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madamechrissy · 2 months ago

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Baby You're No Good

Pairings - Cult leader/clan Leader Geto x F! reader

Summary - You have been promised to marry the psychotic, human hating leader of the Geto Clan, Suguru. Your heart sinks at the wedding when you realize you're likely to be ended once you've fulfilled your duty, giving him an heir. He detests you on sight, as do you, but something happens the first time you lay together, Suguru swears you're some witch, because he can't get enough of you. He becomes consumed with fucking you, with the excuse of 'having an heir' but you begin to wonder just where the lines are blurring. Would you survive this- and will Suguru survive being with you?

CW- Arranged marriage trope, ENEMIES TO LOVERS, psychotic Geto lol- lots of hate sex, Suguru calling you a stupid monkey, angsty in places, FULL of smut. Reader is a virgin bc she's sheltered due to been promised to him. Reader is FEISTY asf and mean right back. Explicit sex and Geto being whipped/insane/obsessed and an ass. This part- fingering, fucking, loss of virginity, masturbation (suguru) finger sucking, hate sex, light angst. WC this part- 6.4k

Will be three parts or so <3 Plz share/comment/ like if you enjoy!!

Masterlist - Playlist - Part Two>>> Based on Clan Leader Geto

Part One

You were to marry Suguru Geto, curse user, rumored cult leader, and clan leader to the major four clans there were. The Kamos, The Zenin, The Gojos and The Getos, the main four clans that you all know there are. As for Suguru’s family, it turns out he is now the clan leader for them, he is the one that they are now riding the whole line of the Geto Clan on.

Marrying you.

You stand there nervously, tummy feeling sick in your pretty white robes as you stare at this psychotic man, this man that thinks people without power are lesser, and perhaps worthless. Perhaps he wishes to eradicate you all, yet for his duty to the Geto clan, it leaves him to have to be with you, the chosen one from your family, for as long as you two were alive.

Maybe Suguru Geto back then was tolerable, back when he was just a clan leader and not all the rumors that are held, but now!? Being his bride was not just terrifying, it was a literal death sentence. After you’d given him heirs you were absolutely sure he’d eradicate you and perhaps anyone you’ve ever known and loved, including your family, who’d just given you the saddest of looks.

They weren’t here, you supposed even they couldn’t live with just handing their only daughter off to him, maybe before, you’d have been excited, remembering meeting him when you were just a teenager, he was a little older than you. Handsome and sweet with this smile that made you want to pinch his cheeks, he was so courteous and sweet, but that was a different man.

You look now, as you nervously step down the aisle, eyes of everyone on you aside from him, Suguru Geto. He’s decked out in brilliant emerald robes, laughing and murmuring to several girls near him. His long black hair is half up, showcasing his handsome features, yes if perhaps he wasn’t a psycho killer, you could find him attractive, not be sick to your stomach.

As some long red headed lady taps his shoulder, her long nails against him, he finally sees you then, and his jaw locks, you feel those violet eyes on you like a physical touch. You doubt he remembers your one meeting years ago, you doubt he recognizes you or cares, or sees you as anything but a nuisance, a duty. But you see his narrowed eyes dip down your body, taking you in.

Your heart hammers as you get closer, a mix of sorcerers scowling or smirking at you, along with the Geto clan looking curiously, murmuring here and there. Everyone hoped to stay on Suguru Geto’s good side, if he had one, you weren’t quite sure, feeling the insane energy emanating from him as he studies you. Another step, another click of your heel echoing in the immaculate hall.

It’s hard to be impressed with the beauty of it, of the Geto estate, surely it’s one of the nicest there are, there are four major families, and the Geto family is one. You don’t know how you ended up being selected, your family is certainly wealthy, but you wonder at your horrific luck now as you stand before him.

You have to lean your head back just to look at the tall man, towering over everyone in the room, he makes you feel so small, even smaller with his quiet assessment, as the room is full of hushed whispers. Half of them surely want you to just die, half of them want an heir from you, you imagine this man in front of you leaning down wants both.

Suguru eyes you carefully, yes you’re beautiful, but you clearly have not an ounce of power, not an ounce of any useful energy. You’re clearly just some pathetic little mortal, which disgusts him, you’re tiny and pathetic, useless. He’s so annoyed this is what he has to do, but he certainly can’t just not fulfill these obligations, as Suguru needs the backing of his family to gain more power.

Already so powerful, and with an enormous, loyal following, he detests that he has to in any way deal with his parents still, but he supposes he will handle it for now. Surely soon he’d have the precious few mortals he allows to live, to be loyal servants at his beck and call, pathetic ants that work for their lives he allows them.

Your eyes lower nervously, lashes casting shadows on your cheeks, lights of the soft chandelier hanging above you glittering on your smooth skin. He feels it, you’re terrified, which makes him smirk just a bit, as you should know your place, under him, beneath him, perhaps he can handle you if you’ll be just a little docile. You are pleasing enough to look at.

Something familiar stirs when you look back at him, with eyes glimmering with unshed tears, your lower lip caught in your row of upper teeth. He remembers it like a fog, being at Jujutsu high with his best friends, right before he started to realize how horrible humans were, God he’d been so naive then. Your families introduced you two, but you were young.

He remembers thinking you were pretty, being just a little shy actually, which is so laughable now. You’d met Satoru then too, and he could swear you’d made eyes on him, on his old best friend who now is his enemy, which hurts Suguru in many, many ways, as having Satoru back on the right side, his side. There was no denying Satoru was the strongest, but Suguru was coming for him.

He smiles a bit as he thinks of it, and his pretty face looks terrifying for a moment, making your breath catch, as the priest begins the ceremony, and Suguru rips his eyes from you. You eye black gauged earrings, alone with some little barbell in his eyebrow, details that almost make him seem like a human, but you suppose those are just from long ago.

Suguru feels Manami’s long nails against his back, he turns and smirks at her, ignoring the pretty, but pathetic human in front of him. Manami and him have long hooked up together, though Suguru partakes in many women, she seems to be the main one by his side. Just this morning she’d sucked him off, he had not been in any sort of mood however to do more.

