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OMG KIKIIIII!!! I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR U TALKING ABT ZHONGLI MAKING A MESS OUT OF HIS BELOVED S/O WITH HIS DRAGON TONGUE!!! AND YOU'RE WELCOMEEE!! ZHONGLI IS JUST CHEF'S KISS 🥰🥰🥰

ok, ok, hold on, I'm blushing like a slut right now, I've been thinking about zhongli using his body parts as dragon for such a long time... I might even make a longer post about it, but for now let's hold back with just a little bit!

zhongli is not the most experimental guy in the world because he has seen, felt and touched so many things in his life that it's hard for him not to know what he likes and what he doesn't, but this would be put in check when one day you asked him how he felt when he changed from human to dragon form and also asked if you could touch, or at least see, it. he hardly denies you anything, so if you ask, he gives it to you without a second thought, and it was a surprise for him to see you run your fingers so delicately over the small scales that appeared around his eyes when he slowly changed from human to half-draconic form that essentially only changed the eyes, mouth including teeth, and the appearance of the skin on his face and neck. your fingers passed over his mouth as they stroked his cheek and, in an innocent game, zhongli let his forked tongue slip between his lips and curl around your index finger.

it was a strange sensation for you, the texture of the tongue was still soft, but it seemed to tickle, especially when zhongli contorted and wrapped it around the base of your finger as if he was making a ring. you silly giggled, if your much older boyfriend had known what was going on in your mind as his tongue went back into his mouth maybe his cheeks would have turned red.

little did you know that zhongli was thinking the same thing, maybe even more explicitly and maliciously than you were. but, because of that, it wasn't all that surprising when he pinned you against the bed and slid between your legs with hands already spreading your thighs and busying themselves with removing your clothes.

it was only a matter of time before his forked tongue came out between lips again and this time brushed against your clit in the same smooth way it had done around your delicate finger. you inevitably felt little electric waves travel down your back and your pussy tightened around nothing; all beneath the watchful eyes of the former geo archon.

the chance was before his eyes, why not try it? if you asked him to stop, he would do it immediately. but, stopping? was literally the last thing on your mind and in your trembling body as soon as you felt your walls being slowly opened and stretched by zhongli's long tongue and the tips of it curving up to brush against your sweetest spot.

your hips forced themselves up against his face, grinding as if you were about to ride the face of that ancient god. and he would have let you do that if he didn't want to fuck you so badly on his own with his inhuman tongue and make you cum hard for it.

his hands held you sometimes by the hips, sometimes by the thighs, and his amber eyes with a reptilian pupil cutting them down the middle never left yours for all the minutes he used to turn you into a mess of drooling, whimpering, and loud moans that matched, to zhongli's eyes, and very much with the wet sounds coming from his tongue running between your folds, licking your throbbing clit and exploring your pussy; all while your slickness wet his mouth and chin and advocated how close to orgasm you were.

zhongli couldn't feel your body inside completely using just his tongue, but from the way your thighs were trying to smother him and your walls tightened around the length of his wet muscle he could tell that the hot sensation deep inside of the bottom of your belly was getting more and more intense and tighter.

in the end, you came with the archon geo's tongue still deep inside your tiny pussy and with no chance to move away from his mouth, since his hands were firmly around your thighs pinning your quivering body against the bed and his mouth completely over you, drinking every last drop of your sweet juices.

during those brief seconds that your vision blurred and your toes curled, you felt too full with just his tongue and it felt even better when your face lowered to look at zhongli's and his eyes were staring at you as if the best prey lay before them. you were lucky enough to look at him as soon as his tongue slid out and snaked through the air licking his chin and part of his cheeks and your inner thigh wet from your sweet juices.

"mhm," zhongli hummed standing up and giving you a smile that let you catch a glimpse of his startled canines, "it's not so bad to have a dragon boyfriend sometimes, right?"

maybe you two had better prepare each other. you because zhongli would want to eat you out from now on using only his draconic tongue, he because you wanted to test how far he could control his own powers when being deep inside you and fucking you without being completely in his human form.

