#sukuna.niichan

[mulberrysilk]

HELLOO, NETTE 💕💕💕 how are youuu?? the nii-chan thirst has summoned me here once again! I am sorry if I am sending another one again but you've written the thirsts I've sent so perfectly 🥺. I would write these ideas if I had your talent but sucks to say that my English is v poor rn.

So hmm, if this is okay.... Sukuna-nii catching you napping in Yuuji's room in your uniform. You just looked so innocent and so defenseless sleeping that he's overcome with the urge to touch you. He just needs a taste for now. Soon though, he's going to have you awake and willing (for the future lol if you really want to turn this into a series) 🥲. Thank youuuu. I hope you are having a great day there! -Getou-nii anon

GETOU-NII ANON!!! 🥺💕 hi I love your brain ( I’m doing okay huhu just trying to work through my drafts HAHA)

Sukuna x f!reader

cw: noncon, somnophillia, corruption, pseudoincest, oral ( female receiving), thigh fucking

( this has been sitting in my drafts for so long, and I Decided to finally post it huhu)

The house was uncharacteristically quiet, he thinks, as he drops his bag at the door and places his helmet on top of the shoe cabinet. He glances at the clock and raises a brow, wondering where the the loud obnoxious laughter from Yuuji and Nobara, was and where was the grumbles from that Fushiguro kid. Weren’t all of you back from school? Club activities never kept Yuuji and the gang busy.

Sukuna sighs as he unzips his leather jacket, hanging it on the coat rack before jogging up the steps to change into much more comfortable clothes, in need of a beer after his day. On the way, though everything seemed to be a blur, he catches something in his peripheral vision at the open door of his younger brother’s room. Pausing in the hall, he scoffs. It can’t be. Right?

He takes two careful steps backwards and stops right in front of his brother’s door frame, lips parting and breath catching in his chest at the unexpected, delightful sight. On the navy plaid comforter covering the single bed, splayed on top was the object of his desires. His eyes traces your form from the tip of your thigh high socks covered toes, the exposed skin of your thighs to the hem of your pleated skirt that if it rode up higher would probably expose your panties. To the white button up blouse that wasn’t sheer but he could make out the shape of your bra through the fabric and maybe even the colour, if he guesses right, it was pale pink. But most heart wrenchingly irresistible was the sight of your relaxed features, sleeping peacefully away, hair splayed around you in a beautiful mess. It was picturesque.

Is today his lucky day? Or is this an elaborate  prank—no it couldn’t be. His little brother isn’t one for pranks, too much of a goody two shoes for his own good. His feet moves before he could process it, getting closer and closer to you, lying there so still, so vulnerable.  You looked good enough to eat.

You toss and turn on the bed, the heat from the summer season unrelenting even with the fan on. Still asleep, a little frown on your face, brows knitting from the god damn heat, if you weren’t so sleepy you would have removed the stuffy fabric of your uniform, plus the heat didn’t help with the lethargy that weighed your body to sink into the soft bed.

Sukuna’s dark orbs rakes your twitching form, your skirt so high up now that he could see the cute little panties you wore,breath hitching at the faint silhouette of your pretty lower lips. He draws nearer to the bed, his body already tingling with excitement and arousal. How innocent you looked before him like this, limbs moving to find a comforting position as you sleep, revealing more and more of the heaven between your thighs.

The thigh high socks squeezed the soft pillowy flesh of your thighs and he couldn’t resist the urge to feel. He softly hums to himself, keeping his eyes on your face as he caresses the skin of your inner thighs, softly pinching the fat, thoughts of having your legs thrown over his shoulders as he eats your pussy out filling his head.

Hell, if you didn’t wake up, he might do just that. So let’s see how far he could go, how far he could play with you before your dumb little brain gathers itself together.

Kneeling between your thighs, the mattress dips in his weight and slowly, he adjust himself to lie on his tummy, face close to your clothed cunt. He deeply inhales, he could almost taste you on his tongue. Soon. He needs to feel more.

Sukuna experimentally ghosts his index finger on your clit, slowly tracing the slit of you cunny, his eyes on your face to look out for any signs of waking up. And when you didn’t, he continues to rub you. Pressing against your clit and getting you wet so that he could drench your panties till it clings to your mound.

He holds back his scoff with how eat it was for him to get your pussy wet, well, he shouldn’t be surprised, you were a virgin after all. You were sensitive to these things. Well, you won’t have to worry, Sukuna nii’s gonna teach you and take care of you.

Hooking his finger at the fabric, he pulls it to the side, groaning softly at these sight of your glistening folds, not able to hold back to feel the warm slick on his fingers and sucking his fingers, eyes closing at the sweet taste of you.

