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gojou satoru; six eyes.

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🩸 This is an idea I’m running with on a whim, it’ll probably be smutty in the next part, but the premise is Vampire Sukuna 🩸

[Mentions of alcohol and cigarettes, our Satoru makes an appearance and probably will make more]

New Years parties never caught my eye, so I assumed when I was invited to one by a coworker this year wouldn’t be any different. A knee length black cocktail dress was forced upon me by her, insisting it wasn’t some rave type event, but one worth dressing nice for.

“Where are we going exactly?” I asked in the car on the way there, giving her a raise of the brow as we neared the inner city, skyscrapers growing closer and closer.

“Club Yokoshimana. You know the one owned by that handsome-“ She was cut off when I visibly panicked, raising my voice just a tad.

“You’re not SERIOUS! How the hell did you get us into that place?! I’m not gonna fit in there at all!” She laughed at my protest, shaking her head.

“I was invited, one of the bosses really seems to like me, and I guess he’s a regular there. So I told him I’d only come if I brought a friend.” She wasn’t reassuring, but we weren’t going to be turning around on my account, and the thought of drinking fancy champagne in a ritzy establishment had me curious.

Taking an elevator up to the club, we were surrounded by floor to ceiling windows that gave a pristine view of the surrounding city. I suddenly felt nervous again, but my coworker tugged me along, pointing out a man with stark white hair and round jet black sunglasses.

“Look, my friend is over here. Let me introduce you!” I followed her, feeling eyes on my back as we made our way to our seats, a small chill rattling my spine.

Sitting in a round booth, my coworker and her friend, who I learned was called Satoru, were chatting up a storm as we shared some drinks and appetizers.

“So, my buddy Yuuji’s older brother is the guy that owns this place. Since you asked, oh pass the bread please?” Satoru was an odd guy, but he seemed nice enough and had a great sense of humor, so I tried to relax and do what my friend had said. Enjoy the evening. A few minutes after I made that demand of myself, there was a waiter placing a glass of red wine over a napkin on our table.

“For the lady, courtesy of the boss.” He said before traipsing off leaving me stunned, my coworker and Satoru giggling at my flustered expression. I got the feeling they knew each other better than she’d claimed, and the hint of a setup was in the air.

“What the hell?” I muttered, picking up the glass and noticing something was written on the napkin, ignoring the other two as they cracked a few jokes. They saw my face go a bit red and Satoru snatched the napkin, reading its note out loud.

“Come sit with me? Ohohoho, looks like someone caught our hosts eye! He’s over there.” Satoru pointed and I tried to look over subtly, but the moment my eyes caught those maroon orbs glinting over the rim of his glass as he sipped it, I knew he knew I was looking. The way his lips curled into a devious grin and his hand came up to run his rosy hair back through his fingers nonchalantly had me swallowing nervously.

“What are you waiting for? Come on, don’t pass this up!” My friend ordered, and I stood, grabbing the glass of wine and giving a sigh to my companions before making my way over to the handsome man in such a well fitting suit. His smile grew as I came up and once I was in arms reach he’d pulled me into his booth, making me sit right beside him.

“Glad you accepted my offer, I was beginning to wonder if I spooked you.” His voice was low and gritty, starkly confident. He was close, much too close, and my face was surely flushed. He smelled of cologne and cigarettes, and he felt taller up close.

“I don’t scare easily, I guess.”

I should have known the moment those words left my lips, I was totally screwed.

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My brain has been rotting with this imagine and I need to vent, I apologise in advance but imagine:

Old age Sukuna when he was human, put in a time-out cell because his recent prank had gone a little too far. Suddenly a face he'd never seen before popped out from behind a tree and approached the boy asking why he was in cell. He asked if they were traveling, reader answers that their family came to settle, hopefully. Sukuna could tell reader had overflowing and untapped cursed energy oozing from them, so their family had to move around a lot because of curses attacking the reader a lot. Sukuna found reader interesting because reader had only one intention, get to know the boy and understand him. Reader did understand him, more than he understood himself. As they grow older he taught her Jujutsu and they both become powerful sorcerers. One day Sukuna plans to confess to reader and ask of they'd promise to stay by his side till death do them part. He goes down to the secret garden they'd accidentally discovered as young teens, blue roses bouquet in hand, only to find his beloved's body hanging over the bench they had made together, the pool of blood long dried as her lifeless eyes stared into the portiat in their locket of Sukuna and themself.

Timeskip to the present where Gojo saves an innocent from being devoured by a stupidly powerful curse and finds that the powerful cursed energy he'd been sending belonged to the person he just saved. He takes this helpless teenager to Jujutsu Tech and principal Yaga immediately agrees to take them in. Only when Itadori comes face to face with this innocent person, does everything start falling apart. Yuuji accidentally falling in love with someone Sukuna keeps calling reader and telling the boy to stay away from. One accident happens and Sukuna switches with Yuuji to save reader and Gojo finally understands who reader is.