— genshin masterlist.

rough zhongli… from behind….. 🙁🙁🙁

cw. rough, fem! reader, a little feral

zhongli was delirious to how you’re feeling, labored breathing parting from his lips— his cock was glazed with your arousal which he would immediately ram back into you, flooding it over your walls because how could he not?

he‘s so effected by how you‘re clenching down, desperately whining for him to make you cum before fluttering your hole around his girth again. It’s overwhelming— your needy cries are followed by a long drawn-out sob, yet little do you realize it‘s only heightening the burning desire in his blood.

forthwith, he’d let you know how crazy your puffed up pussy was turning him, how it was still, not enough. not even a little bit.

your ass was prettily perked up as he was sliding his cool palms under your ribcage, swatting you into him. but now, under his blown out pupils, he watches your raw squirms, the way you’re messily smearing your pussy into his erection and turning needier— your longing was clearly insatiable and so was his.

yet don’t be fooled because thankfully, zhongli wasn‘t done with you yet, he only just started.

he‘s pressing down on you with his crushing bodyweight, thrusting and drumming his cock past your sticky cunt and leaving it in— so you could get a real good taste of how he’s throbbing, even though he knew you were awaiting more friction, waiting until it was you who was creaming on him with the excess amount littering down all over your hole and crevices.

but the ache, that painful burn in his cock was climbing all over his body and soul. zhongli was beginning to have a hard time holding himself back for you.

"stay— stay like this beloved." his tone was fading low and he feels you crumble under him, breathless and in a trance— because no one in this world was on par with his level of intensity.

zhongli patches you up real good, over and over until you‘re moulding and quivering under his body, eyes beaming and crisscrossed as you whine out his name all shy and sweet, grasping for air, "zhongli— zhongli!" and he wonders if you had already lost your mind— then he grits his teeth and whines when you send another shockwave through his cock by how turned on and wet you were. how open and …vulnerable.

he might be the next one to spiral from your needy traces when you milk his cock through soft squeezes, letting go and clenching down again, over and over because his shaft was so warm and fitting too, filling you up and throbbing within your pulsing walls.

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childe is a dirty bastard with a nasty obsession for you. he finds you so beautiful, so gorgeous and filled to the brim with visual blessings. he can’t help how his cock grows and hardens at the sight of your filled out frame and he can’t leave himself that way . . . so he jerks off. wraps his calloused hand around his thick cock and drags it up and down with shut eyes and a gaped mouth, imagining it was your soft hands making him feel good. he did this often, hiding in bathrooms or waiting until he gets home and releasing all over his sheets. but at some point, it’s not enough.

so, if you ever get a text from your good friend childe, reading “attachment: 1 video”, don’t be surprised when you see his cock sliding in and out of a fuck doll. the sound is lewd and nasty—squelching and wet slapping that rings off in unison with his grunts and pretty moans. he moans your name, groping the fake tits of the doll, “so fucking pretty for me . . . ngh, fuck—“ he had to let you know how he felt. what you do to him. so he raises the angle of his phone, showing the tablet that displays a selfie of you—one you sent to him when asking him which lipstick shade looked better on you. he groans louder, pounding the doll even furiously, “you’re gonna make me fuckin’ cum . . .”

he said he wanted to breed that tight cunt and make you his. you hadn’t even realized the video was three minutes long and you were nearing the end. he whimpers as he pounds tougher, snapping his hips against the doll with sniffles of your name and begs for his release. and then he cums. spills his seed deep in the doll with a guttural moan and fucked up camera angle as he doubles over. there’s a shuffling sound and then you can see clearly: see the load of cum spilling out of the doll, and he fingers the spill back in, moaning at the sight. “‘ts gonna be you next . . .” he murmurs, and the video ends.

