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Kitchen encounters with the King of Curses

SUKUNA X F!READER// fluff+ nsfw!!// 1.9k+

the 3 kitchen encounters that changed your relationship with Sukuna. 

#58 “Do you know how beautiful you are? It’s truly distracting.” 

 #61 “If you don’t change out of those shorts and into some pants I’ll have them around your ankles by lunch time.”

#99 “You know, there wasn’t a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in.” 

(Tags/Warnings- starts out with crack and fluff but MAJOR smut and filth at the end! Degradation, Oral (receiving), creampie, being bent over a table??)

A/N: you can either consider the reader to be in a poly relationship with both Yuji and Sukuna, or you can just take Yuji as your room-mate/friend. 

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“Oh my god stop it- what is wrong with you argh-”

“I will burn down this kitchen the next time you try to put such an atrocious thing near me again-”

You snorted in the corner, hands coming up to suppress your uncontrollable laughter. You never thought there would be a day you’d watch the mouth of your lover try to attack it’s own host (and your room-mate) after Yuji had promptly tried to pop in a piece of coffee jelly into the mouth on his palm. Noticing your presence, the curse spat a few bitter words at you too while Yuji pleaded for your help in the background,

“He said he was hungry!” Yuji exclaimed, throwing his hands up.

“Well, I don’t think he did anything wrong then Sukuna, it’s not like you specified what you were hungry for...” You replied, tone laced with playfulness as you watched the mouth disappear from Yuji’s palm.

It was silent for a while, and you heard Yuji sigh with relief, but it was short-lived as the mouth once again reappeared on his neck, a smirk growing as it lowly said,

“Now that I think of it, I do know what I’m hungry for. You know, there wasn’t a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in.”

The comment was enough to make heat crawl up your entire face, prompting Yuji to shoo away at the mouth with his hand (not a great idea because he did get bitten in the process). 

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“Where’s the milk?”

You yelped, almost dropping the said milk carton at the sudden intrusion of a deep voice that you didn’t think you would ever get used to. Turning around, you realised that it wasn’t just a mouth on some part of Yuji’s body that spoke, but the king of curses in flesh himself. Very much in flesh indeed as he walked around in just a pair of sweatpants. Concentrating hard on keeping your eyes above his chest, you asked,

“Must you get rid of the shirt every single time you shift?”

“Yes” he replied without missing a beat. You pretended to ignore the sharp-set pair of eyes that were darting down your bare legs.

“And why do you need milk ? I didn’t think you required food for sustenance...or even preferred it.”

“I need it to take a bath of course.”

You scrunched your eyebrows, head tilting in confusion as you contemplated if he was being serious.

He countered with a look of his own that made it seem like his request was the most obvious thing in the world.

“And perhaps..you can join me” He said while covering the distance between you both in two long strides

Your face flustered at his suggestive tone, a hand reaching down to tug at your over-sized shirt nervously. His eyes darkened as his eyes raked down your body once more. Your breath hitched in your throat as he placed a hand right beside your head on the kitchen shelf, leaning forward until you could feel his breath on your neck,

“If you don’t change out of those shorts and into some pants , I’ll have them around your ankles by lunch time.” he whispered.

You gasped, half intimidated- half excited as his other hand lightly trailed up your side. But then just as quickly, you felt the warmth of his bare skin leave as he took a few steps back away from you. Noticing the sudden emptiness in your hand, you snapped your head up, your eyes meeting a pair of mischievous ones , whose possessor now held the milk carton in one hand as he walked away whistling a tune you didn’t quite know.

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It would be an understatement to say that Yuji’s mission had been a train-wreck. The biggest flaw being that you, a civilian, not only got dragged into it, but were also gravely injured. The higher ups had only let him get away with it because despite being utterly beaten and ruined himself, he had still risked his life to make sure he carried you to safety. No one knew that it wasn’t actually Yuji, who had ended up succumbing to his injuries, but the malicious curse instead who had gently nosed at your hair, carrying you back home as he, in his words, “forbid you from leaving him alone in this ramshackled world.”

That was the last you had seen of him, Yuji being caught up in meetings with the higher ups as you stayed in the now protected apartment, still recovering. And now here you were, standing in the kitchen in a comfy pair of shorts and sweatshirt, waiting for your tea to heat up in the microwave.

“Well, well, what did I say about you not changing out of those shorts...” 

Your entire body stilled for a second at the voice that had become as familiar to you as the back of your hand. Turning around, your eyes met his, relieved that he was finally back. 

Sukuna seemed to be in a daze as you walked towards him, your arms encasing his torso as you buried your head into his chest. When you didn’t feel him embrace you back, you pulled away worriedly. You knew it wasn’t just the strain on Yuji’s body that made him seem tired, his eyes were sunken, almost hollowed out as he continued to stare into your face. Your hand reached up to caress his face as a way of asking if he was okay. That finally seemed to snap him back to reality as leaned further into your touch.

“Do you know how beautiful you are? It’s truly distracting.” He mumbled onto the skin of your palm, eyes moving up to meet yours.

Your heart swelled with joy at the raw tenderness in his words. Getting up on your tip-toes, you pressed your lips to his, hands moving to entangle in his hair. Small pecks turned into deep passionate kisses as your tongues clashed with each other. You lightly squealed as his arms wrapped around you, easily picking you up and putting you on the marble counter-top.

For once you were mad that he hadn’t ripped apart Yuji’s shirt as your hands slid under it to run your nails across his muscular abdomen. He got the message as he deftly pulled it over his head in one go, doing the same for your shirt and bra that were ripped off of you and discarded somewhere on the floor. Your shorts soon enough joining the pile.

Sukuna’s hands wandered and travelled all across the expanse of your body. Everywhere except for right where you wanted him. His mouth sucked hickeys onto the skin of your neck as his hands fondled your breasts, rolling around and pinching your sensitive nipples.

You cried out his name, a plea asking for more. It was the sweetest sound he had ever heard and the curse decided that it won’t be the last time he does so. His lips trailed down your body, making sure to leave a trail of evidence behind, teeth coming into the mix to leave a bite-mark every now and then. Looking up at you from between your thighs, he had never had a better view. His mouth watered at the sight of your dripping heat as he pulled apart your legs. You were literally spread out like a feast on the table, a feast that was all for him to enjoy.

“Plea-please- need you to touch me.”

“Patience, my love.”

