I Need Him

You don't understand

I need him

AND IM BACK BECAUSE I SAW YOU POST AHOUT SUKUNA’S TRUE FORM.

Okay, okay, okay.

The stomach on his mouth…riding his stomach…getting eaten out like that…

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cw: Canon True Form Sukuna is a real fucking bastard, just fyi :) (and it keeps me wet tbh) + ab riding + minor Gojo mentions + minor angst I love this prompt so have an entire little drabble lovely! Thank you 🪞 anon ❤︎ wc: 1.4k

A/N: reworded for clarity 1/14

“P-Please I-I can’t– C-can’t cum anymore!”

You’re a blubbering whimpering mess.

Sukuna his true form had you screaming as you rode his twin cocks.

Both of your holes had been stretched beyond their limits.

You had lost all track of time.

Not knowing day from night nor how many times his cum had filled you in the last hour from this position alone.

After this last load though your body needed a break from being the curse king's personal fleshlight.

You forcibly push his hands, all four of them, off your waist and hips respectively. 

You didn’t realize how much his hands had been supporting you though until you fell forward. Wincing and legs shaking as you slid yourself off his massive cocks.

Sukuna smirks. 

You are a strong sorcerer, maybe even worthy of a special grade status. Yet still no match for him. 

Nevertheless, he received plenty of amusement from your attempts to resist him. 

Sukuna would allow you to savor some semblance of control before wickedly snatching it all away again.

Both your faces of frustration and of despair made the both of his cocks twitch.

“Oh? Is that so? What happened to ‘No, please, I’ll do whatever you ask?’”

Sukuna mocks your voice and you have to suppress the insults bubbling on your lips if you wanted him to take enough pity on your cunt for a break.

You bit your lip almost hard enough to draw blood.

You had made a promise to him though, a binding vow, out of sheer desperation.

“Yes, but it’s been two months!”

“And he’s still alive. Unfortunately for you, you didn’t specify the time parameters.”

Sukuna was right. 

Satoru was alive and you had panicked when you made the vow.

Thinking your fiancé would die, you didn’t bargain nor make any stipulations other than him living and you obeying Sukuna. 

This fucking bastard. 

Sukuna loves to remind you of the reasons you are bound to him. He has you on his hook until the day he tires of you essentially.

You frowned.

You just wish he didn’t use nearly every opportunity to rub it in your face. 

You couldn't think of Satoru right now.

Especially not now when a mixture of both Sukuna’s and your fluids leaked out of your dripping cunt and ass to pool on Sukuna’s stomach beneath you. 

Thoughts of Satoru weighed too heavy on you since being reduced into a pretty little cumdump for Sukuna. You reluctantly pushed him to the back of your mind again as you had been doing since you arrived at Sukuna’s palace.

Straddling Sukuna's abs, you leaned forward and pressed your soft tits into his chest.

Your glassy eyes looked up at him as you steeled yourself to be as charming as you could while begging reprieve for your still spasming pussy.

“Please, Kuna– D-Daddy… give my little pussy a break.”

You sniffled and a few tears ran down your cheeks framing the sad little pout you on your lips. 

“Awe, baby’s slutty holes tired of taking cocks?”

You nodded as one of his hands cups your face.

You started to lean into his touch when the tongue in his palm sent shivers through you as it licked up your tears and bit onto your jaw.

Sukuna brought you closer to him. His hands grabbing into the fat of your ass and hips, while he spoke to you in a slow seductive drawl.

“You know… I’m not as cruel as they all think I am…”

Shuddering as another fallen tear of yours was quickly lapped up.

“I’m much worse.”

Furrowing brows not even completely formed on your face before you felt the wide mouth on his broad stomach open underneath you. 

An extremely large and thick tongue wasted no time in diving straight into your cunt.

“FUCKSHITFFFF-UCK!”

A guttural scream overcomes you and your eyes roll back into your skull. 

Your overstimulated pussy quivers at the large wet appendage forcing its way in, dragging its thick and coarse surface along the walls of your cunt. 

