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lemonlover1110 · 5 days ago

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𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠

Sukuna

Ex-Rated Masterlist

Pairing: Boxer!Sukuna x f!Reader

Summary: You're petty and childish with each other which is why it's best to keep you and Sukuna apart.

Warnings: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! Angst, Smut, Ex-Husband!Sukuna, Toxic Relationship, Past Mutual Cheating, Cheating, Oral Sex (m. receiving), Vaginal Sex, Locker Room Sex, Biting, Creampie

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You’re so smug as you stare at him. You’re doing this on purpose, getting all over Sukuna’s face to rile him up. You’re reminding him what he’s missing out on, even though a couple of months ago you couldn’t have cared less about his feelings.

A flip switched inside of you when Sukuna’s new relationship went public. You’re not the jealous type, but it rubbed you the wrong way when he started to show off this new relationship. All as if you meant nothing. Your divorce isn’t even finalized and he’s already with some other chick– Though your relationship never really stopped Sukuna from meeting other women.

Your relationship has always been childish. Sukuna does something to piss you off, and you get back at him even worse. Even though it was tumultuous, the mutual cheating wasn’t the reason for your divorce. Through all your immaturity, you sat down in a moment of clarity where you both agreed that what you had going on was toxic. You had two options: go through marriage counseling or get a divorce. The latter was the easiest option, which is why you took that route.

For some reason, it never registered in your mind that Sukuna would eventually move on. In your perfect world, Sukuna would stay single forever. You’d be his one and only, even if you weren’t his one and only during your marriage.

“What are you doing here?” Sukuna approaches you, quickly grabbing your arm to show you to the exit. Not only are you here, but you’re backstage, near the locker room. You’re up to something, surely.

“I’m here for moral support.” You begin, fighting back a smirk.

“Why would I–” Sukuna begins, but he’s quickly cut off.

“Babe, let’s go.” Sukuna watches as his opponent wraps his filthy arms around you, making Sukuna’s jaw clench. The idiot is doing it to piss Sukuna off, he’s sure. And there he sees a smirk on your face. Gojo might not be doing it to piss Sukuna off, but you certainly are.

“You better start praying, Gojo.” Sukuna sounds threatening, a tone that makes Gojo laugh. He should take it more seriously, but Gojo isn’t scared of Sukuna. What is there to be scared of? Any punch that Sukuna throws can easily be blocked by Gojo.

“Praying? What for?” Gojo responds, taking his arms off you and flexing his arms. He slaps his bicep before saying, “I can take it.”

“Idiot.” Sukuna scoffs, rolling his eyes before walking away. He’s leaving you with Gojo, just as you want. He gives you a nasty look before leaving you alone.

He tries to act disgusted, but you know that deep down he’s jealous.

You’re doing everything that you once did with Sukuna, and you make sure to put on a show. Minutes before the fight begins, you’re whispering sweet nothings in Gojo’s ear, soft fingers massaging his knuckles. Gojo makes a dumb joke and you laugh as if it were the funniest thing ever, but you both know that it doesn’t warrant that sort of reaction.

Gojo’s hand is on your waist, holding you close to him. He sneaks a couple of kisses every now and then, and you feel Sukuna’s eyes burning you up. The sick fuck just can’t look away.

“I’ll be rooting for you!” You make your voice loud and clear so Sukuna hears it. You’re either throwing the man off his game, or Gojo is about to get the ass beating of his life. Either way, you’re happy with the results, as long as your actions affect him.

You’re childish. You always blame the pettiness and childishness on Sukuna, but the truth is you’re as bad as him if not worse.

Gojo leaves, about to make his grand entrance in the ring, leaving you behind. You should go out there and watch the fight, since you know the TV does no justice. You look over at Sukuna one last time, only to find him glaring back at you. Even when he has his new piece by his side, kissing his knuckles like you once did, the man can’t stop staring at you.

You wink at him before walking away, and joining the audience. You try to entertain yourself, scrolling through your phone to not pay any mind to Sukuna. You’re fighting back on smiling, feeling proud of yourself for petty actions.

You were truly made for each other– Or maybe you should be kept apart to prevent this sort of situation.

You ignore Gojo’s entrance to the ring, not lifting your eyes from your phone. The guy is too self absorbed to care about you, it doesn’t matter if you cheer him on or not. You both know that you’re not here for him, you’re here for his opponent.

When you hear Sukuna’s name, your eyes finally tear themselves off your phone. Your breath hitches as you watch him make his grand entrance. You’re about to see just how much you’ve affected him.

You care more than you’d like to admit.

You want to say that you stop looking after a minute, but you can’t tear your eyes off him. The first round begins, and you feel an odd excitement overcome you. A feeling that you’ve never had in one of these fights before.