Knowing he’d have to fulfill his stupid duties were irritating him to know end, and no amount of sucking was fixing his shitty mood. He also sees the girls he truly sees as his real daughters, Mimiko and Nanako whispering about the bride just a bit. He errantly thinks he hears ‘pretty’ but he remembers how young they are, and what he keeps them a bit sheltered from still.

They didn’t know all of his plans yet, they were just girls still.

“You may kiss the bride.” Suguru hears errantly, he sighs, leaning down and pressing his lips against yours, hopefully the only time he’ll have to, but something literally jolts through his body as he does. He pulls back, glaring down at you, gripping your wrist, tiny in his massive grip, making you wince a bit, looking up at him with frightened eyes.

“Do you have any cursed energy!?” He demands, narrowing those intense eyes of his, you step back, shaking your head quickly.

“You know I do not. Why ask?” You whisper, he grabs your wrist even tighter, sensing every bit of your body, finding nothing. Why then, had he felt that!? Some odd shock through his system!?

He’d never kiss you again, it is quite annoying.

As the ceremony goes, and Suguru has many people around him, including some redhead you notice is all over him, you come across two little girls, who you’ve been informed are like daughters to Suguru. They both study you curiously, the little blond with pigtails smiling at you.

“You’re just a human, right?” She says, and you nod, shyly.

“Does it… suck to have no powers?” The little brunette says, and you sigh.

“Honestly, no. I don’t want all of that responsibility I guess? Do you all…” They both hold balls of energy, and you step back, heart racing as they giggle.

“Girls, not at the ceremony.” You’re almost shocked to hear him sound- kind, affectionate?- from across the room, chuckling a bit.

“Fine, dad.” They speak at the same time you notice, then they bombard you with more and more questions, while Suguru watches curiously, Manami murmuring things she’d do to him in his ear, as the other members start to dance. Someone dances with you, then, and Suguru…

Well he doesn’t fucking like it.

Why!? You’re nothing really.

When you’re finally done in the ceremony, and you’ve been dressed in some dainty little see through slip, you feel your cheeks burn with embarrassment, as they finally leave after slathering you in fragrant oil, brushing your hair till it gleamed. You eye yourself in the mirror nervously, seeing the color on your cheeks, the way your eyes look so… frightened really.

Being promised to Suguru meant being sheltered, and aside from making out and some touching when you could sneak out, you were indeed a virgin, and having your first time with a dude who wants to kill you just doesn’t sound fun. You sure wouldn’t let him see how afraid you were, not when he walks into the room, a goblet of wine in his hand, sighing and shutting the door.

You’re tense as he eyes your, thin transparent material showcasing your curves, the nip of your waist, the just of your hips, and most tantalizingly the swell of your breasts. His breath catches at just how good you do look, his cock twitching in response, irritating him to no end.

Perhaps this is just his stupid body’s response, but he does not get attracted to humans, they disgust him, even the pretty ones. But you are… exceptionally sexy right now, could it be all the wine, could it be that he saw you before he changed? Suguru shoves all those thoughts back, gulping down the rest of the red wine now, a drip falling from the corner, and you’re just standing there.

“Let’s get this over with.” He mumbles, and you glare then, making him smirk but also making his cock even more full of blood.

“Let’s, I don’t want this any more than you.” You mumble, unlacing the ribbons over your gown then, and he’s irritated at how bad his hands itch to take it off you, instead raising a brow.

“Oh I doubt that, at least you get to fuck me, someone with power. I am the one that has to fuck a pathetic monkey.” Your scowl deepens, as he unlaces his belt, letting his robes fall, and you see his perfect body, well formed pecs and cut abdomen, lines and swirls of tattoos all over his body, even on his corded arms.

You falter for only a moment, because his body is literally perfect, down to the trail of dark hair below his flat belly button, but you quickly shove all that out, ignoring the way your body is reacting to just seeing him. “Monkey, huh, is that what you call humans?”

“Sure is, pathetic monkeys, lesser developed and-” He pauses when your dress falls in a silky pool to your ankles, and you stand there naked fully, his heart dropping into his damn stomach.

His cock is leaking precum just staring at you, god you’re fucking beautiful, so beautiful he doesn’t think he can put a word to it. It’s as if his cock doesn’t recognize you’re some pathetic human, neither do hands that itch to touch, and his tongue that wants to just lick you.

Fuck you’re annoying.

Why are you built like this!? Your perfect tits alone are making him ache for you so badly he can hardly breathe, as they rise and fall with your own nervous breaths, and you look right at him, boldly. Suguru tries to avert his eyes, to play it off in any way, but he’s awestruck, lips parted, as he watches you cross your arms under those breasts, sees a hint of a pussy he wants to bury himself inside.

Fuck if you were just… if you just had some powers, he’d have so much fun with you, god he’d tell you how pretty you were. He’d make you cum on his mouth over and over, feel you gripping his long locks, but he can’t because you’re… you’re nothing, really, just a monkey… he has to remember.

You see red lining his perfect cheekbones, making you curious at him until he clears his throat, averting his eyes and releasing his hair, letting it cascade over broad shoulders. “Let’s just… get it done.” You murmur then, sitting on the futon now, decked with reds and golds in the luxurious room they had made for the two of you.

That’s when Suguru sees your perfect little pussy, making him bump into the side table, you blink a bit, curiously at him, thighs spread as you rest on your elbows. He cannot even function, you are so perfect he hates it, surely there is something about you, some energy they’re missing, there is no way that you’re a human, with such effects on him!?

He lets his pants fall as he tries to pull himself together, and that’s when you see him, rock hard and thick, far, far too many inches. You panic, wondering just how the fuck that’s gonna fit, you’d had fingers inside you that hurt a bit before, this was probably gonna wreck you. You almost shut your thighs, watching his reddened tip drool pearly drops of precum.

Sheltered but not stupid, he was clearly ready. You raise a brow. “You seem pretty… ready for such a monkey in front of you, hmm?”

