly moan. She moves her hand to grab his waist to ease him forward, gradually burying his cocks deeper into her. Once he's halfway in she presses on his waist to make him still, letting herself adjust. 

"Cmon, ease up baby." He mumbles, caressing her hips, waist and thighs soothing her body so that she's not so tense. He gives her neck kisses and eventually she eases up enough, pulling him forward again by the waist. Both of his fat cocks bottom out and the two lovers are in absolute euphoria. Chest to chest, arms clutching around eachother. They sit there for a minute, foreheads touching so they can stare into eachothers eyes. Neither of them meant for this to be so sincere but they truly just missed eachother so damn much and it's overwhelming. 

Sukuna adjusts, getting in a better position where his knees are bent and his whole body is hunched over his wife's in a mating press like position. This gives him much better leverage to slowly pull out, indulging in his wife's cute whines before he slides a pair of hands around her lower back and slams right back into her. 

The hands under her back lift her hips up slightly and it's such a perfect angle, allowing him to go as deep as possible. Feeling every inch of him in both her holes is making her go crazy. They both are so loud when they fuck, the sounds of their moans and the fast plap plap plap of their skin echos through the otherwise silent atmosphere.

"Ah! Squeezing me so tight, you're already gonna cum? Fuck!"

Sukuna tries to sound cocky but miserably fails. She can't even respond, she's been lost in the pleasure since he started thrusting. His grip on her thighs and waist tighten as she tightens around both of his cocks, so close to release. He has no idea how he hasn't cum yet but he's getting so desperate humping into her almost like a dog. The clenching and shaking is too much for him, he's gonna- 

"Fill me up, Ryo."

She whispers to him, tired eyes still looking up at him. With that, he cums hard and fast, shooting strong ropes of cum into her pussy and ass. Her eyes squeeze shut as the feeling of being filled up so well in both holes roughly pushes her over the edge. It's a feeling she'll never get used to.

 It takes a while for her to come down from the high, her fingers ease the grip she had on his newly bruised skin. Sukuna is lazily sucking on her neck, licking at the sweaty skin. Hes laying all his weight ontop of her, good thing she isn't a mortal woman or she'd be crushed under his monster weight. She feels him soften inside her and grins, a devious plan cooking up in her evil brain. 

"Hmm, Ryo?"

"Hmmm"

His head doesn't leave the crook of her neck as she rubs his back. 

"Do you think I can still fit both of them in my pussy?"

He halts. She's built up enough energy to roll the tired man onto his back and sit up in a single quick motion, dicks still inside her. Feet planted on the floor on either side of his waist she places both hands on his chest for balance and lifts herself off his cocks, making them both groan at the loss. He only watches, enamored by the sheer amount of cum that drips from her holes onto his abs. 

She adjusts to balance on the front part of her feet, spreading her legs wide as she manoeuvres her pussy over his two spent cocks. She takes both of them in hand, looking at his face to watch his reactions to her touch on his sensitive members. His eyebrows scrunch but he doesn't waver, lifting himself slightly on two elbows. She holds her pussy open with two fingers and brings herself down slowly, slightly taking in both heads. They both watch where the two heads disappear inside her dripping cunt. She stills and just when Sukuna opens his mouth to complain she quickly drops herself down, taking both cocks inside her in a rapid motion. Both of them let out something between a moan and a scream at the sudden stimulation of both Sukuna's thick cocks being forced so deeply inside such a tight space.

"Fucking crazy woman." 

He struggles out. The stretch feels so devine as she clenches and moans. Her head tilted up to the stars in the sky with a dreamy look on her face. She brings her hand to caress her tummy and grins when she feels it, the bump in her stomach right where his two cocks inside her are. She looks down at it which makes Sukuna look too and the man curses, tipping his head back, absolutely enamoured with his perfect wife. 

She pulls his hand from her hip to her stomach to hold it over the bulge there. They both moan at the feeling as she starts grinding back and forth in slow circles. 

"You got another one for me, Honey?"

She asks snarkily, as if she doesn't know how many rounds her husband is capable of, he just huffs and smirks. She raises herself up on her feet, until both dicks are juuust about to pop out and rams back down letting out a gutteral sound as they reach the deepest parts of her pussy. She continues with these hard long thrusts, moving her whole body up and down his lengths. Sukuna just let's his wife do her magic, occasionally clutching into her thighs and hips. Sukuna knows he'll never be allowed into heaven but the feeling of his two cocks rubbing up against one another inside his wife's pretty cunt is the closest thing to heaven he'll ever need. 

As she gets closer and moves faster the overstimulation starts getting to her and her full body thrusts get sloppier. Her body can't keep up with her need and she frantically tells her husband. 

"Ah, fuck me, Ryo please!"