Sukuna wastes no time, throwing a jab directly at Gojo’s face. Gojo blocks it, but he doesn’t have enough time to block the uppercut that Sukuna quickly delivers.

You never paid much attention to Sukuna’s fights, but tonight you can’t look away. You can almost feel the anger that radiates from the man.

Gojo does not get a singular punch in. Sukuna wins round after round, each round where Gojo is forced to block the entire time. It’s as if the man’s arms don’t get heavy after each punch– It’s going to hurt like a bitch tomorrow, but right now the anger masks any pain or exhaustion.

Before you even know it, he’s declared the winner. He leaves Gojo stumbling and all bruised up. You’re not shocked that he won, but he made the match quicker than you could’ve imagined.

You lock eyes with Sukuna, and you feel as if your heart is about to beat out of your chest. He’s able to quickly spot you in the crowd. You try to act annoyed, as if you weren’t rooting for him.

You stand up from your seat, about to follow behind your boyfriend as he’s taken backstage. But before you can take that initiative, you feel a large hand wrap around your wrist and drag you out of the place.

“Sukuna! What the fuck!” You yell as he drags you backstage. He’s not doing any interviews right now, not when he has other more important matters to discuss… Though in his mind the discussion doesn’t involve much talking. “Let me go you brute!”

“Gojo, really?” Sukuna can’t help but say as he drags you to the locker room. He knows it’s empty, no one would dare to be here right now. Even if someone was, he would be happy to put on a show.

“He’s so amazing– He’s…” You begin but you’re not sure what to say. You don’t really care for Gojo. “He’s amazing in–”

Before you can finish the very predictable sentence, his lips land on yours. You melt right on him, as if you weren’t here to get on his nerves. He’s intoxicating, it’s hard for you to stop once something has started.

“You’re such a fucking jerk, your girlfriend is right there.” You tell Sukuna between kisses. Before you know it, your back is pressed against a locker as Sukuna kisses you with so much hunger. He acts as if he were touch starved, though you know that’s the last thing he is.

His hands are roaming around your body, looking for a way to easily take off your clothes. He ends up ripping your dress, making a gasp escape your lips.

“Not like it was covering much.” He comments before his lips kiss down your neck

“Anyone can walk in.” You tell him, but Sukuna has no shits to give. Adrenaline rushes through his veins, the last thing he thinks about is the possible risks– The risks make it more exciting.

“Not the first time it happens.” He reminds you, grabbing your hand and leading it down his sweaty abdomen until it reaches his pants. His lust filled eyes dart back and forth between your face and your hand, telling you all you need to know.

You don’t hesitate before getting on your knees and pulling down his pants. There’s a mischievous smile on your face as your hand wraps around the base of his cock. You lick your lips before your tongue licks up from the base of his cock, all the way to the tip.

“Don’t waste time.” Sukuna tells you as your tongue circles around his sensitive tip. He bites down his lips harshly, almost enough to draw blood from them. He’s not going to make a single sound of pleasure. He can’t encourage you when he’s pissed at you.

Your mouth wraps around his cock, taking in as much as you can get. You bob your head, eyes looking up at Sukuna, hoping to see a look of pleasure written all over his face. You know the look in his eye, and he needs more than what you’re giving.

He won, the winner should get a prize. Even when you’re pissed at him, you can’t deny him the simple carnal pleasure; otherwise, you wouldn’t be in the locker room with him. You take all of him in your mouth, his cock hitting the back of your throat.

“Good girl.” He finally praises you as you gag around his cock. He sees the tears that well up in your eyes, and he can’t help but groan at the sight. The mere sight of your tears could make him come in an instant.

You gasp for air as you take his cock out of your mouth. Your mascara is running down your cheeks, and spit covers your chin, but Sukuna has yet to see a more beautiful sight. He thinks about you like this at least once a day, and it’s haunting. At least you’re here now.

“Fuck.” He whispers under his breath when your tongue presses against that sweet spot under his tip. You always know what to do with him, and it pisses him off.

He’s mad at you and at himself– Because you’re damn near perfect and when he tries to move on, he fucking can’t. He’s been thinking about you all night long. He knows that whatever you have going on with Gojo isn’t serious, but just seeing you so close to that clown is enough to ruin his damn year. This isn’t what he should be thinking while you’re on your knees though.

“You’re so fucking big.” You tell him as your hand strokes his cock. “I need to feel you.”

“You’re such a fucking slut.” Sukuna says as he forces you to stand up. His hand wraps around your throat as his lips sloppy kiss yours. Two fingers rub your cunt over your panties, and he just feels them dripping wet. When he pulls aways, his lips go to your ear, “All you ever think about is getting fucked, huh?”

“Fuck me, Sukuna.” You breathlessly answer, and before you can even blink, he turns you around. You’re pressed against the lockers while Sukuna pushes your panties to the side. He spits on you, aiming for your pussy but it mostly lands on your ass and the floor.

