#Then I thought of Kenjaku holding him and it derailed

[unclassedguy]

Kenjaku goes fishing

(Why am I drawing this)

[sandwitchstories]

Chance Encounter- Part 3: Epiphany

Part 3 of Chance Encounter was totally and completely unplanned, but here it is! I hope you enjoy it!

To read this fic on AO3 please click here!

Sukuna returns from a trip with Kenjaku to find out reader has been ill. The morning after a night of passion with his spouse, Sukuna has an epiphany.

(Better if you have read part one and two, but this can be read as a stand alone one shot. This is the backstory for Reader x Sukuna in my AU)

Part 1: Curiosity can be found here: Tumblr or AO3

Part 2: Serendipity can be found here: Tumblr or AO3

WC: 3100

CW: MDNI, Smut, AFAB reader, AFAB terms used to describe reader's naughty bits, creampie, oral f!receiving, true form Sukuna, four armed Sukuna, two <redacted> Sukuna (iykyk), vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, anal sex, fingingering, Sukuna's tummy mouth is absolutely its own warning, pregnancy mentioned at the very end, mentioned morning sickness but not described

You smiled as Sukuna filled you in on the details of his most recent jaunt with Kenjaku while he undressed in the privacy of your joint room. Honestly, you couldn’t care less about the leech known as Kenjaku, but you could spend hours listening to Sukuna speak about anything.

You loved the way he spoke and the sound of his voice. He spoke with an elegance one would not expect. You had once asked him about that and he had replied with something along the lines of just because others think you are trash does not make it true and that one should always hold themselves to the highest standards.

Your mind wandered to the past and you took a moment to reflect on it. That day in the market, when you decided to come home with him, had been the first day of the rest of your life and you hadn’t even known it. Coming back to this estate with him that day was the best decision you had ever made. 

The first time you saw him, that chance encounter, would always be etched within your mind. He was beautiful, and you had wanted to have him for the night. And then that night turned into many more. Now three years later you sat here, married, and basking in the glow of the life you were building together.

Sukuna interrupted your thoughts with a sudden statement in a stern tone. “I am concerned.”

“About what, my love?” You asked as you lounged naked in bed watching your husband disrobe. Sukuna was just so damn beautiful. At 7’3” made of solid, bulging muscles with 4 arms, he was an imposing sight. But every single inch of that man was carved perfection to you. You couldn’t wait for him to slide into these silk sheets next to you To climb on top of him and-

“Uraume told me you were vomiting the whole time I was gone,” Sukuna looked at you over his shoulder.

“They are such a busy body,” You huffed and crossed your arms. 

“So you have been,” he removed his kimono and threw it over the bamboo changing partition before turning back to you, hands on his hips. “What ails you?”

“I’m fine,” you smiled at him. “Now, hurry up. Get naked and get over here. Your wife has missed you.”

He arched an eyebrow at you, “Are you feeling ill currently?”

“No, far, far from it,” you bit your lip and unabashedly ran your eyes over his form. That was your man. Your territory. Your beloved. Your everything. 

He hummed at you, eyes narrowing and head tilting back slightly as he decided if he believed you. You knew exactly how to derail his thought process and stop his line of questioning. You slid the crimson sheets off of you as you rose to sit facing him on your knees. His eyes hungrily took in your nude form, pausing on your breasts before going lower. You parted your thighs as his gaze drifted lower. His belly mouth licked its lips and you knew you had him right where you wanted him. 

“Tell me. How much did you miss me?”

“I would much rather show you. Come. Here.” You crooked yer finger at him, beckoning him to move towards you. 

“Show me then.” He chuckled at your pouty face. “Aw… What’s the matter, precious one? Can’t show me from here?”

“Not the way I want to,” you gave him an even more exaggerated pout with your plump bottom lip as low as it could go. 

“And what is it that you want to show me?”

“All the things I have been missing and dreaming of while I was left here all by my lonesome.”

“Don’t be dramatic. Uraume was here.” One of his large hands moved to cup his hardening cock through his pants. “Tell me about these things you missed so much.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat as your eyes followed the movements of his hand on his cock. Well, two can play that game. You moved to be sitting with your legs stretched out in front of you. You ran your hands down your body to cup your breasts, staring at him as you squeezed them. “I’ve dreamed of how much I missed your hands on my body, touching my skin.”