Exploring, Sukuna’s tongue quickly finds your g-spot.

His abdominal tongue swirls and laps against the sensitive sweet spot. 

Your toes curl and your manicured nails drag red streaks down Sukuna’s pectorals making his chest rumble in satisfaction.

Whenever you can manage to pry your eyes out of the back of your head you glare death at him through your cries of pleasure.

“Don’t even think about cumming until I say you can, slut. Imagine having the nerve to ask for a fucking break.”

Sukuna’s threatening growls have you choking on your own slobber in attempts to steady your breath to keep from cumming and upsetting him further.

His hands, still deeply rooted in your flesh, rock your pelvis forward towards him to fuck his tongue in deeper.

“N-No, P-Puhleaseee…,” you sniffle out, “N-need to cum.”

“Mm? No, you distinctly just told me you couldn’t cum anymore, brat. So you should have no fucking trouble listening to orders.”

You whimper aloud as Sukuna's hands on your hips move to your waist to force you to sit back up fully, sinking lower onto his tongue, pushing into the very depths of your cunt.

“Should we stimulate this hole up here? Let me make it easier for her to take in all the seed I’ve yet to pump into you after this.”

Your body quivered at the threat.

Although wasn’t long before he had you thrashing on top of him as his impossibly long abdominal tongue swivels against the hole of your cervix.

You try to fall forward, anything to escape his slimy appendage from bullying every tingling nerve on the hot and gooey entrance of your womb. 

Sukuna is quicker though and stops you before you can even budge.

His hands on your ass left in favor of folding your arms together behind your back faster than you could blink. 

This new position has you arching further down on him, taking his tongue in deeper still.

Your tits are up and bouncing and your tongue lolls out of your mouth as you cannot resist the urge to buck your hips and ride the wet tongue coming out of his taunt abs. 

“I can feel her opening up for me, Y/N. Your body is too honest for you to be such a lying manipulative bitch.”

You can’t even object to what he was saying as you could no longer bite back the body racking moans from the pleasure radiating out of your cunt.

You didn’t care anymore.

Your pussy would cum as many times as Sukuna ordered her to as if she were a puppet on his strings. You had no control over your own body when with him.

You spiral towards your umpteenth orgasm as his tongue is now twisting into the hole of your cervix as if it could push completely through.

Sukuna's hand on your waist moves down suckle on your pulsing clit and your body is quickly becoming jelly in control.

He senses you are close, it is too easy for him to make a whore like you come undone.

“Cum. Your King commands it, greedy slut.”

Shockwaves shoot through your cunt as your walls enclose and convulse on his tongue, eager to cum even before the order is fully given. 

Your orgasm hits you hard and you are foaming at the mouth as you shriek out his name.

“SUKUNA!!”

Heaving and practically hyperventilating, you gasp for air.

Filthy with your juices that still continue to spurt out of you in intervals, his tongue continues to impale you through your high.

Your hips still rocking on him.

“HA! Are you trying to drown me, whore?” 

Sukuna taunts. The amount he had you gushing into his stomach mouth would have waterboarded and killed a lesser man.

Sukuna only stops to lift your cunt off his tongue once he issues his next command of you.

“Now lean back and slide your hips forward, brat. You’re going to come just from this tongue in your ass next.”

The harsh slap to your rear followed by a sharp bite from his hand signals to you he means business as always.

You groan in complaint but nevertheless, your body is willingly complying, regardless of your mind’s will.

Your even shivering in anticipation despite yourself.

Sukuna watches your conflicted demeanor with an evil glee. 

Truthfully, no one really knew the exact rules and consequences surrounding a binding vow. 

Given the nature of these pacts he is more or less convinced it is the intent, rather than any verbal technicalities that govern these vows.

Sukuna was almost 100 percent certain any real obligation you had to him had been fulfilled after the first time you agreed to let him ruin you. 

Chuckling to himself, Sukuna wonders how long you will let his thick cocks and your crushing guilt keep you from realizing what’s been so obvious to him. 

Yet Sukuna is more than willing to play along with you, again and again until you do though.