Sukuna waists no time following his wife's orders and reaches under her legs to grab her waist with two hands. Her legs are pressed against her chest and he sits up before lifting her body up and pounding her even deeper than before. She clutches his biceps for some stability as she gets her cervix fucked by her insanely big husband.

 The position, the depth, the speed, the strength it's all too much for Sukuna as she clenches impossibly tighter. Before he can even register it, his balls clench and his dicks twitch until he's cumming hard for her. He hisses and lets out a long groan, pulling her close to him as he bottoms out so he can shoot his cum as deep inside her as possible. She can barely handle the amount of cum that gets pumped into her. Nothing in the world can compare to the feeling of being filled to the brim by her lover, its no time before she's cumming with him. Her pussy milking his two cocks for all they have. 

 They stay dead still like that for a solid minute until Sukuna falls onto his back bringing his wife with him, still clutching her tightly to his chest. They both breathe ragged breaths, bathing in the sweaty after glow.

"Wow." She chuckles in exhaustion lifting her head from where it rested on his chest to rest her hand on her chin and smile dazedly at him. He lazily grins back from the hard ground while his hands stroke up and down her thighs and back, one arm resting under his head. 

She slowly pushed herself up more with her hands on his chest before she gradually pulled his softened dicks out of her now fill cunt. She's surprised her belly didn't expand with all the cum inside her at this point. 

She stands up, feet on either side of her husband's waist. The copious amount of cum that leaks out of her is so lewd it would make a pornstar blush. He curls a hand around her ankle, his eyes not leaving the leaking pussy infront of him. She places her hands on her hips and puffs out her chest, standing there like some lewd naked superhero. She clears her throat to get his attention and his eyes flick up to her very smug face.

"I win." 

She says simply. His dazed grin falls comically fast.

"What?"

"I made you come first, both times we fucked."

She holds out her hand, presenting two fingers. Sukuna is dumbfounded to say the least. 

"What the fuck are you talking about? I made you cum first on my tongue."

He retorts, holding up one finger.

"Nuh uh, that doesn't count."

He's getting angry now and she knows it. He lifts himself up on his elbows.

"What the fuck do you mean it doesn't count?"

She stretches her arms above her head stepping over him to walk away.

"Doesn't count. Better luck next time, My Love" 

He grabs at her ankle.

"Hey! You promised me you'd suck my dick if I made you cum, remember?" 

She pretends to think for a second. 

"Huh, I did say that." 

she pauses before shrugging,

"Well, I'm hungry now. Uraumeee!" 

She dashes out of his grip but he anticipates it and stands up to grab her around the waist. 

"You will make good on your promise." He growls into her hair slightly grinding his bare cocks into her ass. 

She's unfazed as she turns in his hold and says sternly. 

"I know you know what it's like to not eat a single thing for ONE THOUSAND YEARS!"

Sukuna groans in exasperation, tipping his head up to the sky. 

"You got to eat plenty of innocents already! I've not had a single mortal and might I remind you who's fault all this was in the first-"

"You called master?“

Uraume suddenly appears bowing behind the woman, interrupting her tangent which Sukuna is relieved about. The woman turns with a gleeful look in her eyes.

"Uraume~ Darling, I'm starving."

"I've already prepared you both a few meals and clean clothing."

The Queen practically vibrates with happiness. She reaches out to bring the sorcerer into a sweaty hug.

"Oh Uraume, what would I do without you?"

Just like that the Queen of Curses is back to cooing over her favourite sorcerer, clinging onto them as they lead her to the meal they prepared.

Sukuna just stands there for a minute, contemplating his entire marriage to this point as he watches the two scale up the stares. He peers a bit lower to the absolutely drenched state of her thighs as his multiple loads leak from her filled pussy, walking just a little wobbly. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. As much as he wants to complain and act like he hates it, he knows he's absolutely pussy whipped.

my recipe for drawing hands!

(small note that this is a shortcut that is more abt style and ease than anatomical accuracy. it helps to take time to really properly study hands, makes it easier to bend the rules a bit like this and have it still look good!!)

(learn rules b4 u break them or whatevah)

Our Precious Assistant Pt. 3 (Cross Guild x Reader)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, gn!afab reader, sub!reader, sub!Buggy, dom!Mihawk, dom!Crocodile, exhibitionism, vouyerism, cockwarming, PiV sex, oral sex, mastrubation, inappropriate use of Buggy’s devil fruit powers, creampie

WC: 4.3k

Summary: You get some much needed TLC and start your new work routine. Which, of course, involves some fooling around at work.

Note: I mean it was only a matter of time before Buggy’s dick being detachable was going to come up. I hope you guys like the dynamics in this one with not everyone participating at once but everyone still getting some love.

You realize you’re sore before you realize you’re awake. Slowly remembering the events of last night and earlier it all makes sense. Buggy’s arms are wrapped tight around your midsection and you have just enough room to twist around in his grasp.