you never saw him that way. he was your friend. but that promise he made at the end had your cunt throbbing, waiting for that treatment.

with Taiju

'𝟒𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐀'

SUMMARY: when toji anime concept art dropped millions of panties dropped around the globe

WARNINGS: smut, fem!bodied reader, slight daddy kink, praise kink, degradtion, slight breath play/slight choking, fingering, mating press (pos.), unprotected sex, creampie, slight lactation, mentions of preganacy, sorta.. kinda baby trapping, petnames (baby, ma, pretty girl, daddy) toji is a toxic, manipulitive baby daddy ngl

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who knows you can't live without him. who knows he's the only one who can keep you satisfied.

you complain about him and yet you let him in. everytime he uses the same excuse as to why he's there 'just wanna see the baby, nothing more'.

he finds himself playing with the one year old daughter you two shared, catching you giving him glances here or there. you may not have even known it yet, but he could tell you were needy. your breathing pattern, the fact you had your thighs pressed so tightly together, it was so obvious you wanted him to fuck another baby in to you.

"megumi 'nd tsumiki miss you," he tells you while playing patty-cake with his baby girl. it wasn't a lie either, the two did prefer you compared to toji's previous girlfriends (if you could call them that)— shit, tsumiki preferred you over her own mother. "they keep askin' about lyric.. they wanna spend time with their lil sister.."

you attempted to make a point, "they can see her when it's your days," you added. "but i do miss them too.. they're very sweet kids, nothin' like you."

toji scoffed, "yeah? but i still made megumi just like i made lyric.. they're somethin' like me, and besides,"

he held up lyric and placed her face next to his own.. a smug smirk on his scarred lips.

"doesn't she look just like daddy.."

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who sloppily makes-out with you on the couch after you put the baby for a nap. one hand squeezing your jaw and the other cupping your pussy while he thrusts two thick fingers inside of your weeping hole.

"talk to me, ma," his fingers curled, pressing firmly into that spongey spot within your walls while rubbing your clit with his thumb. "talk to me.." he huffed in between kisses.

your hips jumped as you rolled yourself on his fingers, trying to apply more pressure to that spot.

"feels s'good toj'.." you whimpered and dug your heels into his shoulder blades. he forced your face back from his, making sure you could lock eyes with him. those same emerald eyes your daughter had inherited.

"mhm i know, pretty girl," his strong hands squeezed your cheeks together, your lips were swollen from the kissing, and tears clung to your lashes. you were just too fuckin cute. "nobody can please this spoiled lil pussy like i can, yeah? .. not even you, ma.." he chuckled as your eyes flicked back in your head, his movements had become faster and his fingers pushed deeper than before.

your hips bucked erratically, trying to chase your approaching high. you babbled on moans as your arousal rolled down his knuckles. your pathetically wet pussy was all you could hear besides your own whimpers.

"nobody," you cried. "nobody but you daddy.."

you bit down on your bottom lip, trying to supress your moans and not wake the baby while you squirmed from the overwhelming pleasure.

"did ya miss me as much as i missed ya? fuck.. how bad was it─ not bein' able to make yourself cum like i do─ like daddy does?" he asked, groaning at the sight of your puffy pussy growing bruised from how hard he was fingering you.

"soo bad.. so so bad," you moaned, his grip on your face loosening. "you reach so fuckin' deep.. make me feel so good, toji.. missed you so much.."

your voice quivered, "toji.. i need it bad.."

"need what, ma?" he asked you.

"need," you sniffled. "need your dick, toj'.."

he scoffed, "i know but i gotta prep you," he chewed on his inner cheek as you slid your hand under your tanktop and began playing with your sensitive tits. "just cum on my fingers and i'll give it to you.. i know how needy you've been without me, ma. my poor baby's been sufferin without this dick, yeah?"

you whined, "that's it..?"

"that's it," he kissed your nose. "that's all daddy wants.."

