#but maybe when i'm done i'll start a very slow replay with him as the inquisitor instead

[arendaes]

Alright, I need to ramble. I'm putting it under a cut for potential DATV spoilers. There's also a peek at an OC I've mentioned once or twice before but never shown, if that interests you.

In light of how the Varric and Solavellan plotlines turn out in DATV (badly), I'm considering just scrapping Amaris, my original/canon Inquisitor. I know I've mentioned it once or twice before, but I did at one point make a second Inquisitor to romance Dorian (I also had Amaris romance Cullen and Iron Bull in different playthroughs, but neither interested me as much as Dorian or Solas.) I think maybe I'll go back and replay the series sometime next year, and I'll just make him my Inquisitor instead.

The biggest thing is he'll probably need a new name. Originally his name was Ilya, which is in the same family tree as Elias. Though, come to think of it, my only two male OCs having names from the same source is kinda funny, so I might just keep it.

Anyways, yes, this is really being influenced by the fact I made him in Veilguard's character creator earlier and I just kinda went "oh 🥺 i miss him"

(Also, any resemblance between him and certain other characters I love is purely coincidental, I prommy)

[chellestrash]

Practice

Matt Murdock x reader

Summary: a quiet moment with Matt after he made you feel good

Warnings: just some mentions of smut

Word count: 1.4K

A/N: Just something nice and sweet with Matty cause I love him. Thank you for proofreading @garciamorales​

You lean forward to rest on top of him when you're both finally done. Taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm your pounding heart down, you cross your arms on his chest and rest your chin on top of your hands. Your breathing slowing down as both of you relax lying against each other, skin to skin, chest to chest. The silk sheets brushing over your body as he pulls them up higher on top of you, his fingers brushing over your shoulder when he lets go of the fabric. The sounds of the city filling the room, calming in a bizarre way. You smile to yourself before taking a couple of deep breaths in, your eyes a bit heavier when he finally breaks the silence.  

“Can I…ask you something?”

He looks down, not facing you directly, his eyes looking right past yours like they always do. You watch as he blinks a couple times, his head tilting a bit to the side as he waits for your answer, focusing on your heartbeat and your breathing. His voice rumbling deep in his chest, somewhere underneath you.

“Sure.”

You answer quietly, now propped up a bit, so you can face him more comfortably, your eyes directly on his.

“So when I asked you about your day earlier, right?”

“Mhm.”

“And you said it was shit.”

You breathe out a little laugh, his face instantly lighting up at your reaction. The bright smile, the creases in the corners of his eyes only making you smile even more.

“You did say that.”

He nods at his own words, his eyebrows raised slightly, before he's smiling again.

“Yeah, maybe I did.”

You agree, turning your face to the side slightly, you lean down to rest it back on his chest.

“What about it?”

You mumble quietly, your eyes closed now, as you feel his fingers brushing slowly up and down your back.

“Did we manage to make it any better?”

You scoff loudly, lifting your head up from his chest almost immediately before rolling your eyes at his question.

“Really?”

“What?! I'm just asking. It's normal...to ask, right?”

Shaking your head in disbelief, you watch him shrug with a big smile on his face.

“Is that your way of asking if it felt good?”

His head drops as he lets out a little chuckle.

“That... wasn’t very subtle, huh?’

“No, it wasn’t Murdock, you're gonna have to work on that.”

“Yeah?”

“Well, practice makes perfect, right?”

You answer with a question when he shakes his head slowly.

“So?”

He starts again after a moment.

“So what?”

“Did we make your day better?”

You sigh loudly, your chest moving on top of his, his head turned to the side slightly as he waits for you to answer again.

“I'll think about it.”

“Okay.”

He nods slowly a couple times before you feel his arms wrapping tighter around as he pulls you closer to him.

“Is yours better?”

You ask quietly.

“My day? Oh, yeah, I'd say at least...three and a half times better.”

You breathe out a little laugh and he chuckles quietly.

“Yeah, today's a good day.”

He nods at his own words. You lay in silence together for another moment, his fingers gently brushing over your back, while yours slowly draw patterns on his chest, tracing the scars and cuts on his skin. As your body relaxes, you let your eyes close, your mind replaying back everything that happened only minutes earlier. You see your body on top of his, his hand on your thighs, helping you steady the pace as you rode him. Your hand resting against his chest when he pushed up inside you, your body clenching around him when you finally feel full. Your hips moving on their own with the way he made you feel, your head tilting up when his hand finds your neck, your mouth opened when his fingers tightened around it.

Humming against his chest at your own thoughts, you don’t even realize the way your body clenches around him still inside you.

You feel his stomach tense up, his hips buck slightly as he grunts, feeling you around him.

“Shit.”

He mumbles, looking up at the ceiling after a loud grunt, blinking a couple times as he tries to relax his body again.

“Alright, come on.”

He starts after a moment. His hands now off your sides as he tries to pull you off of him.

“Mmm.”

You whine a bit, your eyes closed, arms now wrapped around him in an attempt to stop him from what he was doing. He gives up after a moment.

“So you… just? Not gonna move?”

You nod against his chest.

“I'm not gonna move.”

“Well, I guess then I'm just gonna”

You feel his grip on you tighten a bit, his stomach tense up, and you watch as his arms flex right by where your head is resting on him. Quickly, you pull yourself up a bit, rolling your hips back and curling your back slightly, you make sure to move on top of him, clenching around him a bit too just for good measure. You feel his body react to yours, watch his mouth fall open, his eyebrows pull together slightly, and you feel his cock twitch inside you a bit.

“You were saying?”

You ask innocently, pushing your ass back into him a little more, feeling the tips of his fingers digging into the skin on your thighs.

