xxxi. needs

[ MAJOR NSFW WARNING 18+ ]

We bursted into the master bedroom in a fit of kisses. He plopped me on the mattress and hovered over my body as if he were planning out all the things he wanted to do to me in that moment.

I gave him a reassuring look, nodding my head as a cue for him to keep going.

He lightly gripped the fringes of my shirt and pulled it over my head. Goosebumps covered my torso, a response to the sheer proximity of his body. I looked him in the eyes and began lifting up his shirt. Jet black marks snaked up his stomach. With our tops thrown to the floor, Sukuna ran the pad of his thumb over my lip and gave me a sloppy kiss.

I unraveled into him, dazed in desire like a primal version of myself. Chipping away at the tension built between us. I felt like a rolling stone, we just kept going. The destination became apparent as our kiss tip toed into the territory of something purely carnal.

After all that teasing, mindless flirting and passionate I love yous, Sukuna and I were releasing ourselves onto each other like rabid dogs.

"I want to show you how much I love you y/n." He said deeply, moving down the length of my body where his hands toiled with the buttons of my jeans. With a pop, he loosened the waist, and slid the tight fabric off.

I gasped, a light chill raced over my skin as I laid there bare in my under garments. He held my hips in his hands, gazing up at me. We communicated silently while I ran a hand through his hair and bent my head back against the pillow. He took that as a green light, and glided the white panties off of my body.

Now, my heart was beating like a drum. A strange tension began to build up inside of me, anticipating his next move.

Sukuna gathered my legs in his arms and neatly spread them apart. I let out a helpless little moan as my core was revealed to him. I bit my lip in an attempt to diminish the pressure rising within me. He moved his face in between my thighs, and stroked his tongue over that needy... sensitive area of mine.

It felt like heaven...

I squirmed and writhed in pleasure at the simple laps of his tongue. Water swirled in my eyes but I wasn't sad, I just didn't know how to contain myself.

I shook in his hands. It was the first time I'd ever experienced this particular sensation.

"S- Sukuna..." I moaned.

"How does that feel sweetheart?" He said, glancing up at me.

"Mmn... so good."

He toyed his mouth around the teensy bundle of nerves and played my body like an instrument. Initiating needy melodies from my lips.

I pushed my hips against his head, eager for the payoff. A knot had been building up inside of me, my body was at its breaking point. I couldn't contain it any longer. The pleasure took on a form of its own and was about to escape from my body.

For a moment, I was scared, to release myself like this in front of Sukuna. To let him hear my cries. For him to see me in that bare state.

I tried to hold myself back from orgasm as I bit down hard on my lip. Sukuna noticed my unease and held my hand.

He looked up and whispered, "Let it out princess... It's okay, there's nothing to be ashamed of."

I took a deep breath and squeezed his hand, and with a drawn-out exhale, I liberated the pleasure from within me. My body shuddered, hips jerking, helplessly moaning his name until it was the only phrase left in my vocabulary.

As the ecstasy fizzled out, I relaxed back into the moment. Sukuna raised his head and hovered over me. I was still trying to catch my breath.

He was once again, relishing in my vulnerability. Completely exposed, fragile, and sprawled out beneath him.

"You look happy... want me to praise you." He chuckled. His sarcastic little comments never stopped, not even in bed.

"Cocky little shit."

He smirked and slyly lifted up my bra. "We should get rid of this." Sukuna said, throwing the bra to the side.

"I think you should get rid of something too..." I whispered, tapping his pants. He raised his brows. Almost excited, he unzipped his jeans and took them off. My face itched with heat just from looking at him. The length of his shaft...

We locked eyes, losing ourselves in the other's gaze. I lifted a hand and caressed the black markings on his cheek. He leaned into my touch, resting his eyes.

"Your hands are so soft." He said.

"Mmm... why don't you relax baby, let me feel you." I murmured sweetly. He looked at me curiously and laid on his back. I crawled down his body, keeping eye contact. He raised his brows.

I wrapped my hand around his shaft and began giving it a few soft strokes. He reclined his head on the pillow, echoing a sharp grunt. I brought him into my mouth and watched as his breaths grew harsher.

The taste of him was woody, like a traditional alcoholic brew. I'd remember it forever. The pleasure on his face, his groans as he climaxed. It was all so charming. I slipped him out of my mouth and crept back up to meet his face. A hazy look of aesthetic desire.

"You surprised me with that." Sukuna hummed.

"Was it a pleasant surprise?"

He patted my head, "It absolutely was."

We locked into a delicate kiss that only served as a means for us to find each other in another lewd position. As we shifted amongst the bedsheets, Sukuna found himself on top of me, hands etched firmly into the mattress.

He looked me in the eyes, "I want to feel inside of you y/n..."

My heart fluttered, a blend of nerves and anticipation.

"Can I?" He whispered.

I nodded, "Yes... Although you should know, I've never done this before Sukuna..."

"You're a virgin?"

"Yes."

"I knew it."

"How? Am I bad or something?"

"No, not at all. I just felt how tight you were when I licked you."

I tried to hide my blushing with a frown, "Well just... Be gentle okay."

"This means a lot to you doesn't it..."

"Yes..." I said.

I was feeling so many emotions at once. Sex was something I didn't take lightly. I'd been saving myself for someone I loved... someone I trusted with my body. I was giving that trust over to Sukuna, it meant a lot...

"I promise I'll make it worth while." He replied, caressing my cheek.

I felt an overwhelming sensation in my heart for him. I really was in love...

He opened up my legs and gave me one last look of reassurance. I nodded as he aligned his length with my core. Slowly, he began to push himself inside. I winced at the new sensation. An overlap of pleasure and pain.

I searched for his hand and squeezed it real hard. Gazing into his eyes, I watched as the pleasure built up inside of  him. His breath grew shorter, hoarse.

I started to feel a similar sensation within myself the further he thrusted. I wrapped my legs around his waist. With tears pooling in my eyes, I let out a sweet little cry. I didn't know where my body ended or where his began, all I could feel was him. His breath, his body, his scent. I felt myself drifting away. As we reached the height of tension together, we watched each other climax.

The warm feeling washed over me as quick as it came. He settled down, returning back into the man I knew. The smoke cleared, and we were ourselves again. However, we were much closer. Having seen each other in the most rawest form.

In that moment, I was completely and utterly his.  No one else's.

"So fucking good..." He said between breaths.

I giggled and gave him a peck, "I could get used to this."

"Me too."




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