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who has you so cock drunk that he had to cover your mouth 'cause at that point you didn't even consider the fact you'd wake the baby.

but he couldn't blame you.

it had been about five months since he fucked you and right now it seemed like, even with prep, he was splitting your lil cunt in two.

it was a sloppy mess down there, you had forgotten how many times you had creamed around his cock.. but it was enough that it made each thrust make a wet, gushy squech-like noise.

only he had you like this.. so pathetic and desperate for a man's dick.

but it wasn't just that alone, of course he was blessed with a big ass dick, but toji actually knew how to fuck. he knew where to touch, what to tease, how fast or how slow he should go to get the ideal reaction from you.

"so fuckin messy," he grinned, a thin layer of sweat coating his skin as his heavy balls slapped repeatedly against your ass. toji found himself slipping out of you and he rubbed the tip of his cock over your clit. ".. so fuckin sensitive.."

you whined and bucked your hips against him til he finally pushed his cock back into the warmth of your gummy walls.

"you love this dick don't you, ma?" toji grunted, pulling his hand down so that you could speak.

his tip kissed your cervix and you gasped, "love it so much, toji!"

"ya can't live without this dick, can ya? just gotta fuckin' have it like a lil addict," toji chuckles, his thrusts grew harsher and more precise by the second. "what? you addicted to this dick, baby?"

you sobbed, "m─ mhm!"

"at that point then," his hand snaked around your throat. your thighs were now pressed firmly against your leaking breasts.. your pussy spread open and getting fucked 'til it was turning red. "might as well call this my fuckin cunt.. 'cause you can't please it properly without me.." toji huffed, squeezing your throat just a bit.

"it's," you whimpered. "it's your cunt, toji.. only yours!"

you could feel yourself coming to another orgasm.. your entire body was feeling it─ feeling him. that was his effect. every nerve, fiber, and ounce of your being could feel him when he fucked you. shit, even when he wasn't fucking you. lyric was an perfect example of the fact that toji was never going to be out of your life for good.

"missed you so much.. oh m'gonna cum! m'gonna cum again toji.." you warned him, clawing at his chest as your tits bounced with the newfound speed of his thrusts.

"fuck, just wait a sec, ma.." he rasped.

"can't," you whined. "gotta cum now.. please!"

he squeezed your throat tightly and groaned, "listen to me," you gasped for air as tears rolled down your hot cheeks. "do ya love me, baby?"

you blinked tears away as air filled your lungs once again..

"y.. yes, I love you too much toji.." you admitted.

"love ya too, ma," he smirked. "let me cum inside this pussy, yeah? let me make sure every man who looks at you knows i've been inside this pretty pussy.."

you let out one final gasp as you gushed around toji's cock for maybe the fourth time already, and in response to your cunt spasming around him he buried his cock deep inside you, shuddering as he let his jaw hang low and thick ropes of cum painted your inner walls.

everything hurts.

toji kissed your calves while kneading your bare tits as you tried to collect your thoughts.

but only one echoed throughout your mind

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who laid next to you in your bed, letting you rest on his chest. his lips pressed into your forehead while holding you close, softened cock nestled in your walls.

"toji.." you mumbled, voice hoarse.

"yeah, ma?"

"i'm not on bc.." you confessed shyly.

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who fucks you to sleep raw after hearing those words, making sure he claimed you on on every surface of your apartment before your daughter finally sturrs awake. he mumbles something about you resting.. and that he'll take care of her til you wake.

that familiar smug look on his face as he watches globs of his cum drip from your hole.

he knows good and well that he finally had you.. he finally caught you with your gaurd down..

now you were for sure stuck with him 'cause after all that, baby number two was definitely guaranteed.