“I'm just…just gonna leave you.”

He nods quickly.

“Yeah, that’s what I'll do just, not move you at all.”

You smirk, nodding your head slowly when he rolls his eyes and blinks a bit harder a few times, focusing on the way you feel around him.

“Yeah?”

Leaning back down on his chest, your ass pushed back slightly to feel him so nice and warm inside you.

“Yeah I mean, why…why would I do that if you're so comfortable right?”

He attempts to explain, glancing down at you, his eyes a bit off to the right, a quick smile on his face before he swallows hard.

“Right.”

And you lay your head back down right on his chest, pushing your hand between him and the mattress, you try to hold him tighter and closer to you. His hand in the dip of your back, right above your ass, the very tips of his fingers brushing over your skin right there. His other hand at the back of your neck as he lets himself focus on all the ways he feels you. The smooth skin on your back under his fingers, your hair soft in his other hand, your heart beating rhythmically against his chest, your walls so warm and so wet around him. There's no outside noise, no sounds from around him, he probably could hear the people, the cars, sirens, the slight buzzing of the neon sign across the street. He could if he wanted to, if he tried to focus, but he doesn’t want to. Everything he needs to hear and feel is right there with him, in his apartment, in his bed, right in his arms. Matt knew his senses were better after he lost his sight, he knew he could never do the things he's able to do now if it wasn’t for the accident, for that loss. After so many years he rarely wished to see again, it was something he learned to live without, something he didn’t need anymore. But if there was one thing he wished he could see right now, it was you. It was you, breathing slowly as you lay on his chest, your eyes closed, your heart calm. He wishes he could see you in his arms, see the way you look at him, the way your face lights up when you smile.

“Matt?”

He shakes his head a little, looking down at you quickly as he snaps out of his train of thoughts.

“Yeah?”

“I said you're pretty good at this. For a catholic boy, you know?”

He scoffs, shaking his head slowly, and you watch that pretty smile appear again.

“Very funny, sweetheart, very funny.”

“What? I mean it”

You tease him when he frowns slightly.

“Oh well... what did you say earlier?”

He tilts his head to the side, pretending like he's trying to remember.

“Practice makes perfect, right?”

[ryosmne]

Tattoo Artist! Sukuna x reader (part 3)

Hey there again, I had a few ideas of where i wanted to take the third part, I'm very happy with what I came up with, it's very very fluffy, I hope you have a good time reading 💜.

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Warnings: Language, suggestive tones, alcohol consumption (everyone is of age here, around 21/22), nudity? Not really described, that's about it.

Saturday was slow for Sukuna, he doesn't really like working away his weekends, but here he is, finishing up a chest piece that looked good if he had to say so himself. Everything was luckluster to him compared to the project he was still drafting for y/n.

Speaking of her she hadn't texted him all day, neither did Sukuna. He told himself he wasn't clingy like that, she texted him before she would do it again surely. Y/n didn't pay much mind to him not making contact, perhaps he was busy. She wasn't wrong, she also had initiated most of their text conversations, she didn't want to seem desperate. Sukuna was going to contact her when he was free.

On the other hand Sukuna was stressed, passing in the hallway between the reception and his work booth, checking his phone every once in a while, he was a bit snappier than usual, not letting Gojo's or Megumi's remarks go, he would answer back, his voice almost dripping with venom, he was very much pissed and it showed.

When closing time finally came he was ready to blow up, Gojo teasing him, only made him more agitated. Gojo knew something was bothering him and he wasn't planning on dropping the subject.

"Hey 'kuna, tell the truth, you took her out and she left because she couldn't stand you, that's why you're so mad."

The white haired man joked, you could see the smoke coming out Sukuna's ears.

"Don't call me that. For your information, me and y/n had a great time, quit being an bumbass I'm not mad." Y/n did enjoy herself right? It sure looked like it. Was Sukuna getting insecure? Yes. Could everyone tell he was lying about not being mad? Also Yes.

"Oh so it's 'you and y/n' now? You were right Geto, he's got it real bad, he's not even calling her 'some girl' or something."

Gojo continued to laugh, he was enjoying every single second of torment he was putting Sukuna through.

He had enough though, he grabbed his jacket and his keys, but just before he left the rest of his crew and Yuuji, who came to eat with Megumi to close, he called to the most rational person inside. "Geto, come on I'll drive you home." Sukuna needed someone to talk to, he needed to know he was in the right and not going totally insane. Nanami was really close to him but relationships wasn't a topic he would really touch on. Gojo was out of the question, the man was a womaniser, not that it was a bad thing but he wouldn't even take Sukuna seriously, he only wanted to annoy him for the time being. Megumi was also a no. He would spill the beans to Yuuji, he already had Gojo on his ass he didn't need two more idiots making fun of him, one was barely tolerable. That only left Geto, who has at least had a few solid relationships and he was trustworthy enough not to give him too much shit.

Geto grabbed the chance not to have to clean for one night, but he was very curious about Sukuna's sudden move to give him a ride home, he has never offered that before. Yuuji had tipped him off, he knew his brother wanted to get all of the attention, if y/n didn't make a move, his brother would go insane. He was surprisingly right, so Yuuji told Geto to try and get his brother riled up. Now Geto didn't exactly agree, but he wanted to give Sukuna a friendly nudge to the right direction.

Sukuna had already been driving for a little while, he couldn't find the courage to open his mouth and talk. Has he gone mad? Its not like he's clueless about girls, he's had many. Why was it different this time?