His face paint had gotten washed off at some point and you can’t help but admire his features without the layer of makeup. Tracing your fingers over his jaw you feel the stubble there, coarse but the sensation isn’t bad.

Your touch stirs Buggy awake and without opening his eyes he pull you in tighter.

“Just five more minutes…” He mumbles, his face buried in your chest.

“Buggy it’s late we should get up.” You press a kiss to the top of his head and push him, but he’s stronger than you.

“Mmmm but I like where I am.” He nuzzles in and you feel that stubble rub against you.

“But I need to take a shower or something.” At this Buggy perks up, withdrawing his face from your boobs. “Croc has the best bathtub.”

So that’s how you ended up soaking with Buggy in the largest bathtub you’ve ever seen. It comfortably fits both of you and you’re pretty sure one or two more people could squeeze in here. Despite how much space you could have you’re right next to Buggy, leaning into his shoulder while you let the warm water soothe your body. Buggy has put heaps of bath salts and other soaps into the bath and the fragrances nearly put you back to sleep.

“Next time we should wait until we aren’t already bruised to get in trouble.” You muse.

“Sorry to break the news but you’re never not going to be bruised. Both of them love marking their territory.” Buggy leans and grabs some shampoo from the side of the bath. You take the bottle from him and he shoots you a confused look.

“Let me wash your hair.” You offer.

His eyes light up and you can’t help but giggle as he eagerly repositions himself in front of you. You take your time with his long blue hair and revel in the intimacy of the moment. When you’re done he returns the favor and you feel the remaining tension leave your body as he scrubs shampoo into your scalp. The both of your are just as languid finishing bathing and you don’t hop out until the bath has gone cold.

It takes a bit to get dressed again since your clothes had been thrown to every corner of the room but you manage to get dressed- well, most of the way.

“Buggy? Have you seen my underwear?” You call out, your check under the bed unsuccessful.

“Me? No. I mean I don’t think you came in wearing any.” His words have you immediately whipping around to look at him.

The edge of your underwear hangs out of his pocket while he wears a shit eating grin. You sigh and slip on your pants knowing you won’t win this battle.

“Let’s go get some dinner.” It’s been way too long since you last ate and after all your body has been through you need to recharge.

“Let’s get Croc and Mihawk one of them always pays for the good stuff.” Buggy takes your arm in his as you walk out of the bedroom and to the offices.

You find Mihawk and Crocodile in their respective offices and it’s doesn’t take much convincing to drag them out to dinner. True to Buggy’s predictions you get a secluded VIP table at a restaurant where prices aren’t even listed on the menu.

You sat next to Crocodile while Buggy and Mihawk sat across from you. They caught you up on what you missed for the day and you were surprised at how mundane it all was. This is just the way your life is now, catching up on the day with three of the most dangerous pirates in the world over dinner.

Crocodile’s large hand was on your thigh all dinner. Surprisingly it never drifted too far in he just left it resting on the top of your thigh, only occasionally squeezing. The touch kept you grounded as you chatted easily through dinner with your new partners. When going back home was brought up at the end of the night you hesitated.

“I think I’m going back to my place tonight.” When Buggy looked particularly dejected you elaborated a bit. “I can’t come into work tomorrow wearing the clothes I wore yesterday.”

“Of course you can. Anyone who even looks at you wrong will get a limb cut off.” Buggy says simply, but thankfully Mihawk is the voice of reason.

“No it makes sense, I’m sure you need some time to yourself after all of this.” Mihawk’s words calm you down, making you more confident in your choice.

“But I think I will make sure to pack an overnight back to have at the office. Just in case.” That comment gets Buggy’s mood up again, and his smile is infectious.

Dinner ends on a high note and by the time you leave the sky is dark and the wind chills you a bit, you weren’t dressed for todays weather. You’re about to excuse yourself to power walk home when a heavy coat drapes over your shoulders.

The thick smell of cigar smoke and fur tickling your neck means you don’t even have to turn to see that it’s Crocodile’s coat on your back. You pull it tighter around you, practically swimming in the dark fabric.

“I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” You say awkwardly, unsure how goodbyes work in your new situation.

All three of them look at you a bit confused and you can’t help but be confused back.

“We are escorting you home.” Mihawk says like it’s an obvious fact and he takes your arm as he walks by you and in the direction of your apartment.

“Yeah, duh. Can’t have our star walking alone on the streets at night.” Buggy is on your other side, unattached hands gesturing.

You don’t have to look behind you to know Crocodile is bringing up the rear, his imposing presence tingling on your back.

Buggy fills most of the walk home with crazy stories that you’re not sure are true but you enjoy none the less. You’re at your door before you know it and Buggy pulls you off of Mihawk and into a big hug.