Just a taste, he thinks. Just a little taste.

Sukuna manages to shimmy down the fabric from your legs, shoving your panties in his pocket before he kisses your throbbing clit, a soft wince slipping from you.

“Stay dumb and pretty for me baby, if you know what’s good for you,” he utters, voice deep with a twinge of danger in them and as if you had heard him, your brows knit and you shift a little, remaining fast asleep. “Good girl.” He grins.

Tongue darting out, he licks from your clit to your pulsing hole, hands fisting the sheets as he becomes intoxicated with your cunt. He slurps and Laos your spilling honey, switching from suckling on your clit to teasing his tongue in and out your hole.

“Mhm…” you sleepily groan, body arching off the bed a little, the growing heat in your belly making you try to open your eyes, believing that you were having a dream. Your clit was pulsating, waves of pleasure making your toes curl and thighs tremble. You body feels good. So, so good.

Sukuna’s predatory gaze stares at your scrunched up face, your glossy lips slightly parted as your breathing quickens. He makes quick work of his tongue, flicking it in quick motions on your clit and sucking till the obscene sounds of your wet pussy and his slurping bounced off the walls.

A hand grips your thigh as he growls. Were you enjoying this? Seems like you were. Your hands were clutching the pillow underneath your head and your hips would buck when he sucks on your clit too hard. Sukuna makes it a goal to make you cum and he wasn’t going to let a single drop of your release go to waste, he’ll make sure of it.

Gently, moving your thighs to rest on his shoulders, he was given more movement to bury his face in your sweet cunt, slipping his tongue past that tight ring at your entrance and fucking with you with it, his nose rubbing against your clit.

You begin to softly moan, whining so cutely and thrashing a little on the bed. You were close. Knowing that he continues his assault on your cunt, loving the way your thighs wrap around his head and how cute your shy cries of pleasure were.

It was a miracle that you hadn’t woken up, but what Sukuna didn’t know and what worked in his advantage, was that you believed you were having a dream. Having glimpses of his pink hair, blurry images of his head between your thighs, something you couldn’t quite gather due to how your mind was fogged your with pleasure. You wonder if you had been dreaming of Yuuji.

“Y-Yuuji,” you squeak, eyes going wide as your back arches, a shock of pleasure violently ripping through your body, your vision going white for a millisecond.

Sukuna growls at the wrong name you had cried out, and continued to suck and fuck his tongue in your soaking hole, overstimulating you as punishment. You thrash and try to kick him away, but he grips your thighs and keeps them on his shoulders.

“S-stop,” you murmured, eyelids heavy with sleep and the high of an orgasm. “T-too much…too much.”

And when he finally slows down, lazily lapping your cunt to keep the sweet taste of you on his tongue, he glances up only to find you fast asleep. He scoffs. He didn’t really care if you had woken up, maybe you would’ve begged him to stuff you virgin cunt with his cock.

But this was enough, for now.

Sukuna’s cock aches in his jeans and he couldn’t help but to move from his place between your thighs and press them together, unzipping his pants and pulling down his briefs so that his cock could spring free. Inner thighs slick with your release, he slips his cock between the pillowy flesh sighing at that warmth and softness of your skin.

He swears, he’ll just do this and it was enough, he had more self control than that. Besides, if he was gonna fuck you he wanted you to be awake and begging. So needy for him and wanting only him. That’s when he’ll give you the honour of being split by his cock.

This little taste was enough for him. He had time.

A loud buzzing accompanied by your ringtone wakes you from your slumber. You quickly pat the bed for your phone to answer the call only to miss it.

Missed call from Yuuji.

‘Sorry I’m not back yet, the bakery has big sale and the lines really long. But it’ll be worth it! I’ll be back with tiramisu!!!”

You sit up, taking in the room around you, the sun had set and the stars were twinkling in the sky. How long had you slept? Why was Yuuji not back yet?

Rubbing your thighs together you freeze, becoming completely aware of something sticky and wet on your skin. There was translucent white splatters of something slimey and creamy on your thighs, and your frown deepens at the absence of your underwear.

Were you not dreaming?! You panic. Did Yuuji really do that to you? But he wasn’t home, then who—

“Hey,” the door swings open and you throw the blanket over your legs, wide eyes shooting to the door.

“Yuuji is still out. Brat told me to make you dinner, so come down before it gets cold.”

[mulberrysilk]

best friend's brother sukuna who fucks u in your childhood bed with your stuffed toys around u!! im sorry to my melody and all my beloved sanrio characters they didnt have to see that BUT him just being a menace abt how small you are, how babie, how you need nii-chan to take care of u!!