He ran a digit around your sensitive nub, another finger dipping down to add some lubrication to his perverse ministrations. You swore you saw stars as he finally leaned forward, pulling your thighs over his shoulders as his tongue rolled out to lick a broad stripe across your folds. The moans of your pleasure mixed in with the slurping sounds of him licking away at your juices only seemed to spur him on further as his lips suctioned around your swollen clit, making you buck your hips into his face. One of his hands slid up to knead one of your tits as he continued to devour you. You suddenly felt a wet sensation across your nipple, looking down to see the mouth on his palm nibbling at your bud. The mouth on his palm pulled your nipple into its mouth at the same time that Sukuna’s tongue latched around your clit, his teeth lightly grazing the hood making you scream out his name as your orgasm crashed through you.

Your chest was heaving, eyes still closed when he came up, teeth nibbling on the side of your jaw as his hand pushed away stray hair out of your face,

“You were so needy just a while ago. Already tired are we?” He asked in a playful mocking tone.

“Not in the-” You panted slightly, “...least bit.”

He looked up at you, hooded eyes filled with lust as he licked a stripe right across your jaw to your ear, before moving away, making you whine.

“So impatient...” He commented, clicking his tongue as he pulled you up, melding his lips with yours once more as your hands moved to explore the expanse of his broad shoulders.

“I want you bent over this counter. Now.” He growled out against your lips, barely moving back as you rushed to hop down and turn over, his hands already pushing your back down.

One of his hands reached to the front to rub your slick heat, the other pulling his thick member out of his briefs, a moan escaping your mouth as he lightly tapped it against the inside of your thigh.

“ah- fuck-” You moaned out loud as two of his fingers filled you up, but it wasn’t enough, “Sukuna- please- need you to inside me so bad” You choked on your words as you begged.

“Only since you asked so nicely.” was the response as the hand that was covered in your slick now moved up to wrap across your throat as Sukuna lined himself up with your folds. You threw your head back against his chest, gripping the edge of the table as he entered you.

“I’m not even halfway through and you’re already so stretched out...stuffed all full of my cock like the needy little slut you are huh?”

Your eyes rolled back at his filthy words, hips jutting out towards him more as he filled you completely. Both of you moaned in unison as he started to move, hands gripping onto your hips tight enough to leave bruises as he relentlessly thrusted into you. You groaned in both pain and pleasure as a harsh slap came down onto your ass, followed by an arm lifting one of your legs up. His cock brushed against that one sensitive spot inside your walls at the new angle, his thrusts getting deeper with each stroke as you came undone once again with a loud scream, his name like a plea on your lips. Sukuna found his own release soon enough, pulling out to spray the lower half of your back with his seed, making a mess everywhere.

You were in a post-sex daze as you felt yourself being lifted up and carried into the bathroom. Soon enough, you found yourself being lowered into a hot bath, another body joining you as arms wrapped around your figure, making you sigh and nuzzle into the familiar scent. You felt your eyes fall shut, a small smile still etched on your lips, unbeknown to the two pair of eyes on the curse’s face, filled with adoration, as they stared down at you. 

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The next morning, you sat on the same countertop you had been utterly ruined on top of last night, the eyes of your lover  (who had reluctantly carried you out from the comfort of your bed because you were hungry at 6 am and couldn’t walk by yourself) met yours as he pulled out the box of blueberries from the fridge.

“Maybe you’d like to give another chance to coffee jelly now-”

“I will kill you-”

“I’ll feed it to you if you want you kno-”

You were cut off by a pair of lips pressing against your own in a gentle kiss,

“I have something much more delicious right here already.”

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𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙎𝙀𝙉𝙎𝙐𝘼𝙇 𝙎𝙀𝙓. 𝘴𝘩𝘦/𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘴. 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥─𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯, 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭…𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘷𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘤, 𝘭𝘰𝘭. 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬, 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘮𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 (𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘵), 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬'𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬, 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘦, 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘷𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬.. 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙢? 𝘪𝘥𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵, 𝘬? 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺. 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 2𝙠. 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙤3 ♡ 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘶𝘴 𝘖𝘕𝘓𝘠. 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘋𝘕𝘐.

You never expected to find yourself in this position right now—something you had already thought of countless times. A noble vampire beneath you as you’re riding his dick while your blood is in a glass that he sips pleasurably. Crowley Eusford. The guilty pleasure that you can’t seem to get enough of. How did you get into this position? Long story short. You exchanged your blood—and pussy, to protect your friends from harm. From the moment he saw you, he became obsessed. The sweet scent of your blood trailed an aroma he had never smelled before. To him, you were unique. Although he retained a sense of calmness, Crowley made it no secret how badly he craved a human such as yourself. He just knew you would taste good. Your natural beauty was enough evidence. And now, as he sat comfortably, watching soft moans escape your pretty two-toned lips, he couldn’t be more pleased.

You bounced on his cock at a rhythmic pace as you gazed maliciously at those scarlet eyes. You hated vampires. You hated Crowley, but your pussy couldn’t go another day without being stuffed by his length. It didn’t help that he was quite handsome, too. How his pale skin flushed heat, eyes locking on you while you were above him. That sexy broad chest your hands rested on to balance. His red bangs stuck to his forehead, coated with beads of sweat. He was fucking hell. And although you felt guilty for your current actions, it would be a lie if you said you didn’t feel like you were on cloud nine. After many occasions of having sex, Crowley’s size was something you still had to adjust to. He was big. A little too big. However, you had no complaints while feeling his veiny dick imprint your insides.

The office was filled with sounds of your ass smacking against his skin. Your essences dripped between your thighs and his balls. Your pride refused to further allow him to hear your shrieks of ecstasy, so you nipped on your bottom lip to bite back your moans. He chuckled, thinking how stubborn you were being. Crowley knew you were enjoying this just as much as he was. How your wet pussy clenched his dick perfectly in hopes of chasing your release. The cream became thicker and thicker every time you dissolved yourself onto his length. Your pretty brown nipples harden from the cool air and the immense pleasure. Whether or not you wanted to admit it, you were fucked out your mind. You kept trying to convince yourself this was for the protection of your comrades, but somehow you found yourself on Crowley’s cock more often than usual. 

“I wonder what your comrades would think if they knew their precious teammate was being a little slut for a noble vampire?” 

You glared at him, still riding his dick. “F-Fuck you.”

“You already are, love. And you look so beautiful while doing so. This pussy—so wet and warm,” he breathes, taking a sip of your blood. “You taste so delectable. It’s almost hard for me to believe that you proposed both your blood and insides to me. It’s like I’m being spoiled.”

You glanced at the glass in Crowley’s hand, then averted your eyes back to him, rolling them in ecstasy. His free hand began exploring your curves, mesmerized by how the droplets of sweat caused your deep complexion to glow. Oh, how lucky he felt for having the top floor of Nagoya City Hall to himself so he could admire how the moonlight descended upon your skin. His hand finally found comfort on the peak of your breast, which you shivered from his cool touch. The calluses of his index finger and thumb grazed your nipples, squeezing in circular motions to further your arousal. An involuntary shriek slipped through your lips, causing him to smirk. Your back arched in pure bliss as you began sensually rolling your hips onto his. 