The reincarnation of the special grade sorcerer from over a thousand years ago who was possessed by a curse and order to be killed on site, who just so happened to be Sukuna's lover.

Its long I know but I needed to let this be known 😔

Oh my gods, this is BRILLIANT and also sad omg I love it ~ I’m a big fan of the reincarnation aspect 👏

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did an open collab with shekinah adlawan on fb

her ig: @shedeee__

my ig: @gyunyulaine

twt: @gyunyulaine

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Itadori: *panicking* an ant went into my ear, it’s going to eat my brain!

Sukuna: it’s going to starve

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🩸 DUALITY 🩸

PART 1 ///NSFW!! Warnings: bondage, slapping, rough stuff, Yuji is aged up ⬆️///

(-nose bleed- next part is in the works, oh jeez oh gosh)

“Submission is a gift, and one the brat won’t ever give me. But you, little toy, can acquire it. In return, I’ll behave for a little while. Maybe.” The words had been so loud inside your mind, voice like thunder as Sukuna held your face in his clawed hands and looked down at you with wild eyes. With them fixated on you, you felt exposed under the scrutiny of the four red orbs nearly glowing with pride. And you’d agreed, but not just for his behavior, the other reward would come later.

“Okay, I really don’t like where this is going.” Yuji scowled up at you from where he kneeled in the red liquid swirling around the three of you, dancing like sea life as you reached out and held his face reflective to how Sukuna had to you.

“I think you do, and lying is punishable. Wouldn’t you say?” Sukuna’s voice was lyrical, joyous compared to his intentions, sending a chill down your spine when you felt it right behind you. He was staying close, trying to egg you on as much as possible, fascinated by the way you could sway the man who he had to physically obey.

“Mmm…” Humming thoughtfully, you watched Yuji’s eyes for a moment and assessed his expression. He looked frustrated, brow furrowed, but he didn’t pull away from you.

“Maybe you should slap him, like you did me.” Sukuna snickered into your ear, ignoring Yuji’s snarl at him while you ran your thumbs over his jaw, caressing him so gently Yuji was turning a little redder.

“I wouldn’t hurt this sweet face.” You cooed, earning a growl from Sukuna and a nip from his teeth to your ear. That was expected, but what wasn’t was Yuji’s motion to stand from kneeling, eyes darkening.

“So there’s something you’d do to him you won’t do to me?” Jealousy was wrought in his voice, crackling with his spike of adrenaline. It was more or less an impulse when your hand came up and slapped him, your words coming out almost all on their own.

“I said stay on your knees!” The words made Yuji lick his lips and he reached up and touched his cheek, then huffed.

“You slapped him way harder. What’s so different about me, huh?” He took another step forward, grabbing your wrist and shoving Sukuna a few steps back as his face lowered to your level and you could feel his warm, heavy breath on your skin.

“I won’t submit that easily.” He was encouraging it? You blinked, face flush for a moment before you took a deep breath and ripped your hand from his grasp. This time, you recalled Sukuna’s face when you’d slapped him and used the same force.

“You’re such a brat! Do as you're told or I’ll tie you up and make you watch the king of arrogance have his way with me! If you want attention...behave.” Your voice sounded almost foreign, the choice of words causing Sukuna to let out an obscene sound and then cackle.

“Ohhhh, can we just do that anyway?” Sukuna fake whined, and you ignored him with your focus fully on the man now dropping to his knees at your feet.

“Good boy. Now, don’t move.” You ran fingers through his hair, noting he was already twitching in his pants from the thrill. He nuzzled the cheek you’d slapped into your palm and let out a little groan, reassuring you that you’d not crossed a line, patiently waiting for your next order.

“Keep going. He’s the pet for the whole day, remember?” Sukuna stepped closer again, but there wasn’t a move to involve himself, his eyes fixated on your face as he circled around you and Yuji. It was a bit jarring, having him watching like that, but it was making you eager as you grabbed Yuji by the hair and tilted his head back, kissing him. It was brief, giving you just enough time to think of what you would try next. Yuji had coiled his arms around you, so you had a little idea, turning to look at Sukuna with Itadori’s hair still firm in your fist.

“I need something.” You stated, looking down at Yuji’s face as he watched you with a hypnotized lull, eyes full of the desire he had to please you.

“Ahhh, now things are getting interesting.” Sukuna chuckled, raising a hand and waving it, manifesting something he tossed to you casually.

“What’s...oh…” Yuji saw the rope and shifted on his knees, trying not to be too obviously excited about the development.