"So how come you wanna drive me around at night?" The raven haired man asked, eyebrow raised, ready to hear what his friend was so on edge for all day, even though he had an idea. Sukuna wasn't one to share feelings, he never did, he couldn't really tell anyone the reason why not a single word from y/n all day irked him so damn much. "Look, so let's say there's this girl right? You take her out, you have fun, everything is cruising perfectly, but then she doesn't really talk to you the next day." He said with a small pause "hypothetically speaking" He added, just to avoid further questions.

Geto looked at him with a blank face, although he couldn't really believe in his ears, Yuuji was right, he knew his friend was falling face first, it still surprised him. He saw the day that Sukuna was stressed for a girl, if someone told him even two weeks ago that this was going to happen happen, Geto most definitely would've laughed straight in their face.

"Well it depends really, for example did you text her and she didn't answer? Then yeah, she's not interested, but maybe she's busy, or she started texting first and she wants you to initiate." Sukuna blinked "You're right she's busy, she has a test too, maybe she has been studying, she'll come around." He said, the words came fast out of his mouth. Geto looked at him again more serious this time. "Look man, I know for a fact, you haven't texted first, you seem to really like her, don't be a pussy and send her one text." His tone was equally serious. "I'm just fond of her, that's all she's good company." Sukuna tried to brush him off, Geto wouldn't budge. "Call it what you want, I know you like the feisty ones, so do many people and you know how college kids are, one party is all it takes to lead to who knows what. Man up, when you do you can bring her around the shop too, you know we all would love to meet her." By the time Geto finished his sentence, Sukuna had already parked outside of his apartment to drop him off, they shared their good nights.

For the rest of his lonely drive home Sukuna couldn't help but think of that party his brother mentioned a couple nights ago, was y/n going to be there? And Geto's words kept replaying in his head.

Geto was smiling to himself walking inside his apartment knowing he did the right thing giving his friend a slight push.

With her hair just the way she liked it, her make-up done and an outfit that extenuated her best features, y/n was making her way down the street to meet up with Mai outside of Todo's place. The walk wasn't too long and y/n caught a glimpse of her short haired friend, who was also dressed to impress, standing right out of Todo's door.

"You didn't wait long did you?" Y/n asked, Mai smilled and shook her head, she was the late one most of the time, she did make it just a second before y/n arrived.

"Let's go, my sister and Nobara are waiting" she informed y/n, who nodded. "Really, I haven't seen Maki in a while, Nobara rarely shows up in class too." She said full of excitement, the girls were friends for a long while, even before college. Mai and y/n ended up forming closer friendship.

"Yeah they're about to remind us of how single we are." Mai loved her sister with all her heart, she was very competitive though and when Maki got with Nobara before Mai could strike up a boyfriend in college, she took it a bit personally. Then she focused her attention on finding someone for y/n, but that never went well. Hopping right up the stairs both girls were talking about what they would see tonight, more accurately who. "So Yuuji is probably going to be here, I asked Todo" Mai said her eyes hopefull, y/n rolled her's and her companion didn't let it go unnoticed. "I really don't get you, he's cute, you even said so." There she goes again, but y/n wouldn't let it slide this time. "You seem way more giddy to see him, than I do." She said, knocking on Todo's door who was waiting right behind it, answering in seconds. Mai was still dumbfounded, she hardly acknowledged Todo at the door and made her way inside with y/n.

Thankfully the sofa on Todo's living room they usually sat on was only occupied by Maki and Nobara. "Wow sis you made it on time for once without someone dragging you out the house." Maki hugged her sister tightly, "I didn't really have a choice, y/n said she would go home if I was late again." Mai, said with a bit of a whine. Nobara went for y/n. "She's giving you hell huh?" Her comment made the girl laugh. "Nah she's fine, she can be a bit of a baby." That line made Mai slap her arm playfully, even when they made digs at each other, it was all in good fun.

Y/n could see Mai out the corner of her eye scanning the room, it wasn't unusual for her to do that, but it was the fourth time the past 30 minutes they've been here. Something was definitely up with her, and when she raised her hand having finally spotted the one she was looking for, y/n was a hundred percent sure of what was going on.

"Yuuji, over here" Mai called hand in the air, a very friendly smile on her face. Yuuji eagerly walked over offering his greetings, his attention was on y/n "Hey, has my brother texted you at all?" That was an out of the blue question. Mai gave her a look "His brother?" She questioned, then looked back at Yuuji "You've got a brother?" Why did he have to say that infront of Mai, she wouldn't leave her alone until she told her everything about the guy, she was at least thankful he didn't mention a date, Sukuna probably hadn't mentioned anything to him. "Oh yeah, he's the one I went to last week and no Yuuji he hasn't, did something happen?" Mai stayed silent, so did the other girls, they planned on interrogating her later, judging by the looks they exchanged. "Oh it's nothing" Yuuji let out a breathy laugh, knowing he plotted with Geto to get under his brother's skin. Payback for the bagels he baked at 4 am was going to be sweet.

Yuuji took a seat next to Mai, who introduced him to her sister, Nobara already knew him short of and the two of them begun chatting casually. Y/n could see the chemistry between them as he complimented the dark haired girl on the way she looked tonight. She could see their eyes meeting, something more than friendliness resided in the looks they shared.

Y/n let her friend have her fun, at this point Maki and Nobara had adopted her taking shots, talking about the annoying situations that have occurred in the time they hadn't seen each other. Nobara in particular, was sharing her frustrations about men not taking her seriously as Maki's significant other and continuing to make moves on her partner. "I shut them down" Maki said proudly snaking an arm around her girlfriend's waist. "I know you do, I just want them to feel a bit threatened" Nobara's eyes drifted to the floor . "What are you talking about? Remember the time you just looked at that guy eyeing her and he mouthed 'sorry'? You're very threatening." Y/n took another shot laughing with the two girls. Her comment was quite comforting to Nobara and Maki knew that things always went Nobara's way, she just liked complaining sometimes, she was the jealous type.