“Keep going.”

You bit your lip as you toyed with your nipples, pulling on them as they hardened. One hand drifted lower down your stomach. You watched all 4 of his eyes following your hand, making you clench around nothing but your own longing. You braced on one hand as you brought your knees up and placed your feet on the bed, spreading your legs wide open for him. You stopped with your hand on your lower stomach.

“I did not say to stop, did I?” he asked, his voice taking on a tone that made molten lava pool between your thighs. 

You slid your hand lower, sliding your fingers through your slick lips, moaning softly as your fingers brushed over your throbbing pearl. You closed your eyes as you slid two fingers into your cunt, pumping several times. Your head leaned back just slightly as pleasure started coursing through your veins. “My fingers don’t feel nearly as good as yours or your cock.”

“I don’t doubt that,” he said with a snide chuckle.

You opened your eyes, fingers still slowly, just barely pumping. You moaned softly at how hard you could see he was by the twin  tents in his pants he was palming. “Why must you keep me waiting?”

“You’re the one stalling, brat. You know what I want.,” he said, pulling his pants low enough to free his cock and balls. “Show me how you get yourself off when I am not here. Let me see you cum for me, precious one. And then I will make all of our dreams come true.”

“Our dreams? Have you dreamed of me too while you were away?” You asked, fingers smearing your slick up and down your pussy. “Did you miss me, Sukuna?”

“Don’t ask questions you already know the answer to.”

“I just like to hear it,” you bit your lip and rocked on your fingers before using your fingers to spread your soaked cunt open to his gaze. “Can’t you see how badly I need you? How wet I am for you?”

“Oh, I can. But I told you what to do to end this. Now, be a good little kitten and cum for me.” His eyes watched your hands as he stroked himself, his thumb smearing the pre across the tip. He decided to take a little bit of pity on you, merely because he was tired of your game and wanted to be buried balls deep inside of you already. “Cum for me so I can give you my cock. So I can fuck everyhold on that beautiful body that belongs to me. Cum for me so I can show you how much I missed you as well.”

His words along with frenzied strokes of your clit sent you over the edge. You cried out his name, throwing your head back as you came. You hadn’t finished riding your high before he was on you. One hand braced by your head. The lower two grabbed your legs behind your knees, spreading you wide and rolling your hips back so he had unfettered aspect to your pretty little cunt. The final hand gripped your chin, forcing you to hold his gaze as he shoved his belly tongue into your dripping hole. 

He grinned as you cried out again, louder this time, another orgasm slamming into you as you pulsed and throbbed on his large tongue. “That’s it, precious one. That’s it.”

Your hands buried in his hair, pulling him down into a passionate frenzied kiss as his belly tongue still licked, prodded, and swirled inside of you, devouring every single drop of your essence he could. Sukuna dominated the kiss from the start as he always did. One of his hands quickly gathered both of your hands and pressed them into the bed above your head, shackled by his grip. The hand that had been on your chin quickly replaced the tongue in your cunt. He wasted not a second on slow and tender. His finger thrust into you over and over again, making you cry out and arch your back as much as you could. 

“So wet for me,”  he growled, adding a second finger.

“Please,” You begged, trying to move against his fingers even with your thighs held open and pinned. 

He removed his hand from your pussy, sucking his fingers clean and groaning softly at your flavor. He shoved his fingers back into your pussy, pumping and circling the long thing digits several times before pulling them out and bringing them to your lips. You opened your mouth, taking in the digits and sucking them clean, never breaking eye contact. His little pervert.

“Make sure to leave some spit,” he said, leaning down to suck a mark onto your neck, grazing the skin with his teeth.

You did as he asked, moaning as his tongue replaced his fingers in your mouth. You shivered as you felt the fingers covered in your spit start teasing the tight muscle of your ass. His finger circling and dipping in a teasing manner before working it into you. 

Even though he broke the kiss, he easily kept you too occupied to focus on the discomfort as he worked you open for him. The giant tongue on his stomach was doing things inside of you that you couldn’t even try to comprehend. All you could do was writhe in pleasure beneath him. A trembling, whimpering, mess. 

Your orgasm came on suddenly and violently, making your whole body tense and arch before pleasure flooded your veins. You looked up at him with eyes clouded in pleasure and longing. “Please, Suk. Please. Need to feel you inside me.”