Suguru glares now, grabbing you by the hair, cock near your face, you wonder if he’ll shove it in your mouth wildly, but he’s just pulling at your hair, making you gasp out in pain, as he tilts your head back. “Do you even know what to do, pathetic little fucking monkey!?”

“I haven’t before, no.” You whisper then, and he pauses, gulping down some horrible sense of guilt. Not only has he not been with a virgin, he knows he’s clearly not your choice for this.

What is it that's making him feel so much?

He hates it. He hates you.

Is it the fact that he can see you’re afraid, he lays with women who coo over him, who are soaking wet as he just smiles at them, women who drop to their knees if he snaps his fingers. He doesn’t want to hurt you, but he shouldn’t care, right? What are humans to a sorcerer?

“I know you need an heir, so just… put it in me.” You say, he chuckles then, shaking his head as he shoves you back on the bed, bouncing just slightly when he rests over you on an elbow, sucking on two fingers then.

It’s so lewd, how his mouth wraps the thick digits, his cheeks hollowing as he sucks on them, before he sinks two right in your tight little cunt, making you gasp at the stretch, and making him exhale, holding back a moan. You’re so tight, clenching him, your gummy little walls convulsing, making him picture just how good you’ll feel around his cock.

“Do you have to!? Just get it in.” You whisper, and he glares down at you, lips parted at your utter lack of knowledge and insolent mouth.

“I can’t, you’re too tight, stupid monkey.” You glare and shove at his chest, only making him chuckle more. “You think I wanna prep or even touch you?”

“You think I w-want those or that in me!? No, just do it. Stop that… touching me inside… mnh!” At the sound of your own moan you cover your mouth, gasping as your eyes shoot up to his, he tilts his head, long silky hair falling like a curtain to the side of you both, as he presses on that spot again.

This time your eyes roll back, and he knows he’s found it, that spot in your pretty pussy that is just a little spongier, as your cunt starts drooling, and his cock has to press against the bed, for any pressure. Not only do you feel so good, so wet, you’re also fucking gorgeous as your head falls back, eyes fluttering shut, and he looks down at the mess you’re making.

“Messy little thing, tsk.” He says then, and you’re struggling to form a word when he puts his fingers back in, building pressure in your tummy that feels far too good, making you hate him more. “Hear her, huh? Monkey that excited?”

“D-don’t hear shit, don’t even l-like it.” You manage to utter out, and he’s smirking down at you, kissing down your breasts far too fondly, moaning as your walls are fluttering around his fingers, sucking a pretty, puffy nipple in his mouth. “Just fuck me, would you?”

“It will hurt you… I-” You pause, blinking as he leans up from licking and biting your breasts, little trails of saliva, as you look at him with wide eyes.

“What do you care, you don’t need me to like it to give me an heir. Just get it done so I can go to sleep.”

Your words hit him then, why does he care? Suguru could slaughter a village but can’t imagine fucking you without preparing you properly, fuck he wanted you to like it, to want him. And why!?

“You won’t be able to take me, tiny pathetic little cunt can’t.” You scowl as he sucks on a nipple again, scissoring his fingers in your cunt now, making lewd squishing sounds as you feel you’re soaked, mortifying you.

“Stop sucking on them, you don’t need to.” You shove him again, and he glares, leaning over you now, intimidating as he curls slick fingers, making you gasp in pleasure, biting your lower lip hard so you don’t scream out how good it is.

“If I must breed you, I’ll do it how I wish to. Stop acting as if you can tell me what to do.”

“I hate you.” You smack him then, earning a psychotic glare, and you realize fuck you’ve messed up, as he takes his fingers out of your pussy and shoves them right in your mouth, making you choke on them.

“Will you shut up, stupid monkey, fuck.” He’s then lining up his cock with your entrance, shoving your thighs up high. “Fine then, wanna get it over with, huh?”

You nod eagerly, hating every second under him, even if your body betrayed you. “Sure do, fucking psycho.”

“Psycho, huh?” You nod again, then gasp in pain as he fills you, stuffing your cunt full in one stroke, making it burn even though you are soaked and prepared somewhat, nothing could really prepare for his huge cock inside you.

“Ah!” You blink back tears, tears that bother him, and they shouldn’t, but now he wants to tenderly brush back your hair, that’s fallen on your brow. He wants to pull back out and prep you more, but you’re an insolent brat who won’t even let him, and he shouldn’t want to.

But your pussy gripping him drives him insane, to the point he could cum in a stroke or two, it’s gripping that fucking good. He can’t take it, he rests his head in the crook of your neck, so you don’t see an already pussy drunk face when he pulls back, shoving his cock even deeper, and feels your nails in his back, digging, hears your little cries of pain.

He wants cries of pleasure.

What the fuck are you doing to him!?

Is it human to have a pussy like this, he wonders, biting back a moan and leaning up, grabbing at one of your thighs to sink deeper, and you hate that it starts to feel good, when he starts fucking into you. Thick cock stretching, as your cunt gushes around him, his tip dragging on some spot that makes your eyes roll back again in pleasure, and this fucker notices.

“She’s fuckin’ soaking my cock, huh? Like it, pathetic little monkey, a sorcerer over you?” You manage to glare, shaking your head, his attractive smirk widening, as he fucks you deeper and harder, and you’re a tremblind mess under him. “Oh no, you don’t hmm?”

“N-no, hate it. Hate you.” He scowls now, as you gulp down moans and cries he’s dying to hear, so he pays attention, to when you’re gasping, clamping down, realizing the spot and angle you’re dying over, so Suguru grins down at you, lifting your thighs up so high he slams your cervix. “Ah!”

“There it is.” He whispers to himself, pressing on the backs of your thighs and slamming your cervix, over and over, as you’re moaning so sexy, your back arching, while he’s folding you damn near in half now. “F-fuck… you feel so…” He stops himself, he can’t say that.

It feels so perfect.

Feels like you’re made to take his cock.

You’re so pretty under him, perspiration on your forehead, eyebrows scrunched, lips red from you biting them, your eyes glazed over. God you’re gorgeous, as his cock is throbbing inside your tight walls, and you’re struggling so hard to act like you hate it, when he’s hitting that spot over and over, his tip dragging on it again and again. You moan out loud, whining when he rolls his hips bottoming out.