Todo with Takada in hand, who arrived right after y/n and Mai, answers his door again for the multipluth time this evening, seeing the last person he expected. "I thought you were too old for house parties" he taunted at the grumpy man infront of him. "Screw you I'm 26, and I didn't come empty handed" Sukuna spoke, his tone getting a bit friendlier at the last words in his sentence. He passwd the two bottles of vodka he held to Todo. "Well come on in, Yuuji's brother is also mine" he said giving the pink haired man a friendly hug.

Sukuna's eye scanned his living room untill his eyes landed on the back of y/n's head, he headed straight her way.

Y/n heard a few girls around her making a fuss over some apparently really hot guy who just entered, but she didn't bother turning around. That was until she heard it "Huh, who would've known, you actually have friends" That voice was unmistakably his. Sukuna was here. Y/n's heart was fluttering in her chest but the alcohol in her system made it easy to come up with a comeback. "At least I don't pay mine to hang around me." She said, her voice laced with sarcasm, she still didn't turn to face him, she was frozen in place. Mai's, Maki's, Yuuji's and Nobara's eyes were wide and dancing between the two. There was for sure something going on here. Sukuna took a seat beside her casually draping an arm around the back of the sofa. "You're hurting my feelings doll, I'm not that bad" he spoke so softly, she almost got lost looking into his eyes. He looked way too good for her liking, same jewelry and eyeliner as the last time she saw him, his pink her strategically messed up, a silk black button down with the top two buttons undone, exposing his defined collarbones and the tattoos that extended to his chest and neck, black pants framing his thighs perfectly as he sat. Y/n was staring at this point, her friends were silent, taking in the image that was displayed before them. They had never seen y/n flustered or having difficulty forming words. Even Yuuji was surprised, seems like he was wrong about y/n's taste.

Sukuna was enjoying the look on her face a little more than he cared to admit, he would've taken his teasing further, but he didn't want to embarrass the girl anymore and her friends were already shocked. "Aren't you going to introduce me?" He asked her poking her cheek, and y/n could see Nobara was about to blow up.

"Right, Mai, Maki and Nobara this is Sukuna, he's um my tattoo artist?" What was she even supposed to say at this point? The guy she went on a date with and had the best make out session of her life?

Sukuna gave his hand out to the girls greeting them, he noticed his brother a few seats over who was concealing a laugh "you're here too brat" he briefly egnowledged him, Yuuji hummed back a hello in return, turning to Mai who was very eager to hear the details of y/n's and Sukuna's relationship, he sure as hell didn't look like just her tattoo artist.

"Tattoo artist? Really? you don't even have tattoos y/n" Nobara spoke, she just wanted her friend to be honest with her, if she had someone special, she could have said so, they've known each other for years. Sukuna wasn't surprised to hear that y/n hadn't shared that she got tattooed, he could tell she was a bit of a private person.

Y/n took off her jacket that she still had on from when she arrived, to show off the design to Maki and Nobara, Mai had already seen it and she was busy gossiping with Yuuji anyways. "Right, I forgot to tell you" she said, as Maki and Nobara scanned her upper arm with their eyes, so did Sukuna. He couldn't help himself, y/n looked so beautiful in his work. He wanted to cover every inch of her skin she was willing to give him, she could be his personal work of art, she already was one, but he wanted to decorate her in the best way he could and with the most beautiful art he could make. "That looks so beautiful" Maki spoke in awe, Nobara gave a little laugh "it's creepy, but it's really you. "

She took a look at Sukuna then back at y/n "It's very fitting, I don't know how to explain it." She continued.

Sukuna never took compliments that seriously, but hearing y/n's seemingly bitchy friend praise his work and the perception he had of her made him grin widely.

The four of them continued to speak, Maki and Nobara were very interested in Sukuna's line of work, Mai and Yuuji also took their turns in talking when they weren't too busy with one another. Y/n's friends were doing great with Sukuna, she thought he would be really difficult, he has a very explosive personality. Sukuna was putting in all the effort to make a good impression, both to y/n and the ones around her.

"So, did you miss me that much you came to find me?" Y/n asked once the attention was taken off of them. Mai looked to be having a deep conversation with Yuuji whereas Maki and Nobara got up to dance. "And if I did?" Sukuna spoke, his face dangerously close to hers, when did he manage to get hip to hip with her? Then again y/n had grown so comfortable around him, she didn't notice.

"Well, if that's the case, I'm glad you did come." She replied, Sukuna could tell she was a bit tipsy, else he would be making out with her on that sofa not caring who was watching.

Y/n poured herself another drink, thank god she didn't have to get up to get a refill, but Sukuna's voice stopped her movements. "Maybe you should ease up there" he said watching her fill two cups.

Y/n raised a brow at him "since where are you a party pooper? come on it ain't a party without a drink" her voice was playful as she tried passing one cup to him. Sukuna liked this y/n too, she was a bit more giggly, she smiled a bit more, "I'm driving sweetheart". Y/n was satisfied with his answer and proceeded to gulp down on both the cups she filled before Sukuna could stop her. She laughed pointing at him with her tongue out "too slow". Sukuna could only smile and pat her head. She was something else.