His favorite cockwarmer was gripping his dick with no intention of letting go. A string of curse words aired through his mouth, indicating his approval. You lolled your head back, which gave him the perfect access to savor your skin. It’s as if you felt his length deepen inside you from just him sitting up. Crowley’s tongue explored your neck until it found that lovely sweet spot that had your moans in a dulcet harmony. He carefully nipped at your flesh, ensuring not to get too greedy by latching his fangs into your skin. That alone had your breaths shaky. Crowley didn’t deserve to hear your sounds of pleasure. However, it was hard to hold back how his cock sank into your pussy. 

Your skin was sweet, like your blood, as he continued to take slow and hungry strokes. He began trailing up your neck with wet kisses until he reached your plush lips, grabbing your chin to place a sensual smooch. You returned the kiss, but in doing so, you kept your eyes open to glare down at him. He knew that you were. You always did this when he was stuffed inside you, but he didn’t care. In the end, Crowley continued to get what he desired—you. A few times a week, he would get a supply of your palatable blood and your succulent cunt drowning on his cock. As long as he got what he wanted, he didn’t give a fuck about how you looked at him. Despite that, you still had this intoxicating expression that made him want you even more. 

"You are so fucking sexy. Being such a good slut riding my cock like this," he cooed, causing your pussy to clench. "Hm, you like it when I talk to you like that, don't you? I feel that pussy hugging me. What is this? The third time you've cummed already? Go ahead. Cum for me again, [Y/N]."

“N-No—fuck,” you softy whimpered. 

"Haha, you can be stubborn all you want, but you know who this pussy belongs to. It was made for me. It fits so perfectly around me. Just admit that you're enjoying yourself, my sweet [Y/N]."

You shook your head, pressing your forehead onto his. “S-Shut up. S-Shut the—fuck—up.”

“And you sound so pretty whimpering on my cock like that,” he rasped, nipping your bottom lip. He continued to whisper honeyed praises as he felt your release approaching. “You’re doing so well taking me. I’m going to stuff this pretty pussy with all my hot cum, and I want to hear you beg for it.”

“N-No.”

“Beg, [Y/N].”

“…”

He lowered his voice to a lower octave, licking the curve of your ear.  “Beg, pretty girl.”

That was it. Crowley always knew how to get you there. At this moment, your body shattered into pieces. "Fuck. Fuck me, Crowley. Please fuck me harder. I—I want to feel that cum in my pussy.” 

"That's my girl." He chugged the remnant of your blood in the glass to latch onto your thick waist. Crowley took an unrelenting tempo as he pounded into your needy cunt. Your wetness being played with surfaced the air. You howled, repeatedly moaning his name until your breaths became lost in your throat. He pleasurably glided his tongue along his bottom lip from seeing how sweet you looked. Those full tits that bounced hastily every thrust he made. Your back arching in pure delight. The plush of your ass slapping his skin. How your pussy was being stirred by his cock, creating the perfect gushing sound. Fuck, it felt so damn good. You hate to admit it, but this vampire was fucking you so well. 

Crowley ruined you. He showed no mercy while working open those silk walls of yours. Every thrust he did, he ensured your cervix wasn't kept waiting. His lips ghosted over your ear, telling you how good your pussy feels and that you're his and his only. If you dare allow someone else to have you like this, he would simply rip their head off. Why did that turn you on? You couldn't explain it. The tighter your cunt wrapped around him, you knew you peaked at your release. He couldn't get over that ethereal pornographic expression on your face. Your brows knitted and lips slightly parted but no words aired through. You always look beautiful, yes. However, at this moment? To him? This was your most breathtaking state, and seeing you like this caused him to snap. 

That sense of calmness he had was now gone. Crowley abruptly lifted you, swiping off whatever bullshit on the desk to place you on your back. His pace became more brutal as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm. The heat on his face became evident, having an animalistic-like twinkle in his eyes. "It's too much," you whimpered, still being sensitive from your previous finish, but he kept going. Crowley nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, gliding his tongue along your skin to savor your taste. His hand fondled your nipple while the other began circling your clit, slamming into your pussy. The moan you let out was even foreign to you. Why was he fucking you like this? You were overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, but it felt amazing. You snaked your legs around his hips and continued to take him. 

"Crowley! Oh, God! F-Fuck, please. Please don't stop."

“Keep saying my name like that,” he growled. 

“Crowley, I—I think I’m about to cum again. W-Wait.”

He applied more pressure to your clit, fucking you harder until the desk creaked. "This pussy is mine, [Y/N]. I swear to you, if anyone has this access to you, I will kill them. Do you understand me?"

“O-Okay. It’s yours, Crowley. It’s yours,” you stammered.

"Good. Now, allow me to make my sweet girl cum once more before letting her go for the night." He kissed your lips sensually before leveling up his body to stare into your brown eyes to watch you cum. His hand at your nipple made its way to find comfort around your neck. The pressure Crowley applied was just enough so he could hear those pretty moans. Tears of ecstasy pricked your eyes as you felt another release coming. This one felt different. Your breaths were hitched, and your legs began to tremble. You were too fucked to even focus on the splashing sensation pooled between you. However, you returned to reality once you felt fangs penetrate your flesh and his hot cum milking your insides, causing you to arch in pure bliss once again. 

Maybe you were a masochist?

“Crowley,” you whimpered.

“So fucking good. Your blood is so intoxicating, [Y/N]. And this wet pussy is perfect—so tight—so warm.”

After painting your insides, Crowley relaxed his body onto yours, allowing his cock to warm up a bit longer in your pussy. Although he never sucked your blood directly from your neck before, it was something about tonight where he felt like he was caught in the heat of the moment. It's been almost days since Crowley last saw you, and his bloodsucking urgencies (and needy friend, of course) just needed some relief. He detached from your neck, lapping at the spot he bit to alleviate the pain. You shared a final moan once he pulled his cock out of you. Your pussy was coated with a mixture of your wetness and his seed. Crowley didn't want one drop wasting, so he swirled his finger in your wrecked cunt to spread it, causing a soft groan to escape your lips. 

You began putting back on your clothes to return to Shibuya after being gone for hours. Usually, you only spend an hour with Crowley, but it seems like you got carried away. How were you going to explain this to Guren? You didn't know. However, that's an issue you'll think about once it gets your attention. 

"It seems like I got carried away. I do apologize for biting your neck," he sneered.

You glared at him before walking out the door. “Fuck you.”

“You-”

“Don’t even fucking say it.”

