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tags. true form!sukuna x concubine!female reader. smut, pwp. spit. hair pulling. p in v. two cawks -> double penetration. reader gets called ‘brat, little girl’

“what did you just say, brat?”

sukuna stills all movement for a good second. his hips are flush against yours, buried balls deep inside both your tight holes. he thought it might have been his vulgar imagination, but when he looks down at your embarrassed expression, he can confirm you did in fact just ask him that question.

your nails dig into his biceps, angry red streaks forming on his skin due to your constant scratching. you look the other way, staring at the shoji in the distance, before glancing back into those red eyes.

“i— uhm,” you swallow thickly before repeating your perverted request, “could you please spit in my mouth, my lord?”

sukuna’s jaw clenches with an effort to hold himself back. he didn’t know his little concubine had it in her to request such a bold thing. though that’s exactly what makes you so interesting, and what causes him keep you around.

“…fuckin’ hell,” sukuna breathes out with a low growl. he drinks in the lewd vision of you splayed out beneath him. your hair is matted to your forehead, chest heaving and eyes glazed with lust—it’s a captivating sight. or dangerous more so.

if you’re asking for such a thing, it must mean he’s doing a good job in fucking you stupid. stupid enough to make you act like a common whore. it certainly boosts the king of curses’ ego.

thus, it isn’t long before a wicked smirk tugs at sukuna’s lips. his fingers instantly tangle into your hair before yanking your head back, crimson eyes glowing dangerously as they focus on your glistening lips.

“you request such a filthy thing, yet ya don’t even take the required actions to receive what y’ desire,” sukuna clicks his tongue in impatience before using one of his other hands to cup your cheek. he starts off with a gentle caress to your bottom lip with his thumb before using the single digit to roughly force your lips apart, “open up.”

you do as told and open your mouth, staring up at the pink-haired man through your wet lashes. he takes in your pathetic yet erotic self, feeling his cocks twitch as he enjoys the display of such vulnerability in his presence.

sukuna can’t help but roughly connect your lips, kissing you passionately, fangs peeking out as he grins against your mouth. only after a few seconds does he realise that he has a job to do.

he slowly pulls away and your lips part with an almost inaudible pop. he gathers the saliva that is pooling on his tongue before gripping your chin with his thumb and index finger, ensuring your mouth stays open.

sukuna tilts his head, your breaths mingling and your noses nearly touching as he parts his own lips. a thick rope of spit slowly drops onto your tongue, some of it escaping and staining your chin down to your bare tits.

the king of curses feels a surge of pride run through his body as he roughly spits the remaining clear liquid from the cavern of his mouth, into your awaiting one. “swallow,” he commands in a low voice, tightening his grip on your jaw.

“fuuuck, there ya go,” sukuna watches, transfixed, as you do as told. the warm globs of spit trickle down your throat and you can’t help but moan at the feeling. that was quite arousing—to both of you.

but for some reason sukuna got even more worked up about it then you did in the first place. he grunts something incoherent before continuing the ruthless pace, hips ramming into you as he keeps all four eyes on your face.

“nasty lil’ girl. didn’t know you had it in ya,” sukuna lets out a mocking chuckle as he gathers your wrists above your head with one of his large hands. he lowers his head and bares his fangs before sinking them into your bottom lip, “i must say.. i do enjoy it—this side of y’rs.”

you’re moaning wantonly as you’re being pounded into the mattress, the lingering sensation of his spit in the back of your throat only adds to the deprived pleasure.

sukuna grins as he roughly grabs your jaw again, eyes glinting with sinful promises.

“don’t tell me y’ think i’m satisfied doing it just once? open that pretty little mouth and maybe i’ll give ya somethin’ else to swallow after.”

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Another odd thing about being Ryomen Sukuna’s girlfriend? His tendency to…stalk you. And not even in a purposeful way; he himself doesn’t even realize it.

Often while you’re both out together, he feels the need to always have a hand on you—whether it be on your waist, your lower back, or even encasing your own in his; he will always be touching you. But when he can’t, he looks like an actual Joe Goldberg ass stalker.

Going to get something on the other side of the store? He’s following a few feet behind you, dodging your gaze when you look over your shoulder. Want to get your nails done with some friends? Okay. Sukuna’s just gonna wait outside in his car, looking through the windows of the salon.

He mainly does this in public because he knows you like to feel a sense of independence every now and then. Also, so you don’t get hurt since he knows what kind of men are out there everywhere.