Somewhere along the night, Maki and Nobara disappeared and so did Yuuji and Mai. "You better tell your brother to take good care of my friend" y/n's state was getting worse, or more hilarious, it depended on how you looked at it. Sukuna would straight up laugh with some of the things she said, and he was trying his best to keep all forms of alcohol away from her, for her own good. "I don't think you should worry, Yuuji is much better than me in these kinds of things." He replied honestly, but y/n didn't necessarily see it like that. "There's no way he's that smooth" she trailed, the corners of her lips tugging upward. "Well if I didn't know any better, I'd say you liked me, didn't you think I was a dick?" Sukuna asked "Still do" her smile only grew wider.

One thing was for sure, y/n was very demanding when drunk, Sukuna left her side for the first time all night to get her some water, cause she felt 'like SpongeBob under that lamp drying out'. Not even slightly bothered by her request, Sukuna was on his way back to her, that's when he saw some guy standing infront of her trying to talk to her. Y/n even in her not very conscious state didn't tolerate people who didn't respect her "Just one song, come on it won't hurt, you're alone after all" the guy, y/n didn't care to catch the name of said "look, I don't dance, not unless the company is worth it, and I'm here with someone, leave me alone, this is getting annoying" Sukuna observed laughing to himself. He didn't feel the need to intervene yet. Y/n didn't like getting bossed around that's for sure, nor did she need a knight in shining armour to protect her, not that he would mind doing that. Sukuna casually sat down beside her again, ignoring the guy who was still standing there for some reason. That irritated him, it was enough that he tried to make a move on her, but not leaving while he was right there rubbed him the wrong way, "Here you go sweetheart" He said handing her the glass, praying that she won't drop and break it, he threw a glare at the guy who finally took the hint and left. "Thank you 'kuna." Y/n spoke, in a tone totally different from the one she had moments ago.

The nickname alone made his heart jump. Gojo was quite annoying when he called him that, but hearing the same word rolling out of y/n's tongue was completely different. Sukuna couldn't tell why he was feeling that way, he didn't care though, all he knew was that even the air smelled sweeter, when he was around her.

"You don't dance unless the company is good?" He asked, genuinely curious "well yes, if I feel comfortable I'll dance, but I don't really do it that much" she said, eyes heavy looking all over Sukuna's frame. " I see, how about we dance?" Sukuna suggested, he rarely danced himself, y/n made him want to get out of his comfort zone, hell he's already at a house party thanks to her.

"Only if you take some shots with me." She smilled at him malevolently. "You're playing dirty, who's going to take you home if I'm drunk?" Sukuna just wanted to hear her drunken logic "It probably takes a bottle for you to get drunk, you're clumsy, drunk or not, you're probably going to kill me if I get in your car".

Sukuna was full blown laughing, but she was right, her head was still not gone, she could walk and talk fine, she was just more talkative and cheerful, couple of shots wouldn't hurt, he could walk her home after since she lived close by, he remembered the way and then walk back home himself. She also gave him the cutest look he'd ever seen, how could he deny her?

"Ok you win" he raised his hands in defeat and y/n couldn't be happier. She poured 4 shots for them, which they quickly consumed and they were off to dance.

She never pictured him as a dancer, y/n saw Sukuna as the very cool looking dude standing on the bar, probably drinking whiskey with a bit of ice.

Looks can be deceiving, Sukuna was spinning her around, their bodies were pressed together, guiding each other to the beat. Eyes were meeting, body heat was exchanged, they fit like puzzle pieces even like this. Y/n kept looking at the exposed skin of his neck, why did he have to look like that and be this close, her face only grew warmer once her eyes met his and then dropped to his lips. Its not that Sukuna didn't want to kiss her, he would most certainly prefer her to be sober and remember it clearly the next day.

Those last two shots y/n had, in addition to Sukuna's body against hers, made her vision a bit blurry and her knees weak. "Hey doll, everything ok? You with me?" He shook her lightly by the shoulders, he could tell she was growing tired and he noticed how her demeanor changed. "Mhm, I'm sleepy 'kuna" there she goes again, making his heart skip beats. Y/n would be giving him so much shit had she realised she made him feel like that. "Ok then, how about we take you home ?" Sukuna's voice was so mellow, almost like he was talking to a toddler.

He guided her out of the crowded house, Todo was nowhere to be found, so Sukuna couldn't really let him know he was leaving.

Y/n was leaning on him, walking slowly down the street towards her place, but she abruptly stopped and sat down.

"What's wrong?" Sukuna asked, his sound as mellow as before. She was down right adorable, sitting there with a pout of her face .

"My feet hurt" y/n complained, dramatically throwing her arms around, if it was any other person Sukuna would've droped them to fend for themselves. "Really? That's sad" he replied, dropping down to her level, she only nodded, women's shoes are the most uncomfortable thing in the world. Sukuna scooped her up in his arms and carried her bridal style the rest of the way, he couldn't have her complaining and it wasn't like she would remember much either. With her arms wrapped securely around his neck, y/n could feel the warmth creeping up her neck all the way up to her ears, she didn't see the satisfied smile Sukuna wore.

Today went a lot better than he expected. So well that the tiredness got to y/n before they reached her apartment. Sukuna watched as she fell asleep in his arms. What a strange girl, she had both shyness and attitude, she was dancing her heart out no more than 15 minutes ago yet she still managed to fall asleep as he carried her.

Reaching her building, luckily the main entrance was unlocked. Sukuna took a peek at her, he couldn't bring himself to wake her up, she looked so peaceful, but unfortunately he had to. "Hey, which floor are you on?" He whispered softly, that was enough to shake y/n awake. "Third" she whispered back. Sukuna took the elevator up, and he finally reached her hallway, he only wished she didn't get her floor wrong or it would look like he was trying to break into someone else's house. "Doll, can you point your door for me? I'll put you down for a bit, where are your keys?" Y/n pointed at her door, handed Sukuna her keys and groaned as he set her down to unlock it for her. "You're such a brat" he pointed out swinging the door open, her annoyed face looked even cutter under the barely lit hallway.