“I’m so happy you’re with me.” There’s a beat before he corrects himself. “Us.”

You hug him back and as you pull away you press a kiss to his cheek. “I’m happy too.”

Someone must be glaring at him because Buggy shrinks away to let the other two come closer. Mihawk lightly presses against your arm and you turn to face him.

“Goodnight darling.” He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear and places a quick kiss to your lips before waiting further away with Buggy.

You shrug off Crocodile’s jacket and offer it to him. He pauses a second before taking it and draping it over his arm.

“Thank you. For everything.” You say, smiling up at him.

“We are just getting started.” He places a kiss to your forehead. “We will see you tomorrow.”

You can feel the blush on your cheeks from all of the sweet gestures as you wave at the three of them before slinking back into your apartment. A wide smile never left your face as you went to bed, excited for what life has in store for you.

Life changed but life stayed the same. Work still had to be done and they were still your bosses but of course none of them let that stop their affections. Hands on your back and shoulders as they passed by your desk, quick kisses when they got in for the day. You have to admit you’ve never been more motivated to do your work when the reward is getting a kiss.

But of course not all of their actions were so chaste. You would’ve thought Buggy would be the worst offender of dragging you off to fool around at work but it was far and away Crocodile. Being called into his office to help with paperwork always ended up with you in a compromising position- but you weren’t complaining.

“Sir- Mihawk is expecting a report-“

“Hawkeyes can wait.” You felt the low rumble of his voice throughout your body as you sat in his lap at his desk. Your chest pressed to his as you rested your head on his shoulder. Seeing you from above the desk this might have been a cute scene, you sitting with him as he worked on his paperwork. But below the desk your boss’ pants were open just enough so he could be inside you while he worked.

You had been sitting like this for an hour now, maybe more, warming his cock while you struggled not to move. Your thighs ached from being in this position and slick dripped down onto Crocodile’s lap. You’d be concerned about ruining his incredibly expensive pants if you could form coherent thoughts. The fullness you’ve been experiencing, the ache, being on edge for so long, it caused your head to empty into just a buzz. You had only remembered Mihawk when you glanced down at your watch and realized just how long you had been in this position.

Your arms were latched around your boss’ neck and your face was buried in the crook of his neck. You focused on your breathing and keeping your body relaxed- a feat that had gotten much easier as time went on with the tension in your body unable to hold itself for so long. In the back of your mind you wonder if that’s what Crocodile likes about this- having you completely docile and submissive- wearing you down to just your base instincts. It’s a bit embarrassing to admit you like this too. Not having to think or move and just existing in the moment is a kind of peace you didn’t think you would find sitting on Crocodile’s dick.

A knock on the door sends a small wave of panic through your body as you sit up at the noise- a mistake. The movement sends a fresh wave of pleasure over your over sensitive body and you bite your tongue to stifle a moan. Crocodile doesn’t make any moves but you can tell it effected him by the way his cock throbs inside you.

“Who is it?” Crocodile’s tone is short and you can tell he’s on the verge of anger.

“It’s me wondering what you’ve done with our assistant.” Mihawk’s monotone voice carries through the large wooden door and you can feel Crocodile relax under you.

“Come in and see.”

You know turning and looking to see Mihawk would garner disapproval from Crocodile so you stay still, hyper focusing on the noise to piece together what is happening behind you back. The door creaks open and you hear Mihawk’s boots click a few times on the floor before there’s a long pause.

“Shut the door.” Crocodile seems unbothered now, continuing to file through reports.

The door closes and you hear Mihawk slowly walking closer. Your heartbeat quickens as you feel his eyes on you, burning into your back. Tilting your head you look out and eagerly wait for Mihawk to come into your range of vision.

“I have to say that’s not a bad position for them.” Mihawk finally speaks, probably at the side of the desk just out of your sight.

“On that we agree. I think this is where they should be all the time, keeping me warm is a very important job.” Crocodile’s words send shivers down your spine and you can’t help the whiny moan that bubbles in your throat.

“Oh and they like it so much.” Mihawk’s voice has a teasing tilt to it as he finally slides into your vision. He’s leaning forward so his face is level with yours and his piercing eyes travel over your face, pupils dilated with hunger.

“How long have you been like this?” He asks softly.

“I don’t know… hour? More?” Your voice is breathy, needy.

“You like being senseless on his cock?” Mihawk presses his face close, forehead touching yours.

“Fuck- yes.” Your eyes are screwed shut and you feel Mihawk’s breath on your face.

You feel Crocodile’s chuckle. “Keep talking to them, I can feel how much they like it.”

Mihawk finally closes the gap and your kiss is all needy tongue and teeth as an hour of patience is broken. You push up to try and deepen the kiss but you’re promptly pulled back down by Crocodile’s hand at your waist.