My god…Sukuna is a menace.

Sukuna x reader

cw: noncon, corruption kink, size kink, innocent reader, Sukuna has nii-chan kink

M I N O R S D O N O T I N T E R A C T

“Awe, what’s wrong?” He pouts, fake concern in his tone as he caressed your cheek wet with tears. Your lips were trembling between your teeth and your arms were crossed over your chest, hugging your cute little stuffed toy tightly, seeeking comfort from the plush.

“P-please stop,” you whimper, thighs unable to close as his knelt there before you, thick, fat cock half buried inside of you. “S-Sukuna, please. It hurts.” The burn was shooting through your core, the stretch in your walls uncomfortable to the point you felt that he was ripping you apart.

“Awe, poor baby, want me to make it feel better?” You nod, hoping he took pity on you and would pull out, leave you alone. A whine leaves your lips when pressure is applied on your clit, his thumb rolling the swollen nub to ease the stinging of your chaste walls being split apart. Your head shakes from side to side, telling him you didn’t want or approve what he was doing, and he tuts. You should’ve been thankful that he was going slow and not fucking into you in the comfort of your own mattress. “Nii-chan will take care of you.” He purrs, inching his cock further inside of you, feeling your walls wrap around him. “You’re so tight, little one. Relax for nii-chan.”

You clutch onto the plushie you had been hugging while you slept before he invited himself in your room, trying to ignore the way your cunt began to throb around his length, clit begging for more attention. You hold back any sounds that dared to escape you, scared to wake up your parents across the hall and whoever may pass at your wide open window. The same window Yuuji would climb into many times since you were both children to hang out with you.

A pained squeak leaves you when you felt his fat cockhead nudge against your cervix, a deep sigh rumbling in his chest at the sensation of finally bottoming out. You glance down and your eyes widen, surprised to have taken something that big inside of you with half an inch to spare. He was too big. He was going to break you.

“Sukuna please, go away!” You cry, tears flowing down your cheeks, your arms letting go of your comfort plushie and pounding against his toned chest. “It’s—too much.”

“Don’t be a brat,” he growls, hands squeezing you hips, so tightly he was going to leave a mark. He was holding back as much as he could, the sight of your pussy split around him, trying to adjust to his size, was slowly making his patience deteriorate. “Be the good girl you are. It’s not that hard since it’s your nature isn’t it?” He purrs calmly, burning into his mind the sweet, torn, expression on your face. Cheeks streaming with tears, eyes glossy and lashes wet, your lips swollen from the way he had kissed you.

“Everything about you is good. Pretty too,” he continues, sliding a hand up your front, pausing to feel the softness of your breast against his palm, perked nipple poking. “You’re a sweet little thing too. So sweet to everyone around you…well except for me. You don’t think it hurts me when you’re so cold towards me?”

“P-please,” you whimper, as he slowly draws back, cock sliding out of your pussy till the tip was all that was left inside of you. “I-I’m sorry. I shouldn’t—we shouldn’t be doing this—I can’t.” Your tears overflow, grabbing onto the nearest plushie by your head when he thrusts back in.

“You’re so warm around my cock, baby. Don’t cry, nii-chan will make you feel good,” he brushes his thumb along your cheek, adoring the way you bit your lip to hold back any sort of sound to escape you. “You can make up for being so cold by warming nii-chan up, Hm? You say you don’t want this but you’re getting so wet.”

He must be lying, you thought to yourself. But he was right. You could feel your slick run down your stretched hole and your clit throb for more, you didn’t want more, did you? As seconds past, the hotter it got. So uncomfortably hot. Your body began to tingle with pleasure, begging for more. You repeatedly tell yourself that you didn’t want this that you didn’t want your best friend’s older brother to fuck you. Yet you were proven wrong when he slowly thrusts in and out of you, the hot blooded, ink tainted man before you, being uncharacteristically gentle as if he actually cared about your comfort.

You whimper and whine, feeling the wind get knocked out of your chest with the way his hips snapped against yours, cock feeling womb deep and heavy balls slapping against your ass. He was too big. He was ripping you apart…but…why was your body beginning to enjoy it? Enjoy the pleasure pulsating through your body. Soon enough, protesting was the last thing on your mind before it went numb, focused on the way he was making you feel, your whimpers becoming soft moans.

“Sukuna-nii…”

“That’s it, sweetheart,” he purrs, gripping your waist to pull you down on his cock you swore you could feel him in your belly. The bed rocks with his erratic pounding, the many plushies Yuuji had won for you in arcades from the long friendship you two had falling onto the floor. “Let nii-chan take care of you.”