Let’s be honest, he was one of those men before he met you.

But when you’re both at home, it’s a bit of a different story:

You could be walking around the house, minding your own business, and then you suddenly just see the huge monster of a man your boyfriend is, looking at you from around a corner. Most often although, he’ll just walk up behind you and stare at you ominously for no reason.

Sometimes, you start to think he’s mad at you. His red eyes look a shade darker, and his chest rises rapidly, almost as if he were a predator stalking its prey.

But in reality, he’s thinking of all kinds of things in his head as he observes you. And this man thinks he’s being slick about it too…he hasn’t even considered the fact that this behavior could put you off at times. Because how is he supposed to just not look at you when you’re free for him to look at 24/7? Dirty thoughts, random thoughts, domestic thoughts, even thoughts of being the father to your children run his mind; all while he just stares you down like his next meal.

“Uh…Kuna? You good?”

He just grumbles, not even bothering to give a verbal explanation. Why would he? He does everything he wants to anyways.

Well, except for when it comes to you; you could walk him like a dog, even if he’s almost two times your height and weight. But that’s a topic for another time.

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Being Sukuna’s girlfriend is not always easy. He’s the type to show his love rarely, but when he does, it’s aggressive, to say the least.

You’ll often wake up with his large hand wrapped around your neck, his warm fingers just long enough to reach around your entire throat. At first, it was startling—a demon man you just started dating who shows basically no affection is choking you in your sleep? Was he trying to kill you and just got tired half way through??

All of your questions cease although, the moment you find out why he does this. You decided to pretend to be asleep one night as you were lying in his royal chambers, covered in love bites from moments before when he decided to suckle and nip at your skin—another strange way he shows his love for you. Your eyes flutter shut as soon as you hear him walk out of the bathroom, knowing he’s just finished brushing his teeth and is now ready for bed.

The mattress dips when he lies down next to you, inches away at first, but when you feel his large frame hover over your face to make sure you’re asleep, he moves right up against your back. You’re surprised to feel one of his muscular arms wrap tightly around your waist, the other reaching under your head so that you’re essentially using him as a pillow. His chest rumbles lowly when his hand moves below your chin, fingers carefully wrapping around your throat as usual.

You’re waiting for a squeeze, the tip of one of his nails jutting into your skin, or even a few harsh words in your ear. But all you feel next is his fingers tightening slowly, the tip of his index hovering just above your pulse point, before pressing into your soft, pliant skin. You feel your heart race against the pad of his finger, then another rumble from his chest against your back.

“Mine,” he whispers gently, before running his thumb over the soft edge of your jawline. He then presses one last kiss to the top of your head before lying his head down and closing his eyes.

Let’s just say, you never question his weird, sometimes animalistic, possession over you; because in reality, he’s just a big guy who doesn’t know how to express his unyielding love for you.

It’s givinggggggg tiger!sukuna. Should I…explore the waters of that concept more? I probably will despite the reaction to this💪🏻🫡

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thinking about yan wriothesley micromanaging the way you dress because . . . well, down in the fortress there’s a distinct lack of pretty things to look at, but you’re right there. he needs something to take his mind off things, to soothe him from the dull dim darkness - and he’s decided that you in pretty colours and soft fabrics and laces and ribbons and stockings that dig into the pudge of your thighs will hit the spot perfectly—

and the sight of those same pretty clothes stripped off of you and thrown on his bedroom floor or over the desk in his office is just as satisfying.

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After Touring in Love chapter 3 + Affinity 116 text message

im playing chinese version and the message is about MC teaching Sylus to draw a kitten. In the end he says he will draw it on MC's body :D

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looks like he could kill you🔪🔪

is actually a cinnamon roll🥺🥺

But could still kill you🤣🤣🫶🫶

The way his eyes are so expressive and can go from 😡 to 🥺

hard to believe this is the leader of Onichynus sometimes😫😫

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thank you to the anon who requested more of business owner dadkuna, i hope you enjoy reading

the first time it happened, you hesitated.

sitting at your desk, your very serious, adult tax forms spread out before you, you looked at the pen in your hand. a flimsy, pastel-blue plastic thing with a grinning giraffe perched at the end, its tiny, rubber head wobbling dangerously on a spring.

this was not how you had envisioned adulthood.

but the babygirl of the sukuna household had personally handed it to you that morning with the firm instructions of, "this one is for you, mama. use it all the time, okay?" and what kind of monster would you be to say no to that tiny, cherubic face?