“You look so beautiful when you beg for my cocks,” Sukuna said, leaning down to kiss you again before sitting back on his haunches, eyes fixed between your legs. 

He gripped his cock, gathering your cream on the tip before pressing into you. The fingers still holding you spread for him tensed and he bit his lip at the feel of your hot, velvet tunnel welcoming him home.

He held your gaze as he rocked, feeding you more and more of his cock. Inch by thick inch. While he was not in the mood for the slow shit tonight, he was not going to hurt the one he loved by slamming balls deep into you in one thrust. He was aware of his size, and he wanted you to feel nothing but pleasure. He never wanted you to feel anything negative associated with his touch.

You let out a soft groan as he bottomed out. “You feel so good.”

He leaned over and pressed kisses to your forehead and cheeks, gentle kisses and nips trailing down your neck to your shoulder. Sweet kisses on your lips while he tucked hair behind your ear. His large hands let your thighs relax and gently massaged the muscles. 

This gentle side of him was reserved for you and you alone. You relished the soft caresses from every one of his hands on your body. His teeth began sinking deeper into your flesh and you could feel his nails sharpening just enough to have a slight sting when they pressed in as his grip tightened. He ground his hips against you and you knew the, always short lived, sweet side of him had reached its end. 

“Let me know when you’re ready and I’ll make you feel even better.” 

Your heart sped up in anticipation and your pussy and ass clenched around his thick lengths. You nipped his bottom lip, pulling on it and letting it bounce back.  “Show me how much you missed me, Suk.”

His mouth captured yours and his tongue shoved between your lips demanding entrance as his hips started to move, pulling out a little more each time until he was pulling all the way out and shoving himself all the way back in. Sukuna was filling every part of you at once and your body felt like lightening was spreading like wildfire, coming alive for him. 

Sukuna broke the kiss. The hand pinning your wrists tightened and he yanked you back into the cradle of his lap, the nails of two hands biting into the skin of your hips. The third hand wrapped loosely around your throat, applying just enough pressure to be aware of its presence and make a shiver run down your spine. 

He smirked down into your cock drunk face with a lazy smirk that reminded you of a large cat taunting its prey. His hand tightened just a little as his hips picked up speed. “Did I dream of you? Did I miss you? What foolish questions those were. I’ll just have to fuck you, ruin you, until you understand you never have to ask such pathetic questions again, precious one.”

“So you did,” you smirked, moaning when he gave a sharp thrust in return, both cocks thumping deep inside of you.

He began thrusting harder and faster, taking pleasure in the way your tight little cunt squeezed and fluttered around one cock and your ass fit so snug and warm around the other. The tongue on his belly dove down to give your bundle of nerves a seat before diving in to feast, making you cry out loudly in pleasure and over stimulation. 

“I did, precious one, I did.”

Sukuna awoke to a god awful sound. “So you are still feeling like shit.”

“I wasn’t last night,” you quipped back, resting your forehead against your arm as it braced on the rim of the wash bucket you had grabbed to be sick in. You knelt on the floor not far from the bed, trying to summon any strength you had left. You took some slow deep breaths before you sat up. You wobbled a little as you stood, head pounding from the vomiting.

Sukuna scooped you up in his arms and laid you back down in your bed. He glared daggers at you as he knelt on one knee on the bed, leaning over you. His annoyance was plain as day. You could see the unvoiced questions being launched as almost accusations in his mind.

He was probably thinking about how you could use RCT or soul eating to heal yourself. He was probably thinking about how he could use RCT to heal and you hadn’t asked. Hell, even Uraume could have helped you. He was undoubtedly confused and frustrated by why you hadn’t gotten treatment but you knew more than anything he just wanted you to feel better, even if he would most likely never voice it.

He pressed his palm to your stomach and used his RCT to flood your body with the positive energy to heal you. He felt the warmth spreading from his hand. Except it shot back at him. He grunted and closed his eyes, focusing his senses more to snuff out the issue. He froze. His eyes shot open and locked with yours as he had an epiphany.

“I’m not sick, Sukuna and you cannot heal me,” you said, cupping his cheek. You gave him a teary eyed smile as your thumbs traced the line of his jaw. You pulled his head down to kiss his lips gently three times before resting your foreheads together as you spoke, hands still lovingly holding the back of his head. “I’m pregnant, Suk. You’re going to be such a wonderful father.”