“Beg for it.” He orders as he runs the tip through your folds.

“Give it to me, Sukuna.” You respond, but that’s not enough for the man. He needs to hear the magic word roll off your tongue. You know that he isn’t satisfied so easily.

He keeps teasing you, and you could die of desperation. Your pussy aches for him. You let out the weakest please. A word that’s barely audible, but you know he hears it. It isn’t enough for him though.

“Be loud. Use your damn voice.” He demands.

“Please!” You nearly yell, as if there’s no in between. It wouldn’t be the first time that everyone hears your voice so loudly coming from the locker room. Though it is extremely imprudent when you both have someone else… It doesn’t matter to you either way, not when Sukuna pushes himself inside of you and stretches your cunt out.

Your eyes are nearly rolling to the back of your head, hands closing on their own as he fills you up with his cock. His name rolls off your tongue as you get adjusted to him. You didn’t even realize how much your body needed him; you feel euphoric, and he has yet to move.

“You’re so fucking tight.” Sukuna tells you through gritted teeth, a confidence boost to your ego. You know that he’s going to think of you for a while after this. He begins to give slow thrusts, and you hold on to the lockers for balance.

“Oh– Sukuna…” You moan, his cock hitting all the right spots. The idiot is good for nothing except for fighting and sex. Maybe that’s all you need in a man, and the reason you kept him around for so long.

“Your needy pussy missed me.” Sukuna sounds so smug, and you don’t care to argue with him. It did miss him so so much. Sukuna’s teeth land on your shoulder, biting down hard enough to draw blood from your skin. The pain adds to the pleasure, and you loudly moan his name.

You’re sure the sound is loud and clear for anyone to hear outside of the locker room, but there’s no such thing as embarrassment when you’re fucking the winner.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” He can’t help but groan. He surely doesn’t regret skipping the post fight interview to come here. Everyone is surely wondering where he is but– Who is he kidding, everyone knows where he is and exactly what he’s doing. It’s not the first time nor the last time it’ll happen.

“Oh! Right there, Suku! There!” You moan as he begins to play with your clit. Your eyes are rolling to the back of your head as you feel your orgasm build up. Sukuna just beat the shit out of some dude, but this is his proudest moment of the night. There’s no sweeter victory than having you mindlessly moan his name as he fucks you.

“Do you want my cum, baby? Do you want me to finish inside of you?” Sukuna whispers into your ear, and that’s enough to drive you to the edge. You chant yes over and over again as you reach your peak.

“I’ll fill you up then. I’ll give you all my cum.” He repeats, followed by sloppy thrusts. He’s surprised he managed to last so long with you, but he certainly isn’t complaining. He bites into your soft flesh again as he fills you up with his seed.

Sukuna pulls out, quickly adjusting your panties. He walks over to the showers to clean himself up before facing the crowd. He leaves you as if he didn’t drag you back here.

You nearly fall to the floor, holding on to the lockers for support. Sukuna knows how to leave you weak, that’s for sure.

“Hey! What am I going to wear?” You yell at him, though it falls on deaf ears. He’s ruined your dress, and you didn’t come here with a change of clothes. You sigh when you realize he isn’t going to help you unless you get in his face about it.

You take off your underwear and follow after him in the shower. You squeal as you join him, the water a little too cold for your liking.

He chuckles when he spots you with your arms crossed next to him.

“What? I gave you the attention you wanted, anything else?” He says, and you roll your eyes. “Last time I checked you didn’t mind walking around full of–”

“I need clothes. You ruined my dress.” You cut him off before he can finish his awful sentence. There’s a smirk on his face before he speaks again.

“You’re going to pay for that.” He says, cold hands going to your hips. “Give me a kiss.”

“What’s come over you? You’re not lovey-dovey and shit.” You point out as he pecks your lips. Once, twice until you lose count.

“You don’t realize the good pussy you have until you lose it.” He answers, making you glare at him. “Or until a Gojo has it.”

“Sukuna.” Your voice is stern, making him roll his eyes. He guesses he can word it better.

“Seeing you with Gojo pissed me off.” Sukuna says. “He doesn’t deserve you. I don’t either but… Yeah.”

“Yeah.” You nod. He wraps his arms around you, and you bite down your lip. As much as you want to paint yourself a saint, you can’t. You end up confessing, “I’m just as childish and petty as you, if not worse. I’m not–”

“I don’t like my current girlfriend. I got with her to piss you off.” Sukuna interrupts you. “I knew you’d do the same, I just didn’t think you’d do that shit with a clown.”

You chuckle.

“What do you think about marriage counseling?” You suddenly bring up.