so now, here you were, signing government documents with a pen that looked like it belonged in a kindergarten classroom.

but your suffering paled in comparison to that of your husband, sukuna, a man feared in corporate circles, the kind of businessman who could make an entire boardroom sweat just by loosening his tie. a man who had once scoffed at the idea of casual fridays. a man who now signs contracts worth billions of yen with a pen that has a rubber duck on the end.

and it squeaks.

it happens during a high-stakes meeting one day. everyone sits stiffly as sukuna flips through a contract, nods in approval, and then—

click.

squeak.

a single, betrayed silence settles over the room. no one dares move. except for one executive. poor, foolish, disposable jerry from finance. he coughs, tries to suppress a chuckle, and then, before god and witnesses, lets out the tiniest, weakest huff of laughter.

sukuna stills. he lifts his head slowly, eyes dark, unreadable.

"something funny, jerry?"

jerry, who clearly does not value his life, gestures vaguely at the pen. "it’s just… ahem. sir, with all due respect, it’s… a duck."

a beat.

then, in one fluid motion, sukuna lifts the contract and tears it in half.

jerry stops breathing.

the entire room watches in horror as sukuna keeps going, shredding the contract down to absolute confetti, pieces fluttering to the table like the ashes of a fallen empire. then, with a terrifying calm, sukuna turns to his assistant. "cancel the deal."

"…sir?" the assistant squeaks (not the pen. the man).

"we’re not working with people who don’t respect family values."

jerry, wisely, resigns before he can be fired.

sukuna goes home that night, drops onto the couch with a sigh, and pulls his tie loose. you, lounging beside him, glance up from your laptop. "rough day?"

he groans. "some asshole laughed at the pen." you nod sagely. "so you destroyed his career?"

"obviously."

you pat his shoulder. "our daughter would be proud."

at that moment, the babygirl herself waddles into the room, clutching two new pens—one shaped like a bunny, the other a frog. she beams.

"mama! daddy! i got you more!"

sukuna, the most feared businessman in the country, gratefully accepts his new frog pen.

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🥀

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Boyfriend sylus♥~

*More art on Patreon

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"Demon hunting goes best with Rollin’." DEVIL MAY CRY -opening credits- (April 3. 2025)

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He like a fine wine

(I'm already starting to draw a comic for my college thesis, maybe I'll post a couple of my characters someday)

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Sylus “I’m not really a family-man” being the biggest father figure of the bunch.

Taking in the twins and making Mephisto. They’re his babies. That’s his children. We don’t see a lot of interactions between Sylus and the twins and I wish we got see more of it.

I could totally see the twins being into pranking each other or experimenting with tech. You’re sleeping peacefully, head cushioned by Sylus’ arm and his breath tickling your hair when suddenly BOOM!

The safe house shakes. The pictures on the wall rattle and the both of you wake up just enough to sigh heavily.

“Your sons are acting up.” Sylus teases you while simultaneously pulling you closer.

“Before sunrise? Those are your sons.” You mumble back.

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dadkuna and wife!reader being all lovey dovey and their daughter barges in to protect her mama😭

i don't usually write suggestive content on here but this made me laugh so here you go [there won't be a part two or a smut continuation of this, sorry <3]

the moment your daughter finally knocks out early, sukuna is on you. "you have no idea how long i’ve been waiting for this," he mutters against your lips, hands already sliding under your shirt. you smirk, pressing yourself closer to him, fingers curling around the zipper of his hoodie. "oh, i think i do." his eyes darken. "yeah?"

"mhmm," you hum, leaning in. "no meetings. no interruptions. no—" 

a bloodcurdling screech shatters the moment. before you can even react, something comes flying at full speed straight toward sukuna’s perfectly sculpted jawline. BAM. 

"WHAT THE FUCK?" 

"BAD WORD!" 

you and sukuna whip your heads toward the doorway. your daughter stands there, fists clenched, breathing heavily, eyes wild. "papa, leave mama alone!" 

sukuna, rubbing his jaw, glares at the object that assaulted him. it’s a labubu. he blinks. then looks back at his daughter. "did you just throw a fucking—" 

"BAD WORD!" 

"—a freaking toy at me?" 

"YES!" she stomps her foot. "leave mama alone, mean man!" 

you slap a hand over your mouth, stifling a laugh. sukuna looks at you, betrayed. "oh, don’t even," you snicker. "you made her watch wonder woman before bed." 

"so what?" he huffs. "the kid should have taste." 

