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animesmutspace · 1 month ago

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pretty privilege

ღ heian sukuna x female! reader. lovey-dovey smut lowkey?? mdni please please. slave/pet vibes kind of, manhandling, power play, kidnapping, free use, surprisingly softer sex, mild choking, collar.

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sukuna never saw much value for women. he would much rather completely annihilate a village instead of keeping a whining bitch by his side. sukuna likes his space, honestly, and would much rather take over kingdoms in peace than figure out a woman. his dick getting wet comes second to his ability to destroy with his sheer power.

well, except for the case of you. he found you picking vibrant flowers close to a town he had just decimated a couple of hours ago, your pastel pink kimono in sharp contrast to the red blood that splattered over his mostly bare body. he'll never forget the way your eyes widened first in concern, not fear, confused as to why you weren't immediately begging for your life or attempting to run away.

sukuna knew he was going to take you within seconds of making eye contact with you.

you quickly became his little fuck toy he would come back home to in between his missions. right before a conquering. right after he slaughtered thousands of people. the warmth of your pussy became something he yearned, a safe place for him to lose himself to. he'd never admit it, of course, and would rather you believe that you were just a creature for his dick to go into with a tight grip around your throat.

and in most ways, you were just a slave to him. he preferred to dress you up like a doll in pastel clothing that barely covered anything of yours modestly, jeweled up in whatever gold he had the careless foresight to keep. he enjoyed the way your tits would move freely from just walking barefoot on his marble floors. he liked being able to slap your bare ass, despite being surrounded by pathetic servants who would scurry away in fear behind him. the collar resting by your throat was a sharp reminder of his power over you.

sex with him was constant. he was, in fact, a curse, with no end to his inhumane stamina. your time mostly involved him being physically inside of you, or sleeping, since there was very little else you could literally do. sukuna would even make you feed yourself and him while sitting on top of his cock, reveling in the way your tiny arms would shake as you struggled to accommodate for his girth deep inside of you. sometimes he'd even shift his hips with a vicious smirk to his lips, hoping you would drop a piece of food to the ground so that he could shove your face down and make you eat it.

being with sukuna was always all-consuming and rough, and there was nothing much your pretty head could really worry about other than the large cock that would bully its way into places you didn't know existed. every night without fail he would split you open on his dick, growing even harder at your soft whimpers and stupidly gentle touches. no matter what sukuna did to you, you would always be so gentle. if he was fucking into you with the hardest pace he thought you could handle in missionary, his hands holding your legs as far apart as they could go, your soft hands would hold onto his biceps with the most delicate grip. everything you did, from the way you gazed upon him to the way you touched him was so tender, in sharp contrast to the way he expected you to. there was just never any malice or anger you carried within you, seemingly simply content with the way you lived. granted, sukuna did end up inadvertently spoiling you with the richest of fabrics and foods, but he just didn't understand you.

his favorite part of the night soon became after sex. he would carry your limpless, sometimes even unconscious body, to his shallow backyard hot spring, placing you in the water on top of him. he would let you rest your head on his shoulder, chest to chest, until you gathered your breath. and once you woke, he relished how your eyes would take a second to focus on him, enjoying the way your arms rested on his shoulders even though his arms lay outstretched by the lagoon border. like he didn't need to force you to look up at him or touch him so lovingly. as if he wasn't a psychotic serial killer who enjoyed murdering people on the daily.

you would grab the cleansing cloth behind his head and lather it with soap, softly rubbing his body in close circles to wash the sweat off of him. sukuna found it cute how you would bashfully avoid his eye contact even though you were sitting in his lap, millimeters away from his dick that could only ever remain upright at the mere thought of you. and when you discovered his rock hard cock, you would look up to him for permission, and would be met with a gaze so stoically intense you could barely decipher. a whirlwind of emotions you didn't once think sukuna was capable of. with the slightest nod of his head, you would start to put his cock back inside of you, holding the large expanse of his shoulders for your comfort as you stretched around him.

sukuna would watch you with hooded eyes as you lowered yourself without any of his help or guidance, in contrast to his normal domineering character that would drag your body into the positions he wanted you in. the soft moonlight would fall onto your whimpering face, and sukuna could do nothing but admire the one person who never begged him for their life, and would do anything he demanded in a heartbeat. he liked seeing the scrunch of your nose as you struggled to get accustomed to his shape even though he has been in your body thousands of times before, and the sparse freckles across your face he traced softly when you were sleeping without your knowledge.

and when he bottomed out, and your lips peppered small kisses around his face in gratitude for the lack of his usual roughness, sukuna believed this was the closest to love he would ever truly get to.

ღ SOFT KUNA AYEEE how do we feel hehe

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animesmutspace · 3 months ago

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his throne

ღ heian sukuna x female! reader. hella smutty mdni please. slave/pet vibes, size kink, manhandling, voyeurism, choking, power play, kidnapping, squirting, getting off on your fear ish, just hella kinky, depraved shit im sorry in advance.