“J-just cum, finish it. W-wanna be d-done.” You whisper, he glares now at you.

“Not enjoying it at all?”

“Hate it. B-boring.” Suguru laughs now, shaking his head, slamming into you, and you’re screaming out, convulsing, feeling pressure build and build, realizing with a panic then.

You’re gonna cum.

Not for him, dammit!

You struggle to hold back, shaking your head and covering your face, when he lets your thighs fall to the side, yanking your hands off your face, pinning your wrists above your head with a strong hand, long fingers wrapping your delicate wrists like they’re nothing. You gasp at it, as his other hand yanks you by your hip, slamming you down his length.

“I’ll look upon your face.” He says through his teeth, dying to watch it when you cum, and fuck he feels it, you’re so close. He wants it then, he needs it, you to cum all over him, milking him so good, and your eyes go wide in shock, but they’re already so fucked out. He’s leaking precum inside you, dragging on that spot and watching you unravel for him.

“Why do y-you wanna- mnh, f-fuck!” You’re clinging to the sheets, when Suguru would like you to cling to him, as he sends you over the fucking edge, and he watches your gorgeous face screw up in pleasure, making his cock pulse.

Fuck you’re pretty.

Fuck he hates you for doing this.

He’s never even felt anything better than this.

“Can’t help yourself, huh monkey? Gonna cum all over my cock, aren’t you?” He whispers, you shake your head, still pinned under him, and he lays over you, grinding his cock inside you, dark hair on his pelvis just pressing on your neglected clitoris, then you feel it, and he moans. “There it is.”

“No, no, no… f-fuck you… hate… ah!” You’re shattering, cumming so hard you can’t even see, all while this psycho watches avidly, and you hate him more for it, for giving you this orgasm that almost makes you faint. “Sh-shit… mnh…”

Your cunt soaks his cock as the orgasm wrecks your brain, as you’re convulsing around his thick veiny cock, with its tip pressing into your cervix, and you’re twitching under him, pathetic. You gasp as he fucks you through it, disoriented and blinking rapidly at how euphoric you feel, listening to the grunts and groans of his and the squelching of your cunt.

“Oh my… f-fuck…” Suguru groans now, unable to hold back any longer, violet eyes so dilated they look black as they drink in your face, lips hovering over yours, cock fucking harder and harder.

You almost cum again, clenching around him, as he moves over you, stuttering in his rhythm finally, faltering just a bit, gripping you tightly as he moans out, his breath hot against your lips, lips he wants to kiss, a mouth he wants to spit inside, tongue he wants to feel on his skin. You’re maddening, he realizes then, as he gets closer to his release, his cock throbbing at your pussy milking him so good.

“Mnh… shit I hate… you…” You whisper, as you’re cumming again, and he grips your wrists so hard they’ve gone numb, starting to pump hot loads of cum inside, you, groaning out loud at how good it feels.

“Milking me, shit… f-feels so fucking perf-” Suguru holds it back, luckily you’re too fucked out to care, as his cum fills you, so hot and gooey, and you’re both gasping for breaths, the room quiet save front he sounds of his cock slipping inside you, and your hearts pounding. “Filled you so fucking good, monkey, hmm?”

“G-good, it’s over…” You whisper, damn near delirious as your aftershocks make your sticky walls grip him, he gasps at it, pumping even more, as he looks into your eyes, feeling too much.

“Y-yes. Over.” He manages to spill out, and you whimper when he kisses your neck, something he shouldn’t indulge in, easing off your wrists and looking at them, his hand left prints clearly.

You ease them down, fingers wresting on his shoulders for a moment, a moment that feels too good, too natural, before you press on him. “Can you go, then?”

“What?” He blinks in confusion, cock still inside of you, fuck he never even wants to leave, so hot and wet and-

“Your seed is inside me, we should be good for now. I’m… sore. Please get off of me.” You look away now, and Suguru’s pulse races, as you refuse to look at him whatsoever when he gets off, easing his cock out of you with a messy pop sound, tensing as he sees the evidence of your innocence between your thighs.

“Let me clean you up.” He murmurs, and you glare, shaking your head and closing your legs then. “Would you just-”

“Fuck you, get out. I don’t need you cleaning me up, we’re good until… I guess whenever we have to do this again.” You stand on wobbly legs, as Suguru stands, looming over you as you head to the shower adjoining the room, grabbing you by the top of your arm. “What!?”

“So eager to run off, monkey? You should thank me.”

You laugh then, ignoring the throb of your pussy and the pounding in your head, fuck him he felt so good in you, you’ve never even felt that good before, not from little orgasms you gave yourself. You hate him more for it, not only did your first time have to be with this ass of a man, a psycho killer, you also came when you didn’t even want to, making it all worse/

“Thank you!? For what!”

“For cumming inside you.” He presses you against the wall then, looming over you so tall, his sweet breath like the grapes of the wine as he grabs your chin, forcing your eyes on his. “For making a monkey like you cum.”

“You didn’t make me cum, stupid psycho.” You glare right at him, chest heaving as you speak the lies, but he laughs right down at you, thumb brushing over a lip with teeth indentations from how hard you bit it.

“Didn’t cum? You’re a fucking liar, on top of being pathetic. Useless.”

“Useless, yes except to have your stupid heir. I can’t wait to get pregnant, actually, so I’ll never have to get touched again.”

“Oh yeah, so fucking horrible?”

“Terrible.”

“And you’re disgusting to me.”

“Good!” You shove at his strong chest, slick with sweat, and pause there then, as does he, a hand now entwined at the nape of your neck, as he dies to kiss you, brutally, over and over, but he just holds you there. “Am I done for the night Lord Geto, or whatever the fuck you like to be called?”

He’d like you to scream Suguru.

Fuck.

“Will you just let me clean you up, it was your first time and-”

“Oh no, you’re not gonna play like you care at all. We did what we had to do, what we both had to do, neither of us wanted it, or enjoyed it. Right?” You demand then, raising a brow, and he scowls.