"so—" you gesture at your daughter, who is currently braced for battle. "congratulations. you just made yourself the villain." 

"i’m her fucking father!" 

"BAD WORD!" 

sukuna groans, running a hand down his face. your daughter glares at him. "say sorry to mama!" 

"for what?" 

"FOR BEING MEAN!" 

"i wasn’t—" sukuna stops. inhales. exhales. 

"…fine," he grumbles, crossing his arms. "sorry." 

"hmph!" your daughter huffs, satisfied. "good!" then, with the self-righteous air of a tiny vigilante, she marches back to her room. you wait until the door clicks shut. then you collapse against sukuna, howling.

"shut the fuck up," he grumbles, rubbing his jaw again. "bad word," you mock, grinning. sukuna glares at you. then, suddenly, he grabs you by the waist, pulling you flush against him. "oh?" you blink, breath hitching. 

"kid’s asleep again," he murmurs, voice lower, rougher, hands sliding down your back. "what were we doing before that little cockblock?" your face heats up. "you were whining about not getting laid." he hums, pressing his lips to your jaw. "and are you gonna fix that problem, baby?" you smirk, wrapping your arms around his neck. "that depends." 

"on what?" 

"whether or not you get knocked out by another labubu."

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Sukuna who absolutely loses his mind the first time he tastes your cunt.

He was never the type of guy to go down on his lovers in the past, only really having the appetite for his own pleasure, but when you told him you’d never been eaten out before, how could he resist?

He doesn’t waste any time pinning you down to the bed, his strong arms hooked under your thighs so he can spread you out completely. He’s in another world, completely focused on lapping at your wet heat. You tug at his messy cherry-blossom hair, trying to pull him up, but he is a man starved for the sweetness he’s never had up until now. You’re like a nectar he’s been deprived from for centuries until now, and he’s going to take every second he has with you to savor the taste.

So let’s just say, he’s going down on you at least 7 days a week.

Jungkook lol

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thinking about sylus “it may not look like it but i am very good at taking care of people”

taking in the twins after they tried killing him, training them, providing them with a home, status, power

constantly updating mephisto, giving him upgrades and cleanings, giving him a perch in his room, sitting down and talking to him like he would a real pet

and then theres you- making sure you arent drowning in work, not alone handling wanderers, indulging you when you want a fight, coming out to festivals and photobooth dates, buying you the plushies you cant get from the clawmachine, making sure youre ok during the time of the month, always intertwining your fingers together when you hold hands, keeping you safe in the n109, buying jewelry, inviting you to galas and auctions, always having your back when you need him o my sweet loverboy

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You get a lot of headaches and how he deals with them.

How would he react when you get yet another headache? The third time this week? This one is for those who get headaches a LOT. Truth to be told, this one is something I'd love to see because I get headaches a lot. Like, it's honestly concerning.

Sylus, Xavier, Rafayel, Zayne, Caleb.

Sylus

He would try his best to help you in any way he could. He hates that sometimes he can't do anything about it.

Sent Luke, Kieran, and Mephie away on errands so the base would be in total silence.

"I can help you.. tell me, just tell me what I can do." "Just lay down with me, Sy." "Okay. Okay. Yes. Of course."

Xavier

Would carry your meds in his pockets at all times.

Turns off all the lights with his evol so your headache won't get any worse.

Reads every article and book on "How To Take Care of Your Sick Beloved."

Rafayel

At first, he gets so worried. He fetch you every medication he has in his medicine counter.

He gets restless. He hates seeing you like this.

"Hum me something to soothe my headache, Fishie." "Anything you want. I will do it. As long as you feel better."

Zayne

....He so would scold you at first. He's your doctor after all. He feels like he failed at his job.

"This is very normal for me, Zayne. Please stop pacing around the room and just hold me?" "It shouldn't be normal.. do you want me to get you a hospital grade medication? It's the third time this week, I think writing you a prescription is acceptable." "No. Just come here and hold me."

A defeated "Fine..." would finally come. He can't say no to you. After you feel better, he would read every medical journal to see how to make you feel better.

Caleb

Is very familiar with this. He knows the drill by now. He would massage the bridge of your nose and the space under your eye. (Right where it hurts)

Prepares a hot beverage for you. Either for you to inhale the warm steam or drink it. Whatever you want.

Would stay by your side at all times like a puppy he is. Anything you ask, he shall grant it. Cuddles? Massages? Your favorite food? Anything.