“Don’t think you’re done here.” His voice is stern but you can hear arousal creeping into the edges of his tone.

Mihawk breaks away and you whine as you watch him walk away. You’re confused only for a second until you hear the drag of one of the other chairs in the room coming to sit next to Crocodile’s large office chair. Mihawk sits down next to the two of you and with his legs spread wide you can see his erection straining against his black pants.

“How long you going to keep them like this?” The swordsman asks.

“What, you want a turn?” Crocodile responds, putting down his pen and piling up some of the papers.

“No. Just wanted to know if the show was going to get exciting anytime soon.” His disinterested words didn’t hold any weight when he was unbuckling his pants.

“Seems our assistant isn’t the only needy one here. What do you say sweetheart? You ready to put on a show for Mihawk?” Crocodile lightly pushes you so you’re sitting up, face to face with him.

“Yes sir.” You say unabashedly needy.

“That’s my angel.” He mutters to you before finally kissing you. Just like with Mihawk it’s heated but he’s much more controlled- the teeth are precise as he bites your lower lip while his hand grips your hip.

You grind down on him, relishing in finally being able to move. You’re rewarded with a deep groan from Crocodile and you know both of you won’t last much longer. Crocodile’s hand slides from your waist to under your ass as he stands up, sitting you on the desk in one swift movement. Grateful you won’t have to try and use your already aching thighs you allow your head to loll to the side to get a view of Mihawk.

He’s sat back in the chair, legs spread wide as his hand slowly fists his dick. His gaze is lidded as he watches the two of you. Crocodile seems more than happy to maneuver one of your legs up so your foot is on the desk, spreading yourself wide so Mihawk can have a better view of Crocodile’s large cock splitting you open. Crocodile bites down on your shoulder as he thrusts into you and you moan loud as you feel Mihawk’s gaze burn into you.

“You like me watching you?” Mihawk asks, his breath short.

You go to respond but Crocodile thrusts up into you hard and all you can do is moan as your hands fly back to get a grip on the desk to stabilize yourself. It’s not hard to assume Crocodile loves the audience too, deep thrusts at a slightly awkward angle just to show off.

“Hawkeyes-“

“Yes.” Mihawk doesn’t need Crocodile to finish his sentence before he’s quickly by your side. You don’t know how they communicate so much with so little but Mihawk’s deft fingers circling your clit have you abandoning that train of thought.

Mihawk leans in and starts whispering praises in your ear about how good you’re taking Crocodile and how nice you looked sitting on his cock.

Mihawk’s words- His fingers- Crocodile’s thrusts- it was too much and finally after so long of being on the precipice you crashed over into your orgasm. Crocodile wasn’t far behind, burying himself until his hips were flush with yours and filling you up with a groan.

Mihawk’s ministrations on your clit slowed and helped you come down until Crocodile finally pulled out of you. If you weren’t so fucked out you might have been worried about getting Crocodile’s desk dirty but all you could do was collapse back onto it and catch your breath.

The sound of Mihawk zipping his pants up in the quiet space makes you push yourself up a bit to see what was happening. Mihawk hadn’t finished and you flashed him a confused look as you try (and then fail) to sit up.

“Don’t worry about me. You’ve been good.” He leans over and kisses your forehead. “I’m going to go bother Buggy.”

“Mmm.” You nodded and with a sigh relaxed back into the desk. Of course you would have been more than happy to help Mihawk but you have to admit you’re exhausted. Plus you can imagine how excited Buggy will be when Mihawk comes to his door already hard. You smile at him as he walks away and notice a small nod shared between him and Crocodile.

When the door shuts you finally manage to push yourself up to look at Crocodile in his chair. “How do you two do that?”

“Do what?” He’s already put himself back together, a cigar about to be lit in his fingers.

“Talk without talking. I’ve seen you and Mihawk do it a bunch.” You reach over and grab his lighter from his desk and spark it.

“Thanks doll.” He leans forward and lights his cigar. After taking a long drag he answers you question. “We just work on the same wave. Probably because of our time was warlords- same path of thinking, same muscle memory. Turns out fighting and fucking together have a lot of overlap.”

You giggle as you push off the desk and slide sideways into his lap, your legs over his thighs. Leaning into his chest you curl up into his warmth. “It’s great you two have that.”

Crocodile only hums and you let yourself relax as the two of you drift into pleasant silence.

Even if Crocodile is the worst offender that doesn’t mean Buggy isn’t an interruption to your work a lot. Most of it is quick, random kisses or gropes when no one is looking. But sometimes he will get you into his office and whine enough that you relent to him.

“They’re so mean to me baby.” Buggy is lounging on a large velvet couch in his over decorated office.

“Yes. Didn’t you sign up for that?” You stand over him, hand on your hip.