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consider being sarada’s friend growing up and having the hots for her dad. turning 18 and getting bred by him just like how you wanted 🖤

he wouldn’t even pay attention to you at all in the beginning. he’s not necessarily a good husband but he has his fun outside the village so when he returns and he sees you there, he’s shocked at how much you’ve grown and he’s definitely into it.

he doesn’t even try to hide the way he looks at you even if sakura is there in the room. she obviously picks up on it and tries to get his attention but he only wants you.

it isn’t long before he’s bending you over the kitchen counter and fucking you fast and hard, knowing sarada and sakura could walk in at any moment and see you and he wants that. he wants to see the look on sakura’s face while he’s balls deep in a young 18 year old.

thirst tweets with jjk men

synopsis: their reaction to some of the most out of pocket tweets about you and them.

featuring: gojo satoru, geto suguru, toji fushiguro

warning: nsfw, i mean they're thirst tweets

reblogs are appreciated!!

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gojo satoru

loves them.

literally is obsessed with reading them he could go on forever

is even more excited when you have to read yours too because he knows no one beside him will ever have you like he does

"satoru has such nice mantitties, i wonder what it feels like to suck the milk out of—oh my god," gojo finished reading with a laugh, tucking his head back with closed eyes. hes always had such a cute laugh.

"mantitties? i didn't know they had a name," you chuckled as you grabbed a paper for yourself and shrugged.

"twitter is wild, shouldn't be surprised,"

"but if you wanna know what it feels like, you should ask (name)—well, more like I'm the one who sucks on your mantiddies— no, they wouldn't be called—"

the staff crew bursted out laughing at his words and at how done you looked. you placed a hand on his knee and rubbed gentle circles on it.

"it's too early to be this drunk, babe,"

gojo huffed with a pout before looking away from you. what a drama queen.

"(name) has this ability of making me shoot my..." you paused, jaw going wide open as you stared at the staff members. "is this even allowed?"

"just say it,"

"...shoot my cum so high, my highest record is 2 meters. i literally don't know what to say to this" you finished as you stared at satoru who was having too much fun laughing at yours.

"hey, wanna know mine when I'm thinking about (na—"

"satoru!"

geto suguru

he thinks they're amusing. people really take time to appreciate him like this?

tho he doesn't spend time finding them like gojo does, he is very grateful for the love

when reading yours though, he gets really into them

"suguru sir, shove one of your balls in my mouth, I promise I'll leave you alone," suguru read out loud with a grin, the staff members making noises of disbelief as you chuckled next to him.

"honestly I've seen them say worse about you and toji, your fans are wild,"

"have you seen satoru's? i think they're a bit wilder than these,"

"satoru's fans are obsessed with his boobs not his ball sack," you responded with a laugh, geto shaking his head at you before giving you the bowl.

"your turn," you grabbed a piece of paper and unfolded it, clearing your throat as a way to announce that you were ready for the worst.

"I'd pay (name) millions of dollars to let me eat her ass before farting in my- okay, we're getting weird here," you quickly folded the paper back, suguru clearly in shock at what you just said.

"jesus christ, they're down worse than me?"

"stop!"

"no seriously though, i can confirm that her farts do smell—"

"suguru i will shove your head in this bowl!"

toji fushiguro

is actually not surprised when reading them

almost as if he's reading the newspaper

he appreciates that everyone thinks he has a big dick :)

gets very much into reading yours tho, just like suguru

"i just know toji has the cock of a horse. I'd let him split me open anyday," toji's tone as he read the tweet should've sounded concerned, maybe surprised even. but nothing.

this man acted like what he just read was normal.

"i appreciate the fact that you think my dick is that big, i do believe though that no one is able to take it like a champ like precious over here,"

oh this part was so going to be cut off from the interview. especially considering how your face turned red and you tried to avoid looking at anyone for too long.

toji found it adorable. oh how you were his favorite person on this planet.

"now that we got that out of the way," you said after finally calming down, holding the piece of paper in your hands.

"list of things that (name) should sit on: 1) toji's face...2)my face," you buried your face in your knees, clearly tired of feeling embarrassed. "I'm so done,"

toji's hands rubbed at your back, amused at your reaction.