“Not right, and I’m just-”

“I remember it, meeting you, you were… sweet.”

He laughs then. “What?”

“You were, and him? I’d have been happy to do this, but you? I don’t wanna look at you and think of it. Let me go.” He scowls as he goes to grab his clothes now, and you lean against the wall, covering your face, not wanting him to see just how you are affected by him.

“I’ll be putting a curse at your door, to make sure you don’t run.” He says then, making you blink in shock, seeing he’s dressed finally, putting his hair back up.

“I have nowhere to run to.” He pauses at that, jaw locked. “But go ahead, maybe it’ll be better company than you.”

Suguru scoffs. “Clean up.”

“Get out.” You order, finally he turns, walking out, leaving you to step into the shower, letting the hot spray hit you, sore in places you’ve never imagined, thinking just how much you hate him.

You’re sobbing then, under the coverage of the shower, where no one would see you, see what he’s done to you, your mental state in ruins. You scrub everywhere his elegant fingers touched, everywhere his lush lips kissed, hissing when you wash your sore pussy, looking down at your fingers, finding his cum pouring out of you. Hot, sticky white cum washed by the shower.

Steam fills as you slide down to sit in the shower, resting your head on your knees, hating him so much you can barely breathe. Bad enough he fucked you, why did he have to make you enjoy it, why did he act like he cared for your pleasure, cared for you after even? A lie, all a lie, and it’s the last thing you need.

You will hate him.

Outside your room, Suguru leans his back against your door, trying to catch his breath, head swirling with you, hands shaking as they brush back his hair. You have him shaking, you annoying, stupid brat of a girl, who wouldn’t even let him try to care for you, at all.

Why’d he want to though? You were right, your duty was fulfilled for the night, he should stop thinking of how he’d love to be in that shower with you, how he’s dying to be back inside you, imagining making you admit how good it felt. He could feel your slick on his cock still, wondering if you feel him pouring out of you, dying to breed you again, again, again.

He detests you.

Summoning a curse, a rather derpy looking one shaped like a bull with several eyes, he plops him next to your door now, this is a docile curse he’s had since his youth, bringing back too many memories. Of being happy, of laughing, of a girl named Riko, right before he’d snapped, her riding this curse on its back as they tried their best to save her.

It proved how disgusting humans were that day, lest he ever forget, his fist clenched as he struggles to gain his resolve, looking down at the creature now. “Guard this door.” It nods, tongue lolling out, Suguru sighs then. “Also make sure you… care for the girl in this room. Yes?”

It nods again, as Suguru does not know if you are safe really, surely no one would go against him, but there is much hatred already for humans, and many, many people hate you. But he wants you to be safe, otherwise he’ll just get another bride thrown on him, and who knows if he’d hate her more.

Suguru ends up in his room now, sighing as he sees Manami there with another woman from his cult, he shakes his head as they try to disrobe him. “No, I am not in any sort of mood for it.”

“But Suguru, it must've been awful.” Manami cooes, and the other girl nods, as they rub up and down his arms, making him feel disgusted.

How?

How do they, powerful women, make him disgusted now? He owes you no loyalty, he did not plan to only be with you, but the thought of anyone but you actually makes him sick. What sort of witchcraft do you possess, some new undetectable kind that he hasn’t figured out, to make him feel like this? Are you some weapon to destroy his fucking plans?

“Go. Now.” Suguru orders then, and they pout as they leave, but Suguru can’t get his mind off you, not when he’s washing you off in the shower, every vivid thought of making you enjoy it fills his mind.

Suguru hates you more when he’s stroking his cock to the thought of you whimpering, begging for him, on your knees with your tongue out. He’s moaning as he pinches his tip, he already came so much but he can’t stop how hard he is, thinking of how your eyes would cross as he fucked your throat, as he came so deep and you swallowed him greedy.

Thinking of you riding him, your tits bouncing right in his face, your thighs squeezing his face as he lapped his cup out of your pussy after. ‘F-fuck, you like it, don’t you’ he’s muttering, wet hair sticking to his back as water pounds down, and he’s stroking his cock faster and faster, eyes shutting, vivid pictures of you everywhere.

‘That’s it, good girl, cumming just for me, mine, aren’t you’ he’s stuttering, saying stupid insane shit, so high off your pussy he can’t even talk himself out of it, not when his big hand strokes his thick shaft over and over.

When Suguru cums again he moans out loud, hunching over and gasping for a breath, hating you more for what you’ve done when his sticky cum pours all out of his hand now. He rinses himself off, shaking his head and covering it with his other hand, realizing jerking off was nothing like cumming inside you, like fucking your perfect little pussy.

Just who the fuck are you?

******

The next day of being Suguru’s wife, you open the door and gasp, seeing some bull shaped creature who’s grinning at you, several eyes wide open as it licks your leg, making you squeak. “What!?”

“He likes you.” Comes Mimiko’s voice, she’s poking around on her phone, and you take a breath, smiling a bit.

Just because Suguru is a psychotic dick, it doesn’t mean you’d take it out on little girls, or oddly cute curses. “Can I pet it?” You ask, and Nanako giggles next to her sister, stepping closer.

“He’s docile.” She pets him then, and the thing damn near purrs, you bend down on your knees now, petting him yourself, sighing.

“He’s kinda cute?” They burst out in laughter, leaving the hall then, as you find the first bit of comfort in one of stupid, psycho Suguru’s curses. “You like me?”

He nods, licking on your cheek, you swipe at it, wincing as it runs off, and suddenly Suguru Geto is standing right in front of you, as you’re just on your knees still, looking up at him. Vivid insane thoughts fill you, as you feel your tummy clench, pussy so sore from him still, thinking of the dreams you’d had of this ass of a man, and now you’re just… there.

He freezes when he sees your hair fall back, loose and flowing, shimmering likely from your shower, and you’re right where he pictured you, what he jerked himself to over and over. The urge to pull out his cock and fuck your pretty face was overwhelming, driving him so insane his cock responds violently, already leaking precum, annoying him to no end.