“You keep moving without permission, so we’re going to take care of that. You’re being a bad little puppy, you know.” Sukuna mocked, looking offended when Yuji turned and snapped at him.

“You don’t get to call me that!” He tried not to wriggle too much, but Sukuna hit a nerve again.

“Pets don’t get to tell masters what to do, brat. Woman, punish him.” Sukuna demanded, but you shot him a glare, warning him to keep quiet.

“You’re one to talk, aren’t you? Quit antagonizing or the deal is off.”

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🌊 DUALITY 🌊

•• PROLOGUE ••

(Continuation of First Impressions! Eager to get this started so here’s a little sneaky peaky lemon squeaky)

/// WARNINGS: NSFW, tag teaming, restraining, non con, the usual. Yuji is aged up, duh ///

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Whatever Sukuna had done to you two had only made Yuji’s mood a thousand times worse, him hardly looking in your direction all afternoon. Finally, after the millionth time he’d sighed, you put down your book about insect type curses in early Japan, stomping across the living room. He looked up at you, regretting his tantrum the moment he saw the look on your face, suddenly panicking.

“H-hey now, don’t look so-“ He was cut off when you rose your voice.

“We need to talk. All three of us.”

Sukuna’s domain was surprisingly humid, intermittent shifts of light changing the layout with his mood, giving away his frustration when you slapped him across the face hard the moment you saw him. Yuji had grabbed you around the waist and pulled you away from the demon, horrified you’d had the guts to do that at all.

“Do you want him to kill you?!” Yuji hissed into your ear, but Sukuna laughed instead, contrasting moods always leaving your head spinning.

“I won’t kill her, brat. In fact, I liked that a bit. Do it again.” He mocked, and you snarled, trying uselessly to get free from Yuji’s vice grip.

“I’ll do more than slap you, bastard!” Your cry earned another bellowing cackle from Sukuna, who took a few strides up to you and Yuji and smirked, reaching out to caress your face with his claws. Yuji held his breath, watchful of every slight twitch of the curse holding his lover in his grasp, though technically they both had you. Yuji’s arms coiled around your torso, pinning your hands to your sides, something more akin to what Sukuna would have done. And then there was the curse, gently and carefully slipping his fingers into your hair and kissing you like he had the first time you’d met, slow and thorough.

“Don’t over do it.” Yuji growled enviously, but Sukuna kept kissing you, only opening one of his four eyes to give the brat a taunting gaze. When he broke off the contact, Yuji noticed you two silently nod to each other, having an internal conversation he wasn’t privy to.

“Release her, brat.” He ordered, and Yuji did so with a confused look plastered on his otherwise innocent face.

“Did you two just...we’re you talking somehow?” He was getting nervous as you and Sukuna smiled at one another, turning to face Yuji in a cornering manner. You’d changed your tone with the curse suddenly, and it must’ve been an interesting conversation for that to happen so smoothly.

“I can use many tricks, brat. And this little thing is quite easily persuaded. I just told her what you were scared to admit, and we devised a plan.” Putting a hand on your lower back, Sukuna nudged you toward Yuji in step with him, grinning like a wolf.

“You like being told what to do. And you liked what happened yesterday. So we agreed, you’d be our pet for the day as punishment for being so bratty.” The curse continued, enjoying the cross between fear and lust on both human’s faces.

“You took his side?” Yuji looked at you with desperation, betrayal, so you grabbed his collar and pulled his face to yours, eyes locked.

“There are no sides in this relationship, now get on your knees, little puppy.” Oh, the confidence you had when Sukuna was backing you was unfairly seductive, and despite his outward protest, he dropped to his knees and leaned in as you ran your fingers through his hair.

“I thought you two meeting would be bad for a completely different reason, but this is so, so unfair!”

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Subby!Yuji x Reader

a/n: This is everything I needed in life thank you anon who requested it!

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✰𝙅𝙪𝙟𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙪 𝙆𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙎/𝙊. 𝘽𝙤𝙣𝙪𝙨: 𝙎𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙖 𝙍𝙮𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣✰

Pairing: Gojo, Yuji, Fushiguro, Nobara, Sukuna x gender netural reader

Warning: angst, depression themes, mentions of blood

Notes: I love the smell of saddens and crying in the morining, great starter of the days. lol I hope you all enjoy, there’ll be some grammical errors so please just ignore and I’ll try to fix them when I spot them. And I’m addicted to this series and characters so I’ll be releasing a bunch of others stuff regarding this show soon.

✵𝗴𝗼𝗷𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘂✵

You were going to get up, you always did. The two inseparable prankster would be back at it agian like always. Like old times. You....you were fine

But the pit of his stomach twist and churn, his heart aching with a new found sense of despair. He knew, so why didn’t he just accepted it.