"I'll see you tomorrow night?" he asked, but before receiving his answer, you slammed the door, which caused him to chuckle and whisper to himself, "Don't worry—you'll be back."

𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀. ♡

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Imagine this; you’re a member of the Eternal Paradise cult, kneeling before your god in hopes that he’ll grant your wish. You’ve been trying to have a baby for nearly a year now to no avail. Your periods come regularly, you’ve never had any debilitating sicknesses, and there’s never been a history of infertility in your family, so by all means you should be able to have a child, but still you remain unblessed!

Douma smiles down at you with a hum. “Let’s see what I can do about that”

& — 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄 !

— # a/n : omg !! fleur !! this was so yummy and delicious !! i hope you like this as much as i do !! i added a bit of more details to the plot, hopefully you don't mind !

— # cw : nsfw !! breeding, mentions of pregnancy, LOTS of cum, cumflation ( kinda ), cheating on your spouse, douma highkey manipulating you into letting him fuck you, very minor character death, unbalanced power dynamics, calling douma your lord, etc .

"really?!"

you asked hopefully, staring up at douma who was seated in his throne of cushions, he was staring down at you - his gorgeous rainbow eyes practically glowing. he nodded his head, a grin on his lips. "of course, i'd be happy to help such a sweet woman." he replied, his large hands gently cupping your face, his thumb stroked your cheek, comforting your anxiety.

you nuzzled into his cold hands, you were on your knees before him, your shoulders moved forward to lean more into his touch. "lord founder douma, how will you help?" you asked with a hopeful glint in your voice.

you had your own husband, the two of you had been trying to convive for months now, but it's just not working! a feeling of pain always crosses your chest when you see your period arrive - you've tried everything in your power, pray, different positions, eating healthier, and nothing! coming to your lord was your last resort.

douma hummed gleefully, he tore his gaze away from you before looking around the room, no one else was present, just you and him, the shoji doors were shut too - perfect timing, douma looked back at you before moving his hands away from your pretty face, he gently caressed your hair.

"undress for me," he said, almost as if he had no care in the world, your eyes widened in surprise at such a command, no way he just requested such a deed. but his gaze was focused on you directly, he was waiting for you to start. gently shaking your head, your hands landed on your lap. your fingers instinctively toying with your wedding band on your finger. "lord founder douma, i mustn't. i-i'm married." you protested, but your words were soft and shaky, sounding unsure.

"really now?" douma replied, he still smiled, not really caring for your spouse. you nodded, "well, you say you have no illnesses that cause infertility and have a normal cycle, maybe it your husband that can't give you the child you crave." douma said raising his pointer finger matter-of-factly, you were left baffled. your husband not being able to give you a child? no! that couldn't be right!

"b-but! i-!" you stammered, your head not being able to wrap around what douma was saying, but he only laughed. "my dear, there is only one way to find out, now, do you want my help or no?" he said, leaning his weight into his palm, you let out a shaky breath. you needed a child, it's the most you craved in your life! being able to bare a sweet child, nurture for it, then watch it grow, this is the future you've always envisioned in yourself. now, douma was giving you two options, either take his help or go back to your possibly infertile spouse.

all your memories were rushing through your head, you knew infidelity would be horrible in your name, "i-i want your help, lord founder douma, b-but my husband - i don't want to be seen as.. a common whore." you spoke quietly, shame bubbling in your chest, how amusing.

douma raised his eyebrow at this, he had forgotten how cruel society was and how condescending they could be, he moved his hand to his chin almost as he was pondering. after a few seconds he snapped his fingers, "i've got it! no need to stress it, i will ensure nothing happens to you and i'll take care of your husband." he said with a smile, bloodlust pooling behind it, he could just kill your husband and play it off as if you were his wife if you were true to bare his child.

his words brought you comfort, a small warm formed in your chest, this was your chance, your chance to become a mother like you've been dreaming of - shaking off the guilt that grew in the back of your head, you nodded. "o-okay, please help me, lord founder douma." you spoke meekly, melting under his gaze.

douma grinned, good girl, clapped his hands together and started down at you. "well, my dear, undress for me."

the noise of skin slapping was loud, bouncing off the room's walls, your moans were broken and loud - your thighs were pushed up right against your chest, douma's large hands holding them flush against your chest.

he had you folded into a nice mating press, douma used his own body weight to keep you right where you are. his claws dug into your skin, barely breaking skin, his grip on the back of your thighs was rough. his hips kept pushing flush against your own, shoving his large cock deep inside you, his cock's tip knocking against your cervix. his cock kept pushing his cum deep inside your cunt, keeping you nice and bred.

your brain was out of it, you had already climaxed over a solid four times, and probably more, douma has had his fair share of climaxes too, but his stamina was much stronger than yours - he had no means of stopping, not yet, at least.

he needed to ensure that he could fulfill your prayers, make you bare his child, make sure you'd be nice and round by the next few months. besides, your cute little reactions only made the experience better, your fucked out face, your begs, your moans, how compliant you were. by now, he knew he would discard of your husband, you were too cute - there was no way you would slip through his fingers.

there was a thin sheet of sweat that covered your bodies, small drops of sweat slowly rolling down your skin, douma was loving it. as he fucked you senseless, there was pleasured grin on his lips, his pace not faltering, in fact, it felt like he was going faster. too fast for your fucked out brain to process.

your moans were slipping past your lips like an endless melody, you just couldn't hold yourself back from being loud while douma fucked you senseless.

you felt stuffed, it felt like his thick cum was bloating out your stomach; if that was even possible. yours hands gripped his thighs as he pounded in and out of you, over and over again.

douma wasn't quiet either, moans slipped past his lips freely, as well as dirty talk, his mouth was foul, but it only made your walls tighten around him.

douma's head rolled back slightly as his hips kept smashing against yours, a fucked out smile on his lips, "you keep sucking me in, my dear!~ you really want me to leave you nice a b-bred, huh? you want to have your god's child, don't you?~" he babbled out, you just cried out and nodded your head eagerly. "y-yes, m'lord, please! give me your children!" you cried out almost desperately.

douma groaned, sweet woman, begging for his cum, begging to bare a demon's child unknowingly. no worries, he will fulfill anything you beg him for.

your cunt was an absolute mess, his cum even stained your thighs as well as his pubic bone and balls, the amount of cum that was shared in between the two of you was downright filthy, but it felt so good. the thought of your husband was fucked right out of your brain, the only thing you could think about was douma, his cum, and being his pretty little breeding bunny.

douma's moans only got louder and louder as the seconds passed, a tight pressure coarsing through his body. "oh, my dear!~ m'gonna cum again! m'gonna f-fill you up nice and good!" he moaned out happily, his smile still on his lips as his eyes rolled back sensually.

douma bit his bottom lip at the pleasure he felt, small drops of sweat slowly gliding down his temple.

you nodded your head at his words, incoherent moans and begs for his cum leaving your lips. drool pooled from your lips as your body was used as a cumdump but, that's what you wanted, right?

douma finally shoved his cock deep inside your cunt, pressing his cock right against your cervix, his cum came spurting out - a whorish moan leaving his lips as his eyes rolled back in glee, he still bit his bottom lip, but he was still smiling. he was almost like a dog in heat, fucking you over and over.

you gasped, feeling another round of cum fill your cunny, it almost felt like he was filling up your womb!

normally, a normal man's cock would soften up by now, but after douma's cum stopped spurting out of him, he only looked down at you. grinning, douma moved one hand and slapped your cheek, making sure you don't pass out on him. you stared at him hazily, you swore he could fuck you till you passed out - and you knew that he wouldn't stop even then. douma pouted fakely seeing you like this.