"i like this one, but i only like the first part cause it's true,"

another part of the interview that was definitely going to be cut off.

N-need more … zhongli and chubby goddess reader .. or I’ll collapse

*catches you as you’re falling* fret not, anon… you’ve come to the right person for all things Squish related….

fem + chubby reader, an unofficial but totally official continuation to my rex lapis x chubby archon reader from the other day, body worship, and thighfucking below!

rex lapis who summons his darling little goddess of fertility wife with a simple call of your name— after he was gracious enough to take you in and grant you his protection, you quickly decided that being at his beck and call was in your best interest. who would you be to fight him, deny him, or stall him when he awarded you more kindness and graciousness than he’s ever awarded anyone else? when he calls for you, you answer, and now is no different.

you enter the room with a clumsy curtsy, folding your hands in front of you as he flips through a stack of papers. “my beloved,” he says simply, deep amber eyes leaving the contract he’s proofreading and gazing up at you. “come closer.”

“are you coming to bed soon?” you ask sweetly, trying to tread lightly so you don’t accidentally ask any invasive questions about his work. it’s none of your business— you’re not the god of contracts.

he only shakes his head, sighing and setting his papers down. “not anytime within the hour, i’m afraid. there’s much to be done before i meet with that troublesome archon of war tomorrow afternoon.”

you can’t hide your disappointment. you were hoping he’d resign himself to bed early for once so you could invite him to snuggle and hopefully then some. he works so hard— you’d like to take care of your husband even if he’s not generally the affectionate type.

and how he’d like to leave his paperwork for the night and fill his palms with something a little softer and sweeter than the stained, tattered cloth of ancient scrolls and contracts. how he’d like to indulge in the soft, comforting warmth only his wife is able to provide— rex lapis is inclined to believe that you’re hoping to tempt him into bed with the way you’re dressed. how sweet— his demure, flustered little wife wants to rile him up.

your nightgown is sheer enough to easily make out the outline of your areolas through the fabric and tiny enough to catch where it clings to your ample waist and soft belly— is there anything more erotic than seeing the gentle curve of your plump belly visible in your tight pajamas and sheer gowns? he doesn’t believe so.

answering his prior request, you make your way over to his desk. the candlelight coming from his workspace illuminates your body nicely— your husband really can make out the outline of your soft tits through the sheer silk of your nightgown.

“and is this your way of inviting me to bed?” he asks, expression completely neutral. oh, archons— is he going to mock you for such a pitiful attempt? scold you for attempting to interrupt his work? dismiss you with a disappointed sigh and a flick of his wrist? your husband is by no means cruel, but he does tend to be… cold.

“i thought that— it’s not… it’s not like that, i was just… getting comfortable,” you answer in a tiny voice, fiddling with the hem of your nightgown and tugging your bottom lip in between your teeth. “is it… no good?”

rex lapis replaces his quill pen in its dish of ink and sets it aside. “apologies, i didn’t mean it like that. it looks lovely on you, truly.”

“thank you, my love.”

rex lapis swallows hard— how do you always manage to be so sweet? how have you lived so many centuries untouched by the sin, wrath, and war every other god hasn’t been able to escape? how do you always manage to chip at his cold exterior?

“come here a moment,” he murmurs, hands settling on your soft waist. the way your body easily gives beneath his hands and allows him to get a good grip on you does more to him than he’d ever admit. soft and easily manipulated like bread dough, warm like a quilt left to dry in the sunlight all day, and more comforting than any of teyvat’s finest luxuries. you allow him to tug you into his lap, your arms shakily wrapping around his shoulders to better balance yourself on his thighs.