He’d turned down more women this morning, because now he’s coming to a really annoying realization- he wants you. Only you. He’s blaming his stupid body, for wanting a petty human, but it’s undeniable, while you just blink and look up for a moment, before you clear your throat, standing and grabbing the door way, looking away now.

“Where’d the curse go? I like him.”

“You like him!?”

“Better than you, I was right. He’s cuter.” You smile then, and he glares, grabbing you right by your throat, only making you laugh.

“Who’s the psycho here, me or you?” He whispers, and you grip his wrist now, as he looks how pretty your neck is with his hand around it, as he looks at glossy lips he wants to kiss.

“Gonna kill me before the heir?” You whisper, when he squeezes just so.

“Tempting to do so.” He whispers against your lips, and you come to a very annoying realization of your own, when your nipples tighten, when your pussy drips from him choking you.

You want this psycho.

Just your body, you’ll just blame that, but it’s undeniable, and it makes you despise him more. “Go for it, put me outta my misery. Won’t have to look at you.” You say, he squeezes harder, stepping a little further in the room, as you feel lightheaded, and fucking horny.

What’s wrong with you!?

“Why don’t we work harder on making it happen then?”

“Now!?” You demand, and he shuts the door, smirking, undoing his black robes as you rub your sore neck.

“Now.”

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“𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊?” - 𝒟𝑜𝓇𝓂 𝐿𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒻/𝒷𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇👩🏻‍🍳 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉 1/2

✮⋆˙ Summary: Despite being a magicless student in NRC, you are extremely talented in the kitchen. Hanging out with your boyfriend, you hear his stomach grumble, allowing the first thought to come to your mind, “Want me to make something for you?”

✮⋆˙ Pairings: Riddle Roseheart x Reader, Leona Kingscholar x Reader, and Azul Ashengrotto x Reader

✮⋆˙ Genre: Fluff and Romance

✮⋆˙ Tags: Chef Reader, Cooking, Love Language, Cooking for Others, Acts of Service, Love Language: Acts of Service, Dorm Leaders x Reader, Female Chef Reader, Twisted Wonderland, Headcannons

✮⋆˙ Credit: Divider by @strangergraphics-archive

Riddle Rosehearts🌹

🌹Riddle couldn't process what you said. You wanted to make something for him? He was pleased, but then the guilt came, He didn't want to trouble you with something like that. "Y/N!, y-you don't need to do that. I can always grab something from the cafeteria." Shaking your head, you grabbed his hand, pulling him along with you. "Nope~ I'm making you something. Now come on, show me where the kitchen is here in Heartslabyul."He went red, from shyness, not anger, as he gave in to you, telling you exactly where the dorm kitchen was, while giving your hand a soft squeeze.

🌹Having entered the kitchen, you realized it was empty, perfect, as both you and Riddle can be alone together. Pointing to the stool, you told Riddle to take a seat, as you went to get ready. Grabbing the apron and chef hat, you gave a huff of approval as you neared the sink, washing your hands. "So, have you thought of what you wanted?" Smiling up at Riddle, you awaited his answer, as he sat in a daze, until he realized you were talking to him.

🌹"Well I..." He placed his hand on his chin, giving it a thought. Leaning closer on the kitchen island, your hands held your face up, eyes sparkling, making him blush. "What are you craving? Pizza, soup, pasta, salad, cake, cookies? I can make anything you want. Ask away!" His mind was racing, unable to think of anything with you looking at him like that. His mind went to strawberry tarts, but he didn't want you to make something that required a long time to prepare, plus he wanted to eat something that gave him his nutritional needs. "Sandwich?" Riddle asked, wearing a soft smile.

🌹Without a word, you nodded your head and got to work, grabbing the essential ingredients, but adding a twist as you grabbed milk bread in the pantry, strawberries, sugar and whipping cream. Riddle watched you prep up, admiring how at ease you looked, remembering how nervous he was in the Culinary Crucible, when he was attempting to make cabbage rolls. Cooking wasn't at all like alchemy, as he originally thought, seeing how certain measurements and tools to prep were different despite them being almost similar. There was a part of him that wanted to improve his skills in the kitchen, maybe you could teach him?

🌹Riddle thoughts were interrupted as a plate was pushed in front of him. "Here you go, enjoy!" You said, with a smile, waiting for Riddle to try it. Looking at the sandwich, Riddle noticed that it wasn't a regular sandwich, seeing strawberries inside the bread, instead of meat and vegetables. "What is this?" He questioned, not knowing what it was you had prepared. "Oh, you never had a strawberry sando before? It's a fruit sandwich, so the bread is milk bread, adding a soft texture, and there is whipped cream inside along with strawberries. They are very popular in my world, plus I know how much you like strawberries, so I figured this was perfect to make for you."

🌹His mouth was shaped like a "O" as he continued to stare at you and the sandwich. Even when asked to make a sandwich, you made it in a way that suited his taste preferences? His heart couldn't stop thumping like crazy. Gauging Riddle's reaction, you worried, thinking he was upset, "Oh, do you not like it? I can't make another san-" Your words were cut off by him, "NO...no...the sandwich is perfect. Thank you, Y/N." Riddle picked it up, as he whispered "Itadakimasu" and bit into the sandwich. The delicious taste of whipped cream and the sweetness of the strawberries made Riddle hum in delight, eyes shining brightly from how amazing it was.

🌹"Hehe, judging by your reaction, I'm guessing you like it." Riddle nodded, as he continued to eat the sandwich, giving out a satisfied hum as he finished, using a napkin to clean his face. "Thank you again, my rose." His pure smile was making your heart melt, this boy was way too adorable. Walking over to him, you patted his head, making him stiffen at first, until he finally relaxed. "You're welcome Riddle. Whenever you are craving something or hungry, just ask me, okay?" Riddle leaned into the sensation, until you pulled away, making him a bit sad, but he smiled up at you. "Alright. Just make sure whatever you make me doesn't violate the 810 rules, understand?"