"aw, c'mon, my dear! don't die out on me yet! you asked for this, didn't you?" he said, and you meekly nodded. douma hummed, pleased with your answer, he then pulled his hips back and thrusted back inside you. "well, let's continue!" he said joyfully, going back to fucking you senseless.

the squelching noises that came from your cunt were loud and obnoxious, his cum practically pooled below you, the sticky substance leaving strings connecting to your skin as his with every thrust. your body shook in overstimulation, how could he not be tired? but, you still cried out in pleasure, maybe some pain mixed in from the general overstimulation and his claws digging into your skin.

needless to say, it was no surprise to see your stomach slowly bloating up after a few months later. his heir growing in your womb, your husband now out of the picture with douma filling in the spot.

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Me: no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponent al, logarithmic, while i gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cow girl, doggy, backwards, forwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick thribbing, first clenching, ear rining, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling. teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip bitting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, cant walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail stractching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, slendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tangos, clean me and kick me, I would say thank you

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Hello what are your thoughts on toji x reader but toji has a massive breeding kink

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─── ☆ genre and warnings. +18 nsfw under the cut. minors dni, just porn no plot, drabble, sweaty sex, body worship, mating press, hickeys, biting, overstimulation, marking, mentions of dilf!toji, size kink(?), choking | — feedback is always welcomed & don't forget to reblog 🤍

Like molten lava Toji’s lips felt pressed against your already warm skin, his weight pressed against your back caging you against the mattress.

His hands were planted around your hips, lifting them just inches away from the mattress to better arch your ass in the right position for him to hump his length inside of you.

With each thrust, his chin rests just in the dip of your shoulder, vocal. His gruff moans and muffled praise about how good you felt were all you could hear over the sound of your own.

Despite coming over three times, Toji seemed to always encourage you to accomplish higher numbers, at least lasting until the point of exhaustion.

All the man had was pent-up energy from years of distracting himself with work and being a single father for so long, providing for his family. 

So when you strutted into his life ready to jump his bones as the first woman to have sex with him since the birth of his son, you better believe Toji took the opportunity to fuck you into his king-sized mattress with open arms.

But that didn't mean that you still couldn’t complain as he fucked you until your legs trembled, your thighs were covered in dark hickeys, pussy was practically raw from the overstimulation and, god forbid, the heat. 

Sweating all over each other as the temperature from your friction seemed to warm up, turning the bedroom into a personal sauna.

Toji’s hips ground into your ass, the angle hit just the right spot that you had whimpering out his name like a prayer.

You felt cock dumb being spread out starch naked and having his weight press you down, his legs in between yours as he held you down in place.

He had disregarded the condom during the first round, and just that reminder had your head spinning.

Your nails fisted into the blankets for dear life as he trailed kisses along the back of your neck. His soothing kisses were soon replaced with teasing bite marks, making you jolt as another orgasm started to creep on both of you.

The feeling was dangerous, having Toji cum inside of you for the first time, all you could think about was him stuffing you full. The possibility of getting you pregnant seemed to be the clearest thought in his mind as he panted against your hips, rutting roughly.

His fingers wrap around your neck, lifting your face from the blankets and craning your neck just enough to catch you in a messy kiss. 

You hadn't given it much thought because you were too preoccupied with the sensation of his sudden deep thrust to breathe properly as his warm cum painted your insides white. 

The rest of his weight fell against you, and the spark you felt having him still inside you as he struggled to catch his own breath was indescribable. 

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summary: being the product of a secret relationship between a human scientist and a na’vi comes with its perks. one of them being neteyam sully.

pairing: neteyam x fem!na’vi/human reader

warnings: heavvyyyyyyy smooching, angry jake, mention of parent dying/leaving, also things get a lil spicy, one use of y/n.

note: tell a friend to tell a friend she’s baaaaaack !!!!! i haven’t written something in so long so my grammar is kinda shit, so if you see something that doesn’t make sense ignore it! anyway- reader & neteyam are aged up to twenty years old. also reader is 6ft since she’s na’vi/human, but she’s still small compared to him since he’s like 8’2. 

no one knew how it happened- how you happened. how a human scientist and na’vi mated; it should have been impossible, but somehow they made it possible. 

your mother travelled from earth to pandora to study the native species of the omaticaya clan. during her studies, one particular na’vi caught her eye, and sooner than later they developed a secret relationship and fell deeply in love. 

they were inseparable- he taught her the ways of the forest and showed her how the na’vi live day to day. while your mother brought him along to collect samples of the environment around her, and he kept her safe as they explored.

the battle between the sky people and the na’vi, unfortunately ended with your father dying at the hands of your mothers colleagues. the omaticaya finally won, but when the rest of the human soldiers were sent back to earth, your mother was stuck. 

she was unable to travel in cryosleep while carrying you, so she was forced to stay on pandora and live out the rest of her pregnancy on the foreign planet. 

the only person who knew the identity of your father, was your mother and grace. everyone else assumed some soldier knocked up your mom, but boy, were they wrong. 

when you were born, your eye shape and color of your skin resembled your mothers, but the color of your irises were a deep amber, almost glowing yellow. darkened skin-colored stripes decorate your body head to toe, and white freckles adorn your facial features. 

the secret was out- you’re half na’vi, and half human. 

once the clan found out the scientists child is part na’vi, they took you under their wing to teach you their ways. your mother became extremely jealous, knowing that she could never be accepted by them like you have.

at the mere age of four, your mother left the base to travel back to earth without you. leaving you under the care of norm, max, jake and the rest of the clan.

thankfully being part na’vi and human, you’re able to breathe both types of air. mo’at became your motherly figure once your mom disappeared, quickly helping you adapt to their lifestyle in the forest.

over the years, you started to realize that you were different from the other na’vi children. you’re shorter in height, aren’t as fast, and you didn’t have their azure-colored skin. but somehow, you still felt as if you were a part of them. 

you became close to neytiri and jake’s kids, mostly kiri. you grew up with her and neteyam, but as you blossomed into a woman you wouldn’t dare to look him in the eyes. 

fearing that he’d realize your true feelings for him if he stared into them too long. 

throughout your teen years, you casually dated a few na’vi boys, but none of them were neteyam sully. nobody could compare, you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. 

even now as a young adult, those old feelings can’t be choked down anymore. the same feelings you had about the eldest sully boy when you were younger. 