“this truly does look lovely on you. shall we go to the harbor tomorrow and purchase more silk to craft you a few more?” rex lapis offers, one of his dark, dully glowing hands sliding up the apex of one of your plump thighs. “perhaps paired with a necklace carved from cor lapis as well.”

his other hand gently maps the curve of your neck and your shoulder, relishing in the way you shiver and breathe his name quietly. you say nothing as he continues to trace your body like he’s drafting a map of liyue, his fingers dipping into the valley of your cleavage before retreating and drawing over the plump swells of your breasts.

“beautiful,” he murmurs contently, resting his face in the crook of your neck. “not a thing in all of teyvat could ever provide a man, mortal or immortal, with the same comfort and security his wife can.”

a hand grabbing at the soft tuft of your lower belly makes you shiver against his thighs, inadvertently rutting yourself against his leg as he gropes a generous handful of your tummy.

“lovely indeed,” he says matter-of-factly, as if he’s confirming a theory. “this softness serves as its own testament to a life of comfort, luxury, and generosity. my hands have long since worn down to callouses and bone from never-ending war and, as i’m sure you’ve noticed, my body is lined with a electric storm of scars after having sustained so many injuries. but you…”

your husband cups the plump heft of your belly in one of his broad palms, soft and undeniably warm against his skin as he massages your tummy with determination. “but you, my dearest… you stand for all the things i’ve fought for all this time. safety, comfort, and prosperity. a body this lovely is no greater proof of that.”

rex lapis cups your waist once more and gently drags you against one of his muscled thighs, sighing in delight in response to your surprised and pleasured moans. oh, he’d just love to eat you up.

“please allow me to continue worshipping your body as any man ought to worship his beloved, my love.”

If you’re still doing the beach club event can you do the familiar trip with Yuuji as reader & Sukuna’s child, with 7 27 30? I really like dad!sukuna😭

yes of course ! i hope you like it !

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7. going to the beach!

27. showing a child the sea for the first time

30. taking pics of the trip

tw: the reader is referred as "mom" by Yuuji because i don't know what too put instead, neutral gender fem bodied reader.

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"Come on dad, come on, come on, wake up, wake up! It's sunny!" Sukuna's grip on your waist softens a bit, right before getting his body even closer to yours. Yuuji starts again. "Dad, today we are going to see the ocean! We can't miss it!" You're too sleepy to form a coherent phrase on your head to answer your poor child, but Sukuna's voice speaks before you.

"It's still too early, Yuuji. We don't want to wake up the little animals that sleep on the sea, right? Go back to bed and sleep a little more." with the final sentence, Sukuna hides his face again on your neck. You feel Yuuji's little steps before feeling him snuggle against your body. You open your eyes a little to see your son against your chest, sneaking between your arms. Hugging him, the child whispers. "Mom, can I wait here with you?" he asks. You nod quietly, caressing his hair. You can feel how Sukuna's hand sneaks passing your waist to hold your child.

It's not a long time after when you hear Sukuna's phone ringing. Yuuji moves between your arms, waking up slowly until he realizes what does that mean. He gets up fast, looking at both his parents. "Time to go to the beach!" he says. You stretch in your little bed space and Sukuna yawns before sitting on the bed. He takes Yuuji between his arms.

"Let's get a shower and dressed while mom wakes up, yeah?" Yuuji nods and both of them leave the bed and the room under your sleepy gaze. You obligate yourself to sit in bed. Yesterday, it was too late when you arrived to the hotel, and little Yuuji slept since the plane landed, without having more dinner than a glass of warm milk with chocolate. Sukuna stayed awake with you, helping you to order the luggage, taking a relaxing bath and preparing Yuuji's bag for the beach. After some cuddling and pillow talk, you two fell asleep.

You take a swimsuit and a long t-shirt you can use for the beach, making sure the window is covered with the curtains before putting it on. You head to the kitchen with the idea of making some breakfast, but the smell of coffee and something being cooked reaches you. Yuuji is sitting on the table, sipping his chocolate from a straw, and there are two cups of coffee, one if front of the other, in both sides of the child. You get closer to Sukuna, seeing that he's cooking a couple sandwiches to have as a breakfast.