Lord knows how Sukuna managed to find the light switches in the dark but he made it, y/n looked completely out of it now. He picked her back up and tried a few doors to find her bedroom. He gently layed her on the mattress. Y/n groaned again and said something about being uncomfortable. Of course she was uncomfortable, with her clothes still on from going out, there's no way she wasn't.

He shouldn't care right? He should just let her be and go home, but Sukuna could already tell she would have an awful nights sleep and he wanted her to rest properly. "Were do you keep sleep clothes" he asked, y/n pointed lazily at some drawer. After briefly digging in the drawer, he took out a pair of sweat pants and a hoodie for her.

He reached her frame again, undoing her shoes, sliding them off, next he prompted y/n with her side resting on the headboard so he could have her sit up with her legs dangling of the side of her bed. His hands found the rim of her shirt, her voice stopped him "don't look ok?" Her voice was hardly above a whisper. "I won't look"

"Promise?" She asked holding out her pinky

"promise" he stated locking it.

Sukuna averted his eyes from her body and helped her into her comfy clothes. Only one thing remained "Now come on time to get your makeup off"

"Nooo, I want to sleep" she complained loudly, dropping her body backwards on the bed. "Come on, it's not good for your skin, it will just be a minute, just be good for me" he said grabbing her hand, but y/n turned her head away. That's when Sukuna threw her over his shoulder, the most she could do was weakly hit his back and tell at him to put her down.

Sukuna sat her somewhere in her bathroom, while she still mumbled about being sleepy. He got a washcloth wet, and took a look at the products in her cabinet, she surely had an oil cleanser he just had to find it... bingo.

He pushed her hair out of the way and gently applied and massaged the product on to her skin, giving her instructions to keep her eyes and mouth close, he was extra careful not to cut her with his nails, then he used the washcloth to remove all the make-up that melted off. Sukuna also wore liner, not all the time but often enough to know that some things didn't come off with soap and water. He takes care of himself, his skin, his hair, his nails, everything. He knows a bit more than he's willing to share. Next he followed the same steps with her cleaner, y/n was enjoying herself, half asleep under his touch. He finished everything by applying a serum and a moisturizer on her face. "You've got the cheap stuff." He joked. "Hey it works" y/n defended as he picked her up once more.

This time he layed her under the covers, he pulled them up over her body, looking at her with plain adoration, he leaned down to press a kiss on her forehead.

"Sleep tight, I'll text you." He whispered in her ear, turning around to leave. A hand tugged oh his wrist, the same way he had done to her a couple days ago. Y/n was looking at him with pleading eyes "please stay" she almost begged, "are you sure? Its really late" he said, y/n nodded patting the spot beside her, he couldn't say no to those eyes. He quickly got rid of his shoes and dress shirt, he disappeared to the bathroom to take off his eyeliner and got under the covers with her.

Y/n curled up next to him, laying her head on his chest, taking in all his warmth and scent while listening to his heartbeat, his arm was wrapped securely around her.

" Can I ask you something?" Y/n's voice broke the silence. "Didn't you want to sleep?" Sukuna teased, and y/n took the opportunity to ask anyway. "Why do you like me?" What kind of question is this? Sukuna blamed the fact that she was a bit out it. She had no reason to be insecure, she was stunning and she also had a personality to back up her looks. "Let's see... you're kind of a badass, no one really talks back to me like you do, you're quite easy on the eyes too" what he said was very true, but he was falling for the little details too. The way she picked mindlessly at her food as she talked when he took her out, or the way her eyes sparkled when something peaked her interest. Even her drunken self had him feeling things he never did.

"How come you were single? Judging by your friends it's been a while" The words came out of his mouth before he could stop them, but y/n didn't give any signs of being bothered by his assumption. "Honestly, I don't want someone to fall out of love and leave me behind" Drunken words are sober thoughts. Sukuna didn't want to ask if that had happened to her before, he didn't care, he would do better than whoever hurt her.

More moments passed with him rubbing comforting circles on her back, he was sure she was asleep, her breath was slow and steady against his chest. "I wonder, what would you say if I asked you to be mine?" Sukuna whispered, staring up at her ceiling. "I'd say yes, airhead" y/n mumbled. Sukuna's eyes widened, she wasn't supposed to hear that. "I'll make sure to ask you soon then" he said, y/n looked up at him, this time he couldn't help himself and captured her lips in his, in a very slow passionate kiss. It didn't last long but it was enough to keep y/n's head spinning around with him running through it. "Sleep already, brat"

"okay 'kuna".

The light coming in, beaming through her curtains, woke y/n from a very peaceful sleep, now all she felt was the vodka she consumed the night before. Her head was pounding hard, she reached for her phone on her nightstand. Instead of her phone, her hand made contact with a piece of paper.

Good morning doll.

You're most definitely feeling like shit, but don't worry you didn't do anything too embarrassing. Unfortunately I had to go to work early and you looked cute sleeping, I didn't want to wake you. There are pain killers next to you, you must have a hell of a headache. Don't forget to eat, I made breakfast for you in the kitchen (with all I could manage to find, you should go grocery shopping more often). Text me or I might think you died in your sleep. Have a wonderful day y/n.

- Sukuna

PS I took a peek in one of your notebooks. I was right, your handwriting is really fucking bad.

Of course he had to be his usual smug self, y/n found herself laughing at the words scribbled on the paper that was obviously ripped out of one of her notebooks. His handwriting was as pretty as his drawings, so aesthetically pleasing. He had even taken time to doodle coffee cups, and some trees at the bottom of the page.