[mulberrysilk]

Bestfriends brother Sukuna who forces you to call him Sukuna-nii when the two of you are alone

Sukuna x f!reader.

cw: Sukuna with nii-chan kink, slightly nsfw

Yo this is hot. I wanna expand on this so uhhh send in more thoughts or thirsts about this AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH let’s make it a series or tag 💕

“I’ll be back real quick! Just need to get Megumi from the convenience store,” Yuuji rushes to the foyer, picking up the umbrella, the sound of rain pouring outside seeping into the room. The dark clouds gathering in the sky, dimming the supposed prediction of a sunny summer afternoon.

“Yuuji…” you murmur from your spot in the kotatsu, legs beneath the table and kept warm by the blanket. You wonder if he could hear how nervous you were but Yuuji…wasn’t a very quick guy. He grins and charges out the door, the mission to rescue Megumi from being stranded in the convenience store who went for the snack run. You sigh and grip your phone, staring at the time and waiting for Nobara’s message if she was coming for game night or not.

It’s not that Yuuji’s house wasn’t homey or welcoming. It was usually empty and that emptiness was filled with yours, Megumi’s and Nobara’s presence. Though there were times it was only you and Yuuji. But…some days his older brother would be home. The first time you saw Sukuna you had thought him and Yuuji were twins, turns out he was older and when you had saw him that time, he was…clean. But the more you hung out with Yuuji, the chances of seeing his older brother increased and you were able to witness the very day he came home skin inked with tattoos and ears pierced, the slight intimidation you felt had increased.

Heavy footsteps sounded from the staircase and you glue your eyes on the tv in the corner, the movie you and Yuuji were watching still playing, your heart beginning to race in your chest.

“Yuu—oh…he’s not here.”

That voice. That deep silky yet venomous timbre that made you shiver.

“H-he went to the convenience store,” you answer, stealing a glance from where he stood. A towel hangs over his broad shoulders, his pink hair dripping with droplets of water, fresh from the shower. His torso fully exposed too, showcasing the thick lines of his tattoos that adorned his skin. “Megumi didn’t have an umbrella and it suddenly started pouring so he went to get him.”

“Is that so?” He grins, eyeing your rigid form half hidden in the kotatsu. His amusement grows when he sits next to you, pretending to be intrigued by the film playing but really he was paying attention to how you reacted to him, the way you flinched making a dark chuckle want to escape his throat.

You hug your knees to your chest, the blanket hiding your arms and legs from him.

“You cold?” He asks, placing his large hand on your shoulder making you stiffen. “Why so tense, little one? You know I don’t bite.”

You squirm when he pulls you to his side, the warmth of his naked torso seeping through the fabric of your clothes as he leans down to your ear. “Unless you want me to.”

Heat explodes in your cheeks and you immediately pull away, pushing your hands against him in a meek attempt to distance him from you but that only entertained him.

“Sukuna, I’m perfectly fine,” you plaster on a smile, pushing his hand away, telling yourself Yuuji would be home any second and you’d be safe. But his large hand grasps your wrist.

“I thought I told you to call me Sukuna-nii or nii-chan when we’re alone,” he pulls you close, making you slide into his lap and you lose all composure, trying to wriggle away from him.

“You’re my baby brat of a brother’s best friend, don’t act so cold towards me,” he purrs in your ear, his arms wrapping around your waist to keep you still. “You don’t want Yuuji to think you hate me do you?”

No. You didn’t want that. Yuuji looks up to his older brother despite being the polar opposite of each other. Family was family.

“No—

“No, what?”

You swallow thickly, heat rising in your cheeks as you tried to form the name in your tongue.

“No, nii-chan.”

He sighs, content. “Good girl.” He pets your head, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, his lips brushing against your skin. “Don’t forget it next time alright? You don’t want to hurt nii-chan’s feelings don’t you?” Sukuna lets his hand wander lower to your thigh, squeezing the soft flesh and rubbing soothing circles with his thumb that were far from comforting to you. But, you remain stiff, scared to make a move.

“I won’t, I promise,” you murmur, trying to ignore how warm his hands were against your skin and how inappropriately close he was. How it was making you feel.

Like a burst of sunlight piercing through dark clouds, the door swings open and Yuuji announces his return and there was a soft grumble from Megumi, and you quickly try to detach yourself from Sukuna, lucky that he even let you.

And he didn’t miss the way your cheeks flush and how you tug down at your sleeves and shorts, trying to hide himself from you. How cute. He was going to have fun ruining you.