“Yeah but-“ He pouts. “You’re so nice to me.”

“And?” You notice his hands detaching and floating around behind you.

“I could be nice to you.” The innuendo is punctuated by his hands on your ass, squeezing as they push you even closer to him.

“And you know what will happen if we get up to anything without Crocodile or Mihawk.” While you admit it was fun, you weren’t exactly in the mood to be edged for hours.

Buggy dramatically flips back into the couch as you notice a hand leave and fly over to a transponder snail. The snail is picked up and placed on an end table so Buggy could talk to someone.

“Hawky baby~” He calls into the transponder only to be immediately greeted with the sound of Mihawk hanging up. Buggy gasps, offended before redialing.

“Ourassistantisherewithmeandwewantohabefunsocouldyoucomeoverand-“ Buggy rushes all his words out before he’s hung up on again. The mouthpiece gets dropped to the ground as Buggy pouts.

“I’m sure if we just wait until tonight-“ Now it’s your turn to be cut off as you hear the quick opening and closing of Buggy’s door. You turn and see Mihawk standing there, arms crossed.

“Hawky!” Buggy shoots up as his hands reattach themselves. “I knew you would be so loving and reasonable.”

“Which is why you called twice?” Mihawk deadpans.

“Yes?”

You and Mihawk look at each other and you shrug. “He said he wanted to be nice to me.”

“You are nice to him, so it seems only fair.” Mihawk finally walks over and picks one of the obscenely plush chairs to sit in. “Make sure our lovely assistant is appreciated for all their hard work.”

Hands suddenly grab at your waist and pull you down onto the couch with Buggy. In a flash he’s on top of you, pushing you down to lay flat on the bed while he eagerly kisses down your neck. His hands are already working at the waistband of the pants and pulling down.

“You could go a little slower.” Mihawk comments from his chair and you look over to see him palm himself through his pants.

“But that’s no fun.” Buggy smiles up at you as his hands travel back up and push you shirt up, giving him better access to paw and your breasts. You moan as his hands work your flesh and you can feel yourself getting wet from the attention.

Buggy continues not to listen to Mihawk’s advice as he slides down until he’s kissing your hips and down the tops of your thighs. You shudder in anticipation as his hands hold your thighs open and kid mouth travels to your inner thighs, taking its time there as he sucks the sensitive skin.

“Buggy-“ You whine as your hand lands on his head, threading your fingers into his soft blue hair.

“Now who’s in a rush?” Buggy teases, hovering just above where you need him to be.

“Thought you were going to be nice to me.” You pout and you know Buggy can’t resist.

“Anything for my star.” He presses on last kiss to the inside of your thigh before he dives in.

Buggy isn’t as through and calculated as Mihawk or Crocodile but fuck if he isn’t enthusiastic. He’s loud and sloppy but as his tongue dives between your folds his nose rubs against your clit any comparisons fly out of your head. You push his head down further as you buck your hips to grind on his face and Buggy takes that lead well, never slowing down. You’re keenly aware of Mihawk’s gaze and you let your head fall to the side to make eye contact with him.

His dick is out now and his thumb is rubbing over the bright red head. He must like this a lot you think- sitting back and watching the ones more eager to show off. You like it too.

You turn your moans and whines up to eleven, doing your best not to break eye contact with him even when Buggy’s tongue reaches deep inside you. When he does that your grip tightens on his hair and he moans into your pussy. Mihawk’s gaze leaves your eyes for a second to dart down before connecting with yours again.

“Buggy.” Mihawk is short and commanding and to Buggy’s credit he immediately stops and rests his head on your thigh. “Show them your trick.”

“I have a lot of tricks you’re going to have to be more- ohhhhhhh.” Buggy gets a devilish grin on his face as realization clicks.

You’re confused and prop yourself up a bit when Buggy’s hands leave your body to work at his pants and he pulls them down just enough for you to see how worked up he’s gotten from eating you out. What surprises you is when he tugs at his dick it pops off of his body. It makes sense, given his powers there’s no reason it shouldn’t but it’s still a sight. Once the initial shock wears off there’s a fresh wave of arousal as Buggy guides his cock to your entrance, teasing around your folds and gathering the slick there.

“Now go slowly.” Mihawk commands.

You whine as Buggy’s tip pushes into your entrance, stretching you out. True to his orders Buggy goes painfully slow, giving every inch it’s time to drag against your walls. When he’s about halfway in he adjusts and you gasp when suddenly his mouth is around your clit, sucking. You grip his hair hard as he moans into that bundle of nerves and create a pleasure filled feedback loop. Buggy continues to ease himself into you and lap at your clit and all you can do is grip onto him and stare into Mihawk’s golden eyes.

You see him working himself, pacing his hand with Buggy’s slow rhythm in and out of you. Seeing him watching, knowing Buggy and you are under his control even as he’s passively sitting there is thrilling. Knowing he gets off on it too feels just as good.