The events from the previous night were starting to flood back to her head head. She took the pain killers Sukuna left out for her, he was kind enough to place a glass of water on her nightstand too. Y/n couldn't believe Sukuna not only stayed over, but he also put in so much effort for her, he certainly didn't look like the type to do so.

Walking in her kitchen, what she witnessed, exceeded all her expectations. When she read breakfast she thought he made her a sandwich, which she would've been extremely grateful for. Sukuna had gone all out, from pancakes, to French toast, an omelet and even her coffee served. She just stood there looking at her table, mouth almost hanging.

Her phone buzzed in the pocket of her sweat pants.

You should've told me you were going out with Yuuji's hot brother. I would've never guessed that's your type.

Mai seemed to be in a mood to tease her.

You're right I should've told you, your turn, where did you and Yuuji run off to last night?

Y/n laughed knowing it was going to take a while to get a response. She sat down looking at all the choices she had, wondering what to pick. It's safe to say everything was as delicious as Sukuna.

I'm impressed. You draw, you cook AND you didn't burn down my house, I'm very thankful for that (breakfast was delicious too).

Sukuna, stared down at his phone, all the stress he had two nights ago long forgotten. Only thing that remained was to get y/n right back in his chair.

Happy to hear you're alive and kicking and you enjoy my cooking. I've got to go through, some dickbag wants me to do a cover-up. I'll talk to you later.

He dealt with this client in an unusually polite manner. Y/n had brighten his morning from the moment he woke up next to her.

Bonus Domain shenanigans: "Yuuji was right, I had to push him" Geto said to an agitated Gojo, who wanted to get under Sukuna's skin for a little longer. "Then hopefully he will bring her over, that would for sure be fun, he's going to get so worked up if we give her any attention." Gojo was rubbing his hands together at the thought. "I don't think that's a good idea. I'm not that worried about what Sukuna will do to you, we've both seen y/n, she doesn't even take his shit, I think she'd hit you." Nanami pointed out ."Well I haven't yet seen her, Yuuji said she was nice to him." Megumi joined the conversation remembering his friend talking about the girl, he had zoned out for half of it though. "I haven't seen her either, I did hear her though, she doesn't sound like she would let you pull something like that to him" Geto spoke again. "Nah she looked friendly, we can for sure make him foam at the mouth" Gojo plotted. "I can guarantee, she will rip of your head of if you try your shit." Sukuna was sure of it too.

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Female Reader/ Risotto/ Melone fic

Okay, okay. I like, totally got carried away with this. And I'm sorry?

N*SF*W 18+ for threesome.

The sound of small waves hitting the shoreline could be heard along with the playful laughter of families that littered the beach.

Today was a perfect day for sunbathing.

Luckily, you got here early enough to claim a chair and an umbrella and spent a few hours in your bikini soaking up the sun.

Every so often, a male would bring up his courage and flirt with you, which you dismissed very quickly.

If your boyfriend seen every guy that came up to you, he wouldn't hesitate to inflict damage; maybe even kill them if he wanted to.

Risotto wasn't the type of man to take things lightly when it came to you. If he saw you annoyed by anyone, he would take care of them. If someone hurt you, he would make sure they felt a stronger inflict of pain.

Getting enough of the sun, you decide to head back to your house, but not without stopping at the market for a few things.

Basket in hand, you walked up and down the aisle to find what you needed.

Eggs, bread, milk; just the essentials, really.

"Buonasera, Bella Y/N."

You turned around at the sound of your name, seeing a familiar face.

"Oh, Melone. Buonasera. What brings you by, you don't live around here."

The purple haired man eyed your body, you looked absolutely adorable in your short shorts and tank top. "Risotto gave me the task of escourting you back home."

This wasn't the first time Risotto had someone watch over you. He usually gave the task to his subordinates when he had bigger issues to attend to.

But today he sent Melone.

Risotto made it clear to his squad that you were off limits, but that didn't stop Melone from sneaking glances at you whenever he had the chance.

When he was told he was to be watching you this evening, he was instantly giddy inside. "Let me carry that for you." He said with his hand extended towards your basket.

Truth be told, Melone wasn't the only one to steal glances.

You found yourself checking him out more the last couple months. Blushing, you handed him the basket. "Thank you, Melone."

He smiled and followed you to help with the rest of your shopping.

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The key slid in the lock and clicked open, door swinging inward.

Melone carried your groceries into your house, setting them on the counter in the kitchen. "Nice place you got here." He said as he looked around.

"Thank you." You said smiling as you proceeded to put everything you bought away. "And thanks for walking me home. It's a little annoying to be watched over all the time, but I understand, given what you all do."

"You found my company annoying?" Melone teased.

"Well, no. Not your company. It's just, you know..."

"I'm kidding."

His fingers brushed your stomach as he walked up to you, causing you to feel chills through your body. "Wh-What are you doing?"

"Come now, y/n..." He leaned in closer, lips softly kissing your ear. "Don't think I haven't caught you looking at me, too. Let's have a little fun."

A little fun? You knew what that meant.

"Melone... We can't." Your mind went fuzzy as you felt his hips push against yours; his fingers tracing the band of your shorts. "If Risotto found out, we'll both be dead."

"Then he doesn't need to find out."

He kissed you, tongue dancing with yours as you couldn't help but kiss him back.

His hands pinned your wrists to the counter, making his way from your mouth to your chest with his lips.

Panting, you begged for Melone to stop, but your plea was falling on deaf ears. Besides, did you really want him to stop? With every movement he made, a wall would break and you found yourself wanting more. "M-Melone..."