🌹Raising your eyebrow, you smirked at him, "Oh? And if it does, you going to throw what I made you away? How cruel" Stuttering, Riddle shook his head, recalling how he reacted with the Mont Blanc tart incident "N-no I wou-." He got cut off when you kissed his cheek, "Joking~" Calming down, Riddle looked down shyly, mumbling that he will eat whatever you make him, causing you to laugh as you kissed him again, making him flush with a mini smile on his face.

🌹What You Made For Riddle + Recipe🌹

Recipe- Strawberry Sando

Leona Kingscholar🦁

🦁Leona was napping in his room, while you were laying on the bed with him, well with him on top of you, as he nuzzled his head into your stomach, soft snores escaping him. You then hear a loud sound coming from him, recognizing that was a stomach grumble. "Hey Leona, want me to make you something to eat?" You whispered, not too soft though as you wanted him to hear you. Leona motioned his head up, one of his eyes opened, having woken up when you said that to him. "What?" He questioned you, thinking he was still dreaming. Looking down at him, you smiled, "Do you want me to make you something? I heard your stomach." You repeated what you said, making Leona smirk as he closed his eyes again, ready to go back to sleep. "I don't need herbivore food. Ruggie can bring me something anyway"

🦁He got a flick to the forehead, opening his eyes at you with a glare. "I'm not gonna make you a salad, Leona. I know you don't like vegetables. You're not gonna allow your girlfriend to cook for you?" You teased him, as you watched his ears twitch, tail moving when you said that, but he just turned, moving his body off of you, laying on the bed this time, mumbling a whatever as he went back to sleep. Smirking, you bent down to kiss his cheek, as you got up from the bed, heading out to shop for the ingredients. "Oy." You stopped, hearing Leona speak, turning to see a wallet being thrown towards you, as you caught it, looking at him confused. "Use that to buy what you need." He said, as he remained laying down on the bed. Smiling, you put the wallet in your pocket, as you headed out, closing the door behind you softly.

🦁Getting what you needed from the market a few minutes from NRC, you placed the bags on the kitchen counter, letting out a huff. Ruggie was kind enough to leave you alone in the kitchen, but not before telling you to promise him to save him some leftovers with whatever you made. Looking around, you found an apron and chef hat, putting them on as you started to wash your hands. Going to the bags, you pulled out the ground beef, onions, breadcrumbs, Worcestershire sauce, ketchup and potatoes. You chopped and sauteed the onions and then add them to the ground beef, mixing in other ingredients, then forming the meat into patty's. Getting the frying pan, you cooked the meat, covering it, as you began to work on the potatoes, peeling them.

🦁A pair of arms wrapped around your stomach, making you jump, as you felt a head land on your shoulder, nuzzling into your neck. Humming, you leaned your head against him, as you continued to peel the potatoes. "Hi." He said against your shoulder, making you respond back with a "Hi" as well. He continued to hold you, feeling his tail curl against your leg, make you giggle. "Leona, as much as I love you, I can't cook like this." With a grumble, he pulled away, motioning his body to sit against the chair, near the kitchen table, propping his head up with his hand, as he continued to watch you, emerald eyes gazing at you intensely.

🦁Once the meat was done, you prepared the sauce for them, while you finished boiling the potatoes, pureeing them to mash as you set them aside. Once everything was all set, you plated it well, turning around to Leona, who was surprisingly awake. Setting the plate down, you gave Leona a soft smile, "Its hamburg steak with mashed potatoes! I hope you like it." Leona look disinterested in it, but his tail and ears gave him away as they continued to move. Grabbing the fork, he took a piece of the meat off and raised it to his lips, taking a bite. You watched him intently, gauging his reaction. He remained the same, not even a crack of a smile, but he continued to eat, finishing the whole plate as well as the mashed potatoes, not expecting him to like them since they were part of the vegetables family. He licked his lips, before smirking at you, "Not bad, herbivore. I might hire you as my personal chef."

🦁Happy that he enjoyed it, you smiled, grabbing the plate as you began to wash up. "Glad you liked it. I was worried for a second since I'm not the best at making fancy dishes." Leona scrunched his eyebrows at that, "What you mean by fancy?" Moving your hands in the sink, you explained that he was a prince, especially growing up in a kingdom, he had a more variety to expensive delicious dishes, so you worried that what you made wouldn't fare well with what he's probably had before in his hometown.

🦁You felt your body being lifted up, turned around as he set you on the counter, using his body and arms to cage you, a predator corning his prey. He smirked down at you, as he leaned closer into your face, "Prince. Not a prince. It shouldn't matter. I'll eat whatever you make me, Herbivore, as long as you make it for me and me alone." Heart beating in your chest, your cheeks flushed as you gazed at Leona, as he leaned closer, enjoying your reaction. "Even a salad?" Teasing him back, you watch his expression drop, giving you a semi-glare. "Don't push it." Laughing, you grabbed his face, pulling him into a kiss, which he reciprocated back, pulling you closer.

🦁The two of you continued the kissing session, until you realized that you were still in the kitchen and that you needed to clean up. "Leona, hold on, we can't do this here." You said between kisses, out of breath from how passionate he was. Leona let out a deep chuckle, as he pulled away slightly, "Why not? It's my dorm anyway." Pushing him back, you got off the counter, trying to steady yourself. "I know that, but still. Besides, I have to clean up plus I promised Ruggie I leave him something." Leona let out a soft growl, as he grabbed your chin, lifting it up to look at him. "Bringing up another man's name in front of me huh? Didn't I say for me and me only?"

🦁Unamused, you removed his hand from your chin. "Hey! He was nice enough to let me use the kitchen and he made sure no one else came in, knowing that the other students in this dorm would have grabbed what I was cooking and run away with it. The hyena boy deserves it." You went back to cleaning, as Leona let out a hmph and sat back down on his chair. "When I'm done, we can continue in your room." Tiling your head back to look at him, you gave a sultry look, which he responded with a smirk of his own.

🦁Having finished, setting a covered plate inside for Ruggie. Your body was then lifted up, swung over Leona's shoulders like a sack of potatoes as he headed towards his room. Grabbing your phone, you sent Ruggie a text that there was a plate for him in the kitchen and also not to disturb Leona and you.