The overload of this new combination of sensations has you a moaning mess, babbling as you grip onto the couch and Buggy’s hair for dear life. Buggy is close too from you tugging at his hair and your cunt pulsing around him he is using all his focus to keep tonguing at your clit.

“Buggy- ‘m close just-“ You manage to choke out and he gets the message. He pumps himself inside you faster and as he’s slamming into you lightly nips at your clit.

You cum with a loud moan and you feel Buggy close behind you, filling you as your walls seize from your orgasm. You are able to catch Mihawk finishing into his hand, cum spilling over his abs.

Buggy collapses onto you, head nuzzled into your thigh as he catches his breath. You run your fingers through his hair as you gain your senses back.

“Don’t forget we are going out for dinner tonight.” Mihawk says as he finishes cleaning himself up, bringing over some wipes for you and Buggy. “So do be cleaned up.”

He presses a kiss to your forehead and then presses one on Buggy’s cheek.

You never thought this is where your life would end up but as contentment and love fills up your chest you know you wouldn’t have it any other way.

I absolutely love this

Threads of the fate

Pairing-: Sukuna x F!reader.

Summary-: you are childhood friends with the village's chief's son while being a poor maiden. How will it go for you? Is it a happy ending?

It's evening. The sun is setting, the cold air is flowing through her hair as she looks at the beautiful orange sky with a grim expression. She looked at the crowd, her eyes looking for someone, the hc-nette smiles weakly as she sees the pink-nette running towards her, the gaurds hold him back as he screamed her name as the gaurd secure the rope around her neck as she gets on the stool with her hands behind her back. She looks at the sky once again. What a beautiful day it was.

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Once again the hc-nette is out in the streets of her village, she sees a group of kids around her age [13] trying to bully a guy with pink hair, he seemed a bit older and a bit taller [15]. Her eyes shining as she runs up to the pink haired guy. Pink is her favourite colour.

"Excuse me!" She goes up to them.

"You shouldn't say stuff about someone! Father says otherwise a big curse will eat you." The hc-nette scolded the kids who were trying to bully the pink-nette. The kids continued.

"He's a monster! Yeah!"

"He's going to kill us all one day!"

"Father says to stay away from him!"

"He ate his twin in the Womb!"

"He's not all that! He's just strong! He's a nice guy!" The hc-nette argued as the pink-nette puts a hand on her shoulder shooting the kids a glare as they run off.

The pink-nette glared at them as he turned to her.

"It's getting dark go home." He pointed a finger at her as he gently pushed her towards her hut, retiring to his house. He was the son of the village's chief.

She shrugged knowing it was the right thing to do since she is defenceless without a jujutsu in this world and went home. She pouted. He's like this all the time. Pushing her away.

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That didn't stop her from approaching the chief son every damn day.

"Hi!" She said as she sat under the cherry blossoms tree where he was studying.

"What are you doing?" She peaked into his notebook. Even though she didn't understand what was written. Reading and writing were preserved for the higher ones in the community and mostly men. She did know how to dance and do the other household chores though.

"Reading." He replied coldy. His brown eyes stuck on the book.

"What are you reading?" She asked, her father knew how to read. He used to  narrate her stories before he passed away in a battle with a especially strong curse.

"A story." He replied again with the same stoic expression on his face.

The Hc-nette sat their with staring at him, his eyes glued to the book in front of him.

...

The hc-nette got up and tugged on his sleeve.

"Let's play" she said tugging on his sleeve, again.

No reply. Rude. The hc-nette sighed as he attempted to pull his sleeve out of her grip, she ended up falling beside him again.

"Ow.." she grumble as he smirked.

Once again she sat with him staring as he sighed deeply and started to read out loud,  as she happily listened to him.

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"Thanks for today." She said.

"What do you mean?" He asked with the same stoic expression on his face as he placed his book down.

"You know..you read me the story." She said with a smile as she got up, happy that he talked to her.

"I-i wasn't reading it for you. I was just.."

"Just?" She tilted her head to the side, innocently.

"Just practicing my pronounciation." He makes up and excuse as she laughs.

"Let's have a picnic here tomorrow! Let me pay you back for today!" She said excitedly.

"I'll see"

"Yay! See you tomorrow!"

"What? I said I'll see-"

The hc-nette ran off towards her hut, leaving him confused, he blinked twice before collecting his books, getting up and going back to his house.

The hc-nette pouted as she went home to her mother who will probably be mad, she didn't get any chores done today, but oh well.

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"Mother I'm sorry! It won't happen again.." she apologized looking at the floor as her, clenching her kimono, tears in her eyes as her heart beat in her ears. She felt nauseous.