“stop drooling.” kiri teases you under her breath as her hands work to weave a basket. 

you’re knocked out of your trance, head whipping to face her. “no! i am not drooling.” you scoff and shake your head as you continue tucking leaves into the correct shape. you can feel your cheeks burning hot from her catching you staring at her older brother. 

you glance up from your working hands, admiring how neteyam effortlessly spears a fish in the water that he’s standing ankle-deep in. he lets out a triumphant laugh as lo’ak hollers proudly at him from the grass. 

“yeah, bro! get that fiiiiiish!” the younger boy whoops happily with his hands cupped around his mouth to amplify the sound.

the older brother turns his head to see who else could have noticed the catch, barely making eye contact with you before your eyes drop back down to your hands. 

swiftly, you busy yourself with tucking the leaves into each other. your pointed ears twitch slightly when you notice the sound of rustling water growing closer. 

kiri nudges your arm with her shoulder which confirms your suspicions.

he’s walking up to you. why is he walking up to you? you didn’t say anything to him. you didn’t even get a good look at him. there’s no reason for him to come over here.

from your peripheral vision, you can see his feet stop right in front of you in the glittering water. “hey guys.” he speaks softly, almost out of breath.

“hey, neteyam!” kiri quips at him, eyeing you from the corner of her eye with an evil grin.

the sound of his panting voice makes your heart  skip a beat and your abdomen constrict your breathing. you push the basket away from your nervous hands to rest them on your knees. your eyes carefully drag up the lanky expanse of his body, meeting his eyes with your own.

“oh hey, neteyam. how’s… um- the fishing going?” you hum nervously, chewing on your bottom lip out of a nervous habit. 

you can’t help but notice his hands are resting on his slender hips with his infamous bright smile on his face. 

“it was good. caught a few big ones…” he huffs out another strained breath. the sound makes you want to fall over, “what are you guys doing?” his eyes dart over to the trees for a split second before squatting down in front of you and kiri. 

his big round eyes look over your unfinished baskets, reaching out to touch yours gently. 

“hey! don’t touch. you’ll ruin it.” kiri swats at his grabby hands, making him raise his arms in surrender. “okay, okay!” he laughs. 

the sound of rustling leaves distracts you from the boy in front of you, making you and kiri turn to look behind your backs. before you could even make it halfway, his hands wrap around your wrists to yank you forward. 

“shit!!” you yelp before you face-plant into the chilly water, gurgling under the surface before lifting your head up, taking a sharp breath.

muffled laughter fills your ears as you sit up in the pond, pushing your soaked hair out of your face and off of your ears so you could hear. 

neteyam is sitting in the pond directly in front of you, hand laying across his abdomen as he belly laughs along with lo’ak. 

kiri is already climbing out of the water, grumbling under her breath and wringing out her hair. “screw you guys.” she calls back, flipping her middle finger before disappearing into the thick forest towards home. 

you look back at neteyam and lo’ak who are slightly calming down between their fits of laughter. “you… should… see… your… face… right… now!” neteyam cackles, throwing his head back in the air. 

“best idea, bro.” lo’ak reaches over to high five his brothers shoulder and to use him to pull himself out of the water. he grabs neteyam’s hand to help him up next, both of them still giggling.

“this was your idea?” you stare up at neteyam with squinted eyes and a scowl on your face. 

the boy audibly gulps when he notices your changed demeanor, his hand going to scratch the back of his neck. “uuhh, yeah… maybe?” he clears his throat, darting his eyes away from you. 

for a moment, you keep the angry facade before your arm winds back and you send your hand through the water to splash the older boy. 

“woah!” neteyam blocks the water with one of his hands, a surprised smile instantly forming on his perfect lips.

he swoops down towards the water, sending a wave directly into your face. “hey!” your eyebrows furrow, quickly getting onto your knees to send another burst of water towards him. 

lo’ak watches the scene unfolding in front of him, noticing that the rest of the fish swam away from the commotion. “guess we’re done fishing today.” he sighs in defeat and climbs out of the pond without either of you noticing. he follows kiri’s footsteps into the forest with the basket of fish over his shoulder.

you and neteyam continue battling it out, which ends in both of you completely soaked head to toe. “truce! truce!” you yell out in exasperation, falling back into the water. 

“my stomach hurts from laughing. i can’t anymore.” you continue to giggle as neteyam helps you up from your position in the water. he slowly trails behind you as you trudge back towards land, his tall stature towers over you from behind. he reaches out to grip your hips to lift you onto the plush grass. 

the feeling of his hands resting on your body makes your blood run hot, cheeks flaring with heat. 

“we’re drenched. what are we going to tell everyone?” he breathes out heavily with a soft chuckle. 

“we slipped and fell into the water?” you suggest and look up at him.

“we just happened to both slip and fall into the water together?” his eyebrows raise, and his cheeks puff out air in attempt to not laugh.

unfortunately, neteyam decides to look down at you which makes both of you burst into laughter again, “that idea is so stupid.” he choked out, pressing his fist to his mouth to stifle his little laughs. 

“let’s go back. we can figure it out on the way.” you sputter out, hunching over slightly as you walk forward in attempt to stop your giggles.

“hey, wait!” neteyam’s voice is suddenly serious, and you can’t feel his height looming behind you anymore.

you turn around at the sound of his voice, seeing he’s still in the same spot he was standing in. “i don’t want to go back yet.” he admits, his big round eyes darting down to his feet. 

you can feel your heartbeat grow faster, pattering against your chest like a jackhammer. “why not? you okay?” you take a hesitant step forward to stand underneath him, looking up in attempt to read his facial features.

by now, the sun is starting to set. the foliage around you both is slowly changing over, the white freckles in each others skin sparkling under the moonlight. 

his yellow eyes shyly look into yours, a timid smile twitching up onto the corner of his lips. 

“m’fine, i promise. i just want to stay here for a little longer. i don’t want to go back just yet.” he mumbles softly, a puff of his breath fans over your face from your close proximity. 

you can’t help but feel giddy from his words, unable to stop yourself from reaching your hand out to rest on his waist. your thumb absentmindedly rubs circles against his soft skin, “do you mind if i stay with you?” 