Lots of people have sex with their exes without bringing up the possibility of getting back together, and you thought that you’d end up fitting in with that crowd. But while you’re next to Sukuna you can’t help but feel as if this is something that you can work through. A frown comes to his face, and you quickly regret the words that have left your mouth.

“As long as you don’t cheat on me again.” Sukuna answers and you scoff.

“I only did it because you did it.” You point out.

“You started the whole cheating game, don’t you try.” He argues back.

“You had a wandering eye.”

“Can you blame me? We were twenty when we got married, a man is allowed–" He begins but he sees the look in your eye and he won’t even dare to finish that sentence. He kisses the top of your head. “Sorry.”

Maybe you shouldn’t. It’s dumb. But you want to be with him, and the feeling is clearly mutual. You can either work through your issues or walk away from the relationship with no regrets.

“Hey, so about my clothes.” You can’t help but change the topic since

“You can wear some of mine.” He answers before his lips go back down to meet yours. Kissing you with so much hunger again, and before you know it, your back is pressed against the shower wall.

It’ll surely work out… Right?

*NOPE don't try this at home, leave that cheating asshole!

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ram-bles · 2 months ago

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a crumb of nsfw daisuke?

daisuke x reader | headcanons

requests/inbox: open

[ 🔞 minors dni ]

woah. from sweet to spicy. ill give this a try!

wrote this on mobile, sorry for the fuckass formatting.

gender neutral reader. sillies. lots of sillies. weed mention (like once).

🌺 c'mon, he somehow sneaked in some of his secret stash'a magazines. he's still a guy after all.

"Dai?" "Yeah?" He's busy on his Gameboy, but he acknowledges you, tilting his body to show his face but his eyes were glued to the screen. "Did you steal these porn mags from Jimmy or someth—" A pink blur suddenly pushes you away, using his feet to kick it back under his bed. "DUDE. PRIVACY. C'MON NOW."

🌺 You've probably caught him once or twice even before you two were a thing. It wasn't hard to, after all, you both shared a room.

Too lost in the sauce to even notice you, so you had to clear your throat. You've never seen someone so shocked to the point he doesn't know whether to shove his dick back in his pants, hide under the blankets, or try to do both at the same time but completely failing. He's stuttering your name out along with strings of apologies. Don't get your dick caught in your zipper now, Daisuke. "I didn't know you were there! Shitshitshit- I'm so so sorry- Aghhhh." He felt pathetic, whining in embarrassment. Daisuke ends up just pulling the blanket over the entirety of him. "You could've just asked me for help, y'know." He stares at you, scandalized as if he wasn't rubbing one off just moments ago. "How the fuck was I s'posed to know?!" You shrug, amused. "Dunno." "Man, fuck youuuu." "Happily." "Get over here already, please!"

🌺 Outside internship though? Weed before sex seems like something he'd do. I can't explain why.

🌺 Feeling his rings on you... in many ways.

🌺 Pretty sure we all agree that he's into praising. Both giving and receiving.

🌺 You know he's having lots of fun when the pitch of his voice goes high. Squeaking, voice cracking, whining.

🌺 Speaking of how vocal he is, he's probably loud too. But, since you're in the ship now, he'll try his best to keep it down, either on the pillow or you. He'll also be rambling about random things just so he doesn't finish early.

🌺 Dirty talking? ❌ He'll be cringing like there's no tomorrow. He'll make a discord (or whatever equivalent) kitten joke about it if he does.

🌺 Unintentional dirty talking though... That's another story. Or should I rephrase, more-so leaning towards cussing.

"Fuck— you're sosososo pretty..." His hands were pressing the back of your knees, folding and spreading your legs for him. He whines your name out, resting his length on your abdomen while he impatiently waits for your permission. "C'mon, pretty. I'll be this deep inside you." - "Feels good. Feels so good." He's panting and rutting into you like a dog. "You should- nh- loosen up a little- shit- if you get any tighter I think I'll cum..."

🌺 Quickies galore. Sure, it's less risky, but with his libido? Anyways, he's pretty easy to please anyways. A round or two would probably be enough for him.

🌺 Wearing his clothes while at it? Mega turn on for him.

🌺 Well, yes his libido is high, but you still need to be straightforward with him. He can't take hints...

"Want head?" "?!? Who's head?!" "YOUR DICK." "YOU'RE CUTTING IT OFF?" "WHAT? NO, I MEANT SUCKING YOUR—" "Good morning to you both too." "CAPTAIN?"

🌺 He loves giving and receiving hickeys. You would have to remind him everytime not to mark too high on your neck.

🌺 His aftercare involves lots of cuddling and lots of smooching.

🌺 Ending with a silly note. The first time you've done it with him, he ended up saying thank you since he didn't know what to do.

#daisuke #daisuke mouthwashing #rambles #daisuke x reader #mouthwashing #x reader #headcanon

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