🦁What You Made For Leona + Recipe🦁

Recipe- Japanese Hamburg Steak

Azul Ashengrotto🐙

🐙 In his office, Azul was writing away at his desk, finalizing some paperwork, while you were sitting on the chair across his desk, finishing your school work. He knew he was busy, so he arranged it that after class, the both of you would stay in his office in Mostro Lounge, enjoying each others company. He said it was just him being benevolent, but you knew that was a lie, since he absolutely adore you. A stomach growl was heard a few feet away from you, prompting you to look up from your work. Azul was still writing away, but his cheeks were slightly pink, embarrassed that you heard that.

🐙"Hungry? Want me to make you something?" You asked with a smile, putting your school work to the side. Azul dropped his pen, looking at you with shock, before he regained his composure, pushing his glasses up. "Angelfish, there is no need for you to cook for me. Besides, I'm not that hu-" Another growl came from his stomach, making his face go red, hiding it with his hands in embarrassment. "Well your stomach is telling me directly that your lying." Giggling, you got up from the chair, heading towards the door. You looked back at him, "What would you like?" Azul remained in the same position, before removing his hands, looking at you with a soft expression. "Something healthy please. I'm on a strict diet." Your heart ached at that, remembering the glimpses of his past that you saw during his Overblot, how bad his insecurity was. Giving him a kind smile, you nodded, as you headed out.

🐙Heading into the kitchen in the lounge, you saw that both Jade and Floyd were in there, Jade polishing some dishes while Floyd was sitting on the ground, criss-crossed, bored out of his mind. "Hey Leech bros." You waved at them, making them turn to look at you. "Heyyyyy Shrimp-channnnn~" Floyd tackled you into a hug, making you laugh. "Greetings, Prefect. What brings you into the kitchen?" You made your way over to the hanging apron, with Floyd dragging behind you, still holding on to you. "Azul was hungry so I'm making him something to eat." Jade smiled at your reasoning, as he continued to polish the dishes. "Oy Shrimpy. You making something for Azul and not for me? Meanie" Floyd whined in your ear, as he continued to squeeze you, as you made your way over to the sink, washing your hands.

🐙 "If you let me borrow the kitchen and make something for Azul, I'll cook something for the both of you after, okay?" You said, turning your head to look at Floyd while looking back at Jade. Floyd smiled, exposing all his teeth as he squeezed you again, making you go a bit blue. "Floyd. The prefect can't cook if you suffocate them" Floyd whined, but let you go, allowing you to breathe. "Thanks Jade." You thanked him as he gave you a closed eyed smile. Getting the ingredients, you got rice, pickled radish, chicken tenders, seaweed wrap and seasonings. Cooking the rice, you coated the tenders in breadcrumbs, deciding it be better to pan-fry it. Once that was done, you cooled the rice down as you began to cut the radish into thin strips. Jade and Floyd continued to watch you, finding your cooking very entertaining to them, while also admiring your skills.

🐙Once that was all set, you layered the rice, chicken, and radish on the seaweed wrap and rolled it, as you then grabbed a knife and slice them, making gimpap rolls. "Perfect!" Excited, you began to clean up, making sure to wipe the counters, and clean the tools you used. "Sugoi~ They look yummy." You heard Floyd say, as he held the plate in his hand, widening his jaw. "AHH! NO!" Yelling out, you jumped up, grabbing the plate from him. "These are Azul's. You'll get your food later." Floyd pouted, making grabby hands at the food, earning a chuckle from Jade. "Floyd. I will add mushrooms to your dish if you don't behave." Threatening him with a glare, Floyd immediately dropped his hands, yet he still pouted as he sat down on the ground.

🐙Holding the plate, you walked past the both up them, reaching one hand down to rub Floyd's head, earning a chuckle from him, his mood improving. Knocking on Azul's door, you heard an enter, as you opened the door, holding the plate up with a smile. "Your food is ready~" Singing out, you made your way over to him, placing the plate down gently on his desk. Azul observed the dish, with precision, wondering exactly what you made him, "What have you made me, Angelfish?" Azul looked at you then back at the dish. "Oh its chicken gimbap. There are many ways to make it, but I decided to do it with chicken this time. I pan-fried it instead, so it's healthier and the inside has rice and pickled radish inside, and the wrapping is seaweed paper."

🐙Azul's looked at you like you were the most amazing treasure in the world. He knew you knew about his love for fried chicken, but he didn't indulge in it often, wanting to maintain his figure. Yet, here comes you, making him a simple dish that was both healthy and included his favorite food, he could almost cry. "Are you okay, Azul?" He shook out of his trance, your question bringing him back to reality. "Y-yes. I'm fine. Itadakimasu." His fork stabbed one of the rolls as he held it to his mouth, putting the whole thing his mouth with elegance. His eyes widen, the juiciness of the chicken and the tanginess of the radish was irresistible. He was grabbing another one, and another and another, having finished the dish quickly, letting out a satisfied sigh.

🐙"Subarashii." was the only word he let out, turning to you with a kind smile. "Your cooking is astounding. I would love to try other dishes from you in the future." Reaching his arm out, he pulled you so you were sitting on his lap, his head nuzzling against your shoulder. His sweet gesture made your heart skip a beat, as you nuzzled your head against him. "I could make some new dishes for your business too, if you want. I know how passionate you are about it." Azul chuckled, moving his head to place a soft kiss on your cheek, then turning back to nuzzle your shoulder.

🐙The both of you remained in the position for a while, till a loud knock was heard. "OYYYYY SHRIMPY~ ME AND JADE ARE HUNGRY." Realizing you forgot about the twins, you slowly got up Azul's lap, letting him know that you promised the twins. He was already missing your warmth, but he knew that Floyd was quite insufferable when he was hungry, so he allowed you to go. His eyes watched you as you left, as he tilted his head back with a sigh. This man was so in love with you.

🐙What You Made For Azul + Recipe🐙

Recipe- Chicken Gimbap

🍱🥘🍜To be Continued In Part 2🍜🥘🍱

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