“do i mind?” he scoffs with a roll of his eyes, throwing his head back with an over-exaggerated sigh. 

embarrassment floods your body, making your ears ring from the blood rushing through your head. out of fear he’s angry with you, your hand pulls away from him, “oh i’m sorry. i’ll go then.” you start to turn the opposite way but he grabs your hips to keep you in place. 

“are you serious? you really don’t get it do you?” he almost laughs out of amusement, but you can’t help but feel even more confused. 

“i want you to stay here with me. i want you.” one of his hands come up from his side, bending down slightly to carefully tuck your hair behind one of your ears. 

your face stays emotionless as your eyes dart from his eyes to lips and back. “say something. anything?” he begs and shakes his head at you with an amused smile. 

“‘teyam…” you breathe out, a big smile beaming across your face, hands reaching up to cup his cheeks; something you could’ve only dreamed of doing. “i can’t tell if you’re being serious.” you whisper softly in the small amount of space between your faces.

“i’m gonna kiss you now to show you how serious i am.” he looks directly into your eyes before they flutter shut and he leans forward. 

the feeling of his lips on yours makes your knees go weak. neteyam sully is really kissing you right now. your arms wrap around his waist tightly to hold yourself up, which he quickly notices. 

his large hands drag down your sides and over your butt to grip the back of your thighs to hoist you up to his height. your legs instinctively wrap around his waist, ankles locking against his lower back. 

the new position allows him to deepen the kiss even more by gently wiggling his tongue against yours. he stumbles forward to a nearby tree, pressing your back against the trunk of it. 

it’s not like he’s having trouble carrying you, you’re equivalent to a feather for him. he just wants you closer. 

one of his braids falls in your face, swinging and tapping your cheek whenever your lips would connect.

“your hair…” you giggle against his lips, bringing your hand up to his face to tuck it back behind his ear. 

“sorry, they have a mind of their own, ya know.” his husky voice mumbles deeply into your ear, making goosebumps rise on your skin. 

your eyes flutter open to be met with the glowing forest, neon colors lighting up the vegetation around you both. you’ve been on this planet for twenty years and it still surprises you every day. 

neteyam pulls back to look you in the eyes, letting you admire his face for a moment. his blue skin seems brighter under the bioluminescent foliage. especially with the gleaming freckles that paint his skin. 

“ma neteyam, you’re so pretty.” your hand cups his soft cheek which he nuzzles into your palm almost instantaneously.

“no, you’re the pretty one, my girl.” he leans forward to peck your lips once more. the little nickname makes your stomach do somersaults in your belly. his tail flicks up happily against your ankle, tickling your lower leg.

neteyam takes the time to gently kiss down your neck and over your collarbone, “i want you to be mine.” he almost whimpers. his nose nuzzles against your pulse point as his lips continue litter your neck with kisses. 

“will your parents approve?” your voice slightly quivers, “you’re next in line to become eytukan. i’m not a full-blood. i don’t think-.” your rambling is paused by his lips pressing against the tip of your nose. 

“i don’t care what they think. plus, you know my dad likes you.” he gives you a reassuring smile, bringing one of his hands up to cup your cheek. you can’t help but take note that his palm and fingers cover the entire side of your head. 

“yeah, but your mom…” you trail off, not wanting to seem rude by talking about his mother, but you know that she has a problem with humans. you’ve seen the way she looks at spider. 

“look, i’m half-blood too. i don’t think my mom is going to care, plus you’ve been around our family for years. she likes you, i promise.” 

“i’m not one of you. i’m different, neteyam.” you let out shakily, “i’m small and not as fast, i can’t keep up with you.” your eyes dart to the side as you chew on the skin of your lip. 

“look, i know she can be tough, but i promise you, i don’t care what she thinks. since i was a teenager, i realized that i wanted you. i wasn’t brave enough to tell you that until now, but i don’t give a shit about our differences.” his hand grips your jaw with his hand, turning your face towards him so he can look into your watery eyes. 

“i see you, y/n.” his doe-like eyes flicker over your face, trying to read your expression. his eyes are full of adoration and love for the girl in his arms. 

your breath gets caught in your throat, “and i see you.” both of your hands slide up from his chest to rest on either side of his face, pulling him in for another kiss. 

on the way up, you accidentally brush against the voice comm device on his necklace. not knowing it would activate and relay sound through his father’s, mothers, and lo’ak’s ear piece. 

you both gasp into each others mouth when he ruts his hips against your center, the pressure pins your hips to the tree behind you. 

“what is that sound? who has their comm on?”you hear a low muffled voice coming from somewhere. 

neteyam instantly pulls away from the heated kiss, eyes wide with terror and embarrassment. your lips parting lets off a loud suction noise when he pulls away, now making it obvious what the sounds were coming from.

neteyam holds you up with one arm while he uses the other to click on a button on his necklace to turn it off, “it’s my dad.” 

“it’s just neteyam sucking face.” you hear lo’aks voice come through clearly in his ear piece. 

the boys head falls forward to rest on your chest, letting out the loudest over-exaggerated groan of annoyance. the puff of his hot breath against your damp skin makes a shiver shoot down your spine.

you can’t help but giggle and gently pet the top of his head in attempt to console him, “i’m never going to live this down.” he speaks against your skin, grumbling obscenities under his breath. 

“neteyam! where are you, boy?” jake shouts into his ear. 

he taps your thigh to signal you to release your grip from around his waist. he gently lowers you back down to the ground before answering him, “i’m here, dad. i’m here.” 

you can’t help but lean your head on his elbow since that’s the only place you can reach. you grab one of his hands, bringing it to your face to examine it. 

you thread your fingers through his much larger ones, squeezing his hand with your own. you almost laugh at how his hand engulfs yours. 

“yeah, mmmhmm. yeah, okay. i hear you. lo’ak shut up. i got it. we’ll be there soon.” neteyam responds to whoever is talking in his ear. 

“is everything okay?” you mumble quietly, peering up at him through your eyelashes. 

“they want us to come back, but i think everything is okay.” he smiles down at you, pulling you into his side while still holding your hand. 

neteyam leads you through the thick brush of the forest to his ikran. the banshee chirps at the sight of it’s owner, fluttering it’s wings in excitement. “hey, buddy.” neteyam hums and rubs it’s head. 

he reaches around his back for his braid, bringing it forward to make bond with the animal. neteyam effortlessly mounts onto the bird, reaching a hand out for you to take.

you step forward to slide your hand into his so he could help you on and get situated. “hold on tight.” he peers down at you from behind his shoulder with a smirk before the ikran nosedives off of the tree branch. 