Her mother "Hana" glared at her. The hc-nette crawled back in fear as her mother took a cheap metal rod she had heated up and walked to her.

There were screams. Blood curling screams..

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Time flies by. The hc-nette is already 20 and Sukuna is 23. She's grown into a beautiful woman and so has he grown into a handsome male. His jujutsu got stronger over the years. The villagers see him as a threat.

"You're late." He said as he leans against the tree they're usually under.

The hc-nette giggled sheepishly as she sat beside him.

"Yeah, my bad the food took a while to make." She replied setting the nicely packed lunchbox on the ground and starting to unwrap it as he eyes her up and down with his piercing brown eyes, his hand proped up on his knee.

"Yeah. The food. Sure, Princess." He mocked. Rolling His eyes.

"What's up with your tone, tuna?"

"I told you not to call me that" he grumbled popping a rice ball into his mouth, humming at the taste.

"And i told you not to call me 'Princess' but you do." She replied.

"Yeah, cause you are delicate and fragile like one."

"I'm not! And i call you 'tuna' because it rhymes. Sukuna..kuna..tuna!" She argued. While stuffing her face with food.

"And you look like a squirrel right now. Should i call you that?"

"Hmph" she looked away as he chuckled, deeply, before turning serious again as he glared at her.

"Be honest. Why are you late?" He asked, seriously.

"I-i told you the cooking took a longer than i expected-" she was cut off by his roughly grabbing her and pulling her kimono off her shoulder, shamelessly.

"Sukuna!" She yelled as he glared at the thin burnt lines on her back and let's her go.

"How many times, have i told you to let me take care of that wench?" He asked, pinning her to the tree.

"It's my mum I can't let her get punished-" she replied, her face red with embarrassment.

"Foolish girl." He grumble reaching to touch her wounds, sending a shiver down her spine as he heals her using his reversed cursed technique and pull away.

The hc-nette quickly turns around, fixed herself and her clothes.

She shyly sat on back under the tree as they ate.

"kuna. Don't you get mad when people call you a threat?"

He shook his head, while chewing on the food.

"Why not?"

"Cause they're not wrong." He said with a shrug.

"Ehhh.. Yes they are"

"No they're not."

"Oh so you are going to eat us all, huh?"

"Yeah definitely." He laughed.

She stared at him fully awake that he is capable of doing that.

"But you'll spare me, right?" She asked.

"Hmm no"

"No?" She said, offended.

"No I'll save you for the dessert."

"Dessert? Human meat as dessert? You're weird"

"I know." He said.

"And who will be the first one you eat?"

"Uhh.. probably that wench"

"My mother?"

"You know any other wenches?"

"Uhh me?"

He looked at her like she grew another head.

"You're not a wench"

"I mean..a low class or working class servant is a wench. I fall in both categories."

"You're not a wench, since I don't hang out with wenches."

"Ahh"

She nodded as she ate her food..her eyes suddenly light up as she pulled another box out.

"Kuna! Kuna! I made something sweet for the first time. Try it!"

Sukuna smirked as he leaned down to try it. He was confident in her cooking. He had tasted a lot of great things. Even though her cooking never was perfect he enjoyed eating what she cooked the most while sitting with her and under this specific tree, it felt like home. Not that he'd ever admit it out loud.

As he leaned down to try the Mochi. It didn't look perfect, the filling was spilling out as he popped it in his mouth.

He chewed it. She stared at him with hopeful eyes.

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....

And spat it out.

"Princess, what the fuck?"

"Why? Is it that bad?" She pouted

"Tf is it salty for?"

"Salty?"

She took a bite of one and...spat it out.

"Ew." She gaged.

"I think i accidentally put salt in here instead of sugar.." she fake cried as she washed her with some water from the lake.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

"What? So weak you'll die from salty mochi?"

He held a finger to her face and she bit it.

"Fuck! You're a lunatic."  He groaned.

Before she could reply a voice comes from the village.

"It's a special garde! Run!"

Hey! Hope you had a wonderful day/night. Please like if you guys liked it and tell me if there are any mistakes since English is not my first language.

If you wanna be added to the taglist of the series please tell! Love you!

hey! for todays protest, i made this little zine about palestine (holding just simple and basic information).

you can download the zine here, fold it yourself, and distribute it around.

no credit is needed. feel free to leave it around bars, protests, or wherever. simply print it (borderless) and fold it. here is a tutorial on how to do it.

dont stay silent. there is a genocide of horrendous, atrocious proportions going on. also if you are a zionist here to argue with me, i dont plan to entertain you at all, not on my art blog. fuck off, you'll be swiftly blocked. i see enough of you clowns on my main and i have no energy for you. you can skip the death threats too bc i dont give a shit.

(i'm off to get ready for a surgery now, i just wanted to post it before this. if you need anything, i might take a bit to reply)