He spun you around and pushed your face to the coolness of the counter, leaning over to growl in your ear. "Where is your bedroom?"

You told him and he carried you there, stripping your clothes off on the way.

Tossing you onto the bed, Melone discarded his shirt and stared at your naked body with hungry eyes. "Mmmm... Exactly how I pictured you."

You squirmed. One half of you wanted Melone to top you, giving you a ride to the stars. But the other have of you knew this was wrong since you were already dating a dangerous man. A frustrated groan left your throat.

Licking his lips, Melone bent down to the side of the bed, his head hovering over your waist. "You look delicious." He said seductively, eyes flicking to yours. "But not quite ready yet. Touch it."

"What?"

"You heard me." His face got closer between your legs, his hot breath hitting you. "I want to watch you play with it."

Melone was a strange man, but you did it anyways, your own fingers swirling around while his face was so close.

"No no no. Slower." He commanded; you complied. "That's a good girl. Just like that."

A dampness formed as you rubbed your clit. Knowing Melone was so close to you down there made your hips buck toward his face, insinuating he do something about the build up you were feeling. Your hands tangled in his hair, trying to push him to you.

Looking up at you, he smiled sinisterly.

"What are you doing? I didn't say you could stop."

"Melone... Please."

"Do it again." He demanded.

Another groan left your mouth, but your hand found yourself again, the build up rising again.

Melone kissed your inner thigh, making your hand move faster. With every inch he came closer, your hand moved to your entrance. Eventually, you slipped your own fingers inside you.

Seeing this, Melone ripped your hand away. "Why aren't you doing what you're told?"

"Melone!" You screamed out. "Eat me, please! Eat me like I'm your last meal ever!" Which, in a way, could be true if Risotto were to find out what the two of you were doing.

Grinning with lust, he dove right in; teeth, lips and tongue running all over.

Your hands held his head in place as your hips grinded his face. "Ngh...! Oh, Melone..."

He flipped you over so that you were bent over the bed and shoved himself inside you.

Both of you panted with ecstasy as he thrusted into from behind with punishing force.

"I've wanted this for so long."  Melone gasped. "You feel so god damn good."

"What the fuck?!"

A gasp escaped your mouth. Looking at the door, you saw Risotto standing there, looking mortified and angry. "R-Risotto!"

"Oh, fuck!" Melone stopped his movements and froze with fear; he was still inside you.

"What the fuck is this?! Melone! I ordered you to escort her home, not fuck her!"

He slid out of you slowly. He may have been caught red handed, but that didn't stop him from trying a last ditch effort to please you...and it worked. While he was pulling out, a pleasurable moan left your mouth along with a heavy pant and eyes rolling back. "O-Oh..."

Risotto stomped to you and grabbed your chin. "Did you like that just now?!"

"Risotto..."

"Answer the question!"

There was no reason to lie. You were caught. "Yes."

Risotto's eyes drifted to Melone. He was scrambling to grab his clothes and get the hell out of here. "Don't move, Melone."

He froze. "Ah, Risotto. I was just thinking of kinda-"

"Finish what you started."

Blinking with confusion, Melone asked "What?"

Risotto replayed how you looked when Melone pulled out of you. That look on your face gave him a jolt of excitement. He still had your chin in his palm. "I want to see more of that face. Now get back here and fuck her."

Was he serious? Or was this some sort of sick game he was playing before he killed the two of you?

Melone gulped but shuffled over, lining himself with you again. "A-Are you sure?"

Risotto's red eyes glared at him, but then he started stripping down himself, kneeling on the other side of the bed where he could see your face better. "Why are you making me repeat myself?"

Your eyes made contact with your boyfriend's. They widened when you felt Melone enter you again and set a slow rhythm. After a few thrusts, you started panting as he got faster. Your face contorted with pleasure as he hit you just right with his cock.

"Look at that face." He was getting more excited the longer he watched. "Don't you dare make her cum, Melone."

The sounds of your laboured breathing spurred Melone to go faster, but he had to listen to Risotto. He pulled out when he felt your walls tighten around him.

"Son of a bitch." You hissed as you were denied release.

Risotto switched places with Melone and used his hand to rub between your legs. "You're a bad girl, you know that? Cheating on me."

"I-Im sorry, Risotto."

He pulled you upward so that you were leaning against his chest, his hand circling you. With a nod to Melone, he silently ordered the other man to bend down and work you with his tongue again.

You were becoming a complete mess under these two men, never feeling anything like this before. "I... I want to cum... Please...?"

Risotto fondled your breasts as Melone continued to enjoy himself between your legs. "Mmmm, listen to you asking so politely." He grabbed your face again. "Only I get to make you cum, and only I get to cum inside you. Do you understand this?"

"Yes, Risotto!"

"I'm going to let tonight pass." He looked at both you and Melone, anger reappearing at what you two were doing before he walked in. "But if I catch you or hear about this again, I will not hesitate to kill the both of you."

You nodded. Thankful that neither of you were going to lose your lives tonight. Melone nodded as well.

"Good. Then I'll grant you your wish."

Risotto bent you over again and thrusted into you hard. He moved your head so that your mouth wrapped around Melone's cock. Instantly, you started sucking.

As if synchronized, all three of you came to your climaxes. Melone pulled out of your mouth and released ribbons over your face. When the two males stepped back, you collapsed on the bed with exhaustion.

"Get out, Melone." Risotto panted, staring at your limp body.

Melone quickly grabbed his clothes and left, wanting to avoid a change of mind from his leader.

After a few minutes, Risotto rolled you over. "Don't you think in the least that I'm done with you. You've been a very bad girl and you need to be punished."