“oooohhhhh my god!” you screech as your arms desperately flail around his waist, holding onto him as tightly as you can. 

he can’t help but laugh at your scream once he levels out, now coasting through the sky through the floating mountains. one of his hands reaches back to grip your thigh to pull you even closer to him. 

you hesitantly open your eyes, looking down into the glowing scenery beneath you. “beautiful, right?” his voice raises over the loud whooshing of the wind. 

“i love it.” you squeeze his torso tight, snuggling your temple into the crook of his back as you coast through the air. 

the ikran dips down slightly, making you gasp and tighten around his body. neteyam chuckles, his hand rests on your leg to slowly rub gentle circles into your skin to calm you. 

“hold on, we’re gonna descend.” he leans forward with the ikran, plunging downwards toward the ground once again. you squeal loudly, wriggling behind him in attempt to get closer to him. 

neteyam chuckles, shaking his head as he weaves and bobs between trees to make it back home. the ikran vertically swoops up into the large crevasse in the cave floor, landing on the rocky floor. 

neteyam hops easily off the ikran, disconnecting tsaheylu before his hands grip your waist to lift your body up to place you on the ground next to him.

“what were you guys thinking staying out past curfew?” jake storms up to you both, obviously angry. 

“i know, but i can handle myself. i know how to fight.” neteyam grumbles back, making jake even angrier with his son. if steam could shoot out of his ears at this moment, it would. 

“i know that you know how to fight, son. but the rda, they could be roaming anywhere. it’s dangerous, especially putting her in that situation.” he looks down at you, then turns his attention back to his son.

before jake could lecture him even more, you decide to intervene, “i’m sorry, sir. it’s all my fault we stayed out. i persuaded him to stay… to uh- fly around,” you glance up at neteyam through the corner of your eye, “i take full responsibility.” you nod at jake, gulping down your nervousness. 

jake sighs as he rubs his temples with one of his hands, “so then what’s the reason why both of you are soaked?” he points out, making you instantly freeze from not knowing what to say. 

neteyam’s hand comes up to rest on your shoulder, “to be honest, we were wrestling in the water.” 

your eyes blow wide from his words, turning to him to stare daggers into the side of his face. 

“wrestling… in the water?” jake almost laughs, “look i didn’t need to know that much. you couldn’t come up with a better excuse than that?” 

“oh shit.” neteyam whispers under his breath, “no, dad, it’s not like that at all. i meant… we were just splashing each other after fishing. it wasn’t anything like that.” 

“look, you two just be safe and keep it on the down-low. and next time, please take off your comm, ‘kay?” jake lowers his voice before shaking his head in disbelief and turning on his heel to head back. 

“so he thinks we had sex then, huh?” you breathe out defeat, looking up at neteyam. the boy lets out a huff of air as he watches his father walk away, “yeah i guess so.” his voice has a slight tinge of humor to it. 

the hand resting on your shoulder pulls you into his side with a little chuckle. he starts walking with you toward the pod where the scientists sleep. 

he follows you up the steps to the door, pausing a few steps down before you could open it. his face now parallel to yours since you’re higher on the stairs. 

you smile down at him, reaching out to gently pinch his chin to pull his face forward. you press your lips against his softly, as if he was a delicate flower petal. “i had fun tonight.” you mumble with a smile against his lips before pulling back. 

neteyam presses forward to chase your lips with his, trying to breathe in as much of you as he could. “don’t wanna let you go yet… wanna kiss you more.” he desperately pulls you forward to kiss you again, sucking in a sharp breath. 

your arms lazily drape over his shoulders to kiss him slowly, and tantalizingly. he sucks your bottom lip between his teeth, gently nibbling the skin before making his way down to nuzzle into the crook of your neck. 

“gotta go to bed before my mother has me by my throat.” his words make you laugh as you twirl one of his braids between your fingers. 

“tomorrow i wanna take you somewhere. will you let me?” he pulls back with a smile, thumb rubbing the skin of your outer thigh. 

“of course, i would love to. but where though?” you question with your fingers still busy messing with his hair. 

“it’s a surprise.” he hums playfully making your eyebrows furrow from curiosity of where it could be. 

“i love surprises.” you grin, leaning forward to peck his lips once more before attempting to completely pull away. neteyam groans from the warmth of your body leaving him, his arms wrap around your legs to keep you in place. 

“don’t leaaaaave.” he whines, resting his chin on your chest to look up at you. 

“i need to shower and clean up before bed. plus your mother is going to have your throat, ya know.” you poke his little pink nose, making his face scrunch up cutely.

“you’re right, you’re right.” he grumbles sadly, patting your outer thigh before he completely pulls back and stands up straight. he leans forward to swiftly peck your lips, “just needed one more, m’sorry. i’ll see you tomorrow.” he turns around to climb down the rest of the steps. 

“goodnight, neteyam!” you shout at him as you unlatch the metal door. 

he turns around at the sound of your voice, “goodnight.” he whisper-yells back at you as he slowly walks backwards to watch you slip inside. 

neteyam’s smile on his face doesn’t falter, not even for one second. the only thing on his mind is you. he never would have imagined that his day would have ended like this. confessing his feelings to you, and kissing you goodnight. it’s almost as if he’s living through a fantasy his younger self dreamed of. 

the excitement of you makes him toss and turn throughout the night; it makes him nervous, knowing that he is already head over heels for you and in too deep- but all he can worry about now, is seeing you tomorrow. 

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tags: @k----a27s @aspenreadsfanfic @aliseaaah

only for tonight | toji

✧ pairings ; toji fushiguro x sorcerer!fem!reader

✧ summary ; your mission was supposed to eliminate the sorcerer killer not to fuck him

✧ includes ; enemies to lovers (?) + dubcon + size kink + heavy breeding kink + exhibitionism + forced breeding (?) + gun play (?) + oral (m. recieving) + toji’s breeding balls + belly bulge + cuminflation + dacryphilia + degradation + dumbification + creampie + praise + use of the word k*ll, 

✧ wc ; 2.9k

— ahh this is my entry for @sugawara-sweetheart decadence collab, this is an honor i luv her. special thanks to @anime-nymph​ ,  @mahitochan​ and @semisgroupie for beta reading this ILYSM <3

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“Haven’t I seen you before, sweetheart?” 

Toji Fushiguro says under a raspy tone as a dangerous smile curls on his lips. He plays with the drink in his hands, observing from the corner of his eyes how you shift awkwardly on your seat.

 Ignoring his question, you call the bartender, eliciting a humorless chuckle from the bulky man next to you. 

And you wonder, why the fuck did you think this was a good idea.

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