"Need help?" You ask, taking a plate. Plate that Sukuna takes away, winking at you.

"No need. Just sit. Your coffee has a little bit of chocolate, as you like." With a kiss on his still naked shoulder, right on a tattoo, you sit near to your son. He looks at you with a smile.

"Do you know that fishes like Nemo live in the sea? Dad told me a lot of things!" He keeps talking and Sukuna serves the breakfast. Right after finishing, your partner gets dressed with a plain t-shirt and you adjust Yuuji's backpack, that contains some toys, before giving him some instructions.

"Be careful and don't lose any toy, yeah? You know that Gojo bought them to you! Also, be careful with the sea, yeah? Don't go too far from mom and dad and always ask us to accompany you to the water, yes, baby?" Yuuji nods quietly, understanding all you're saying. "Be careful, please." Yuuji nods, this time with energy, before kissing your cheek.

"I will mommy!" he says, excited. Taking your bag, the three of you leave the hotel room heading to the beach. Yuuji asks his dad to lift him up and he does, sitting the little child on his shoulders. It's almost impossible to deny the kinship between them. Yuuji is, basically, a copy of his father, with more chubby cheeks and the absence of tattoos, of course. Yuuji smiles openly before talking, interrupting the little chat you and Sukuna have been having for the last ten minutes. "Look! That's water! It's that the sea, dad?!" he asks, pure excitement on his voice and eyes. Sukuna nods, his son still sitting on his shoulders, the man's hands holding his child's legs, avoiding him to fall.

"Mom, mom, look, the sea!" he laughs and claps quietly. Even when Sukuna has a neutral expression on his face, you can see the happiness shining on his eyes.

After putting all the towels and beach things on a calm cove, you apply sun protector to Yuuji, but he's too excited to go near the water.

"Can we go, mommy?" he asks, helping you to put sunscreen on. Some groups of people have put their towels around.

"Wait for me to help mom to put sunscreen on, yeah?" Sukuna says, sunglasses hiding his eyes and the tattoos under them, taking the sun protector and gently applying it on your back, massaging quietly. He has his t-shirt still on. Yuuji gets up once he's done and he runs near his dad. "Dad, I'll help you!" Yuuji's little pair of hands massage your arms as Sukuna's ones put the sunscreen on your back. Once the three of you are ready, Sukuna takes his shirt off and his phone on his hand. A couple girls turn their heads to see him, taking off the shirt that smoothly. He passes an arm around your shoulders as he talks. "Oi, Yuuji, don't run you buddy."

But Yuuji is still too excited. Sukuna hands your his phone as he runs to take your child. You quickly open the camera, capturing in a video the moment where the father runs after the child, taking him on his arms while both of them laugh. His phone is quickly full of pictures of little Yuuji, trying the water with his feet, swimming with dad's help, a cute portrait of you with Yuuji wrapped in a towel, sitting between your legs as you hug him. Yuuji also takes a picture of the two of you helping him with a sand castle!

The day at the beach has easily became one of the most magical days on Yuuji's 6 years of life. He saw fishes, crabs, even a couple starfishes! Dad has helped him to build an enormous castle and you helped him to swim on the sea! Going back to the hotel, at afternoon, Yuuji is wrapped in his towel, between your arms, calmly sleeping against your chest after the waste of energy he had. His little hand is gripped to your t-shirt as Sukuna is carrying all the stuff. You leave him on his bed as soon as you three arrive to your room. Then, when your two are back in your bed, you look at the pictures that you took of the day. Sukuna moves quietly to be able to kiss your forehead.

"Thanks." he says, while still looking to the pictures.

"For what?" you ask, looking to the picture that a woman near took of the three of you. She even said you were the cutest family she had ever seen!

"For letting me be happy with you and Yuuji. Thanks, y/n"