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sukuna likes having you on display for everyone to see while he gloats from his throne. sitting on his cock so precariously, his chest to your back, knowing that you don't deserve to look down on people but still sitting perched up in his lap with the barest amount of clothing on your body. he likes to hold your head up with one of hands around your throat, so you can't even look away in embarrassment. pieces of white fabric barely cover your nipples and the front of your pussy, but that's about it; sukuna likes his easy access. moreover, he enjoys when other people glance at his sniffling trophy.

to sukuna, you serve as a physical representation to his growing power. he slaughtered your entire village, but kept you, this sweet thing, picking flowers for your medicinal work in a distant field while your whole town burned without your knowledge. the perfect prize for his efforts. his glorious little pet. you were required to let him touch you whenever he wanted, even if it meant him using your hair as a leash as you crawled by his side.

often times, as much as sukuna loved the red blood that would seep into the soil after a victorious killing spree, he needed time to bask in his victories. when sukuna wasn't off butchering people, he remained in his castle, on his throne, listening to the pitying whimpers of humans coming to beg for his mercy. his only solace, of course, was your pussy surrounding him. as if your warmth was the only thing that could penetrate his heart, and allow him to even spare a moment's glance to whatever sacrifice entered his castle.

you on the other hand, could never understand how sukuna could sit and talk so leisurely while his cock was penetrating places you didn't even know existed. you grew to honor the dick that bullied its way into your body so naturally instead of fearing it. sukuna enjoyed your compliance in ways that rewarded you. afterall, you've never experienced anyone as big as sukuna. his girth stretched your pussy in a way that made your mind simply numb, and you couldn't even pay attention to whatever poor soul saw you sitting on sukuna's cock. your favorite part of your day was when sukuna would summon a mouth on his palm, and use it to make out with your lips, allowing you a simple, slutty distraction as his cock twitched within you at your soft hands holding his hand even closer to your mouth.

sukuna would get agitated, however, once he got bored of acting kingly. of course uraume was the only reason why he entertained seeing these humans, but the itch to watch them bleed across his floors was too great. sometimes even in front of his human visits, he would tear the strings of cloth on you away, place your bare feet onto his great thighs, and place two of his hands on your hips to bounce you ferociously on his cock. up and down, there was nowhere for you to escape. your only solace was his own lips, which consumed you with another intensity you lost your sanity to. every part of your body was his to use, from the tip of your tongue to your spongy cervix. his other set of hands roamed where-ever they seemed fit, normally palming your breasts and nibbling on your nipples while his onlookers could only watch and await their fate.

and when you needed to come, sukuna would lift you off his cock and spread your legs further, pushing your hips upward so your juices would fly inches in front of you, right in front of his new set of victims. sukuna's grin was absolutely vicious when he commanded them, "lick". and you watched as you came down from your high, human peasants and human kings alike greedily lick the floor of the marble floor room on their hands and knees, in desperation to please sukuna. in an inadvertent effort to please you. your greedy cunt clenched in anticipation, watching other people honor your juice as if it was their lifeline. sukuna made sure it was their lifeline.

and once sukuna could see the sparkle of a newly cleaned, glistened surface, his hands spread your legs even further, beckoning them over with his vicious smirk. ignoring your whimpers of embarrassment and soft hands palming at his forearms, he was unrelenting in his efforts to expose every bit of you for his pleasure. his beggers lined up to kiss your clit, as you twitched uncontrollably, with a newfound respect as they recognized their life was spared, even if it was out of sukuna's boredown and sheer display of power. bucking your hips into their face, you couldn't even deny anymore that you enjoyed the power sukuna lent to you.

sukuna heard rumors of the pussy of life the next time he ventured out on another murder spree.

ღ this set up has been in mind for months now LOL i thought it was time to share :))) also my asks are open!!

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animesmutspace · 3 months ago

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WAIT U GUYS ARE SO CUTIE TYSM FOR REACTING SM TO MY FIRST EVER POST I WASNT EXPECTING IT AT ALL I LOVE EVERYONE 🥺🥺😫😫💗💗

#taraspeaks

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animesmutspace · 3 months ago

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His Priestess <3

ღ heian era sukuna! x female! reader. smut. dumbification. mild choking, restraint, manhandling, size kinks. mini blurbie :) mdni.

ღ ღ ღ --- sukuna has you ass up face down, mouth drooling onto his cream, silken sheets below him, face pressed to the side. your eyes rolling to the back of your head at each heavy stroke, feeling his rough, sturdy hands move your hips up down, up down, at a pace you can only moan wantonly to. each time his hips drive inward into you, you feel his dick hit a spot you didn't even know existed, causing tears to spring from your eyes pathetically. your hands search for anything to hold on to, ultimately landing in your own hair as you gasp pitifully, letting him handle your naked body in any shape he seems fit. his hands develop mouths on their palms, ensuring that they mark every piece of skin they flutter over, ultimately reaching your nipples that they vehemently harass with their teeth. your feel the breeze of his pace on the wetness of your skin, and it reminded you of each slippery squelch that sukuna draws out of your pussy. every part of you felt owned, and your cunt clenched happily around the dick bringing you such great pleasure, as if it knew exactly this bed was exactly where it belonged. as if this dick was meant to bully its way into your body time and time again, all the more reason for you to pray to not only him but also his mean, glorious cock.

sukuna emits a deep chuckle at your limpless body, spreading its legs as far open as they could go, screaming in broken, unconscious syllables of "su-ku-na" every time he moves his hips. he sees a few tears escape your eyes, making his grin even more vicious as he pulls one of your legs up onto his yukata-clad shoulder, placing you on your side so he can go even deeper. and when you start to instead chant "oh my god", he mildly remarks, "yes, i am your god", a fact of existence just like how the sky is blue, reveling in how little he has to do to make you see stars. sukuna is a god, and how else should he please his favorite devotee? so he leans over and wraps a firm hand around your neck like a vice, reminding you that he owns every inch of your body and soul. every sound that comes out of your mouth was something that he allowed to occur. he watches the light shatter behind your fluttering eyes as you feebly release over his stomach at his extra attention, coming in spurts despite his continued, relentlessly cruel pace. with no signs of stopping, the glint in eyes turns malicious as he asks you, "did i give you permission to come?"

ღ eeeek first post hope you guys love :))

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