NO! You were going to get up, you just liked to joke around that’s all. So why did he feel a surge of rage so deep, so painful that ach his very core. Even destroying the special grade left nothing but dissatisfaction.

For the first time in his life he felt... hesitant.

Your body unmoving from the blow dealt by the curse demon. The curse being dealt with in seconds afterwards. The stillness felt eery, his heart pounding against his chest as he makes his way to you unmoving body

He crouch and pulled the slik blind off his face, beautiful bright blue eyes scanning over you body. Sadness being reflected in them but he kept that signiature smile of his

“S/o...can you still move?” He asked hoping, silently praying you could at least answer him.

...nothing.

“Cutie-chan~ quit playing around...get up so we can go home....” the weak laugh that left his lips felt more like whimper, as you continue to not answer him.

He doesn’t even know why he’s trying, he should be use to it. He’s lost thousands of friends in battle, time and time agian. One of his students wouldn’t come back, a coworker that didn’t make it, a close friends that died tragically. He’s heard it all.

So why did it hurt so much?...

Droplets fell over you color ridden cheek, you body being lifted into a broad chest. As Satoru buried his face into the crook of your neck, that awful perfume he hate infiltrating his nose, a choked laught left him.

“God I hate that perfum..”

That smile of yours as bright as the evening star, flooded his mind, your words ringing out as he cradled your dead body.

“I know you do, but you still love me~.”

✵𝘆𝘂𝗷𝗶 𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗶✵

That face, you always made that face whenever you did something stupid. Honestly, he couldn’t talk much, seeing on half the crap he’s done was on impulse, however...god you were an idiot.

You Could’ve lived, left him there on the cool slab of the concrete, the beast that was too far over their heads coming his way. He could’ve handled it, Sukuna was a stubborn bastard, but wouldn’t let him die.

You were and utter fool and he cursed about it to this day.

But it all felt like slow motion, the pounding of your footsteps hitting against the ground, his weak shouts trying to get you to go back. The drop in his stomach as that sickening crack echoed out the domain.

There was so much blood, the walls were splattered with it, the floor painted a sea of red, your body nothing more than crushed remembrance of what it used to be.

He’s never felt such a feeling of rage so strong before. All his actions a blur until late on. When he’s bound by a cursed rope and set aside near the school where the cursed demon was located.

A stretcher hauling, what’s once was your body. Your hand peeking out from under the blood covers. That’s all it took for him to lose it.

The rope keeping his struggling body from moving as he sobbed hysterically.

“S/O! S/O! Answer me please..please! Why would you do that?! You’re such an idiot damnit, don’t you dare leave me...you promised.” He fell over the harsh ground, tears cascading down from his cheek to the floor.

Fushiguro and Nobara gazes lowered to the ground. Effectively trying to hold back their friend as your body was carried off.

His sobs turning into quiet whimpers. It dawned on him, he’s was official alone now. You and his Grampa being taken from him unfairly. He had no one, you would never smiles at him agian

Slap his head whenever he got a little to handsy or tease Him relentless when he slipped up and blurtted out random things

Your sweet laugh would be distance memory of the past, something that made his heart squeeze with hurt.

“That’s no fair...it’s not fair.” He mumbles soflty to himself

Sukuna for once, was eerily silent.

✵𝗳𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗿𝗼 𝗠𝗲𝗴𝘂𝗺𝗶✵

He still couldn’t believe it. It all happened so quickly. One minute you two were sharing a passionate night, basking under the moonlight as you kiss and bodies dance together.

And the next, he’s cradling your bleeding body, words stuck in his throat and horror swirling on his eyes. Trembling hands trying to stop the blood from gushing out from your neck.

The bastard had got away but he could care less. “S-s/o..just...just stay awake for me okay...c-can you do that for me?” His words trembled off his lips, your eyes shifting over to his. The dullness setting in.

Weakly, your fingers brush over his cheek, his hands reaching up and taking hold of them as he kiss over the knuckle. “You’re....you’re gonna be okay! I promise the others are coming.” He hadn’t realized it but tears had already started falling from his eyes.

He was lying out his ass, the culprit behind this, another cursed user, has been terrorizing this part of town for months now. They weren’t letting him getaway, so you’re mostly his responsibility till the aftermath. He knew you didn’t have that long.

He went to move you but you grunt in pain, more blood pooling out from the wound. He cursed and held you on the bloodstained ground.

“I’m sorry...I-I’m so sorry..” he mumbles into your neck, uncaring if his face was stained with blood as his quiet sobs racked his body.

With as much strength you could muster, you raised your hand to be lazily placed over his head and stroked it over it like you always did.

“I...I l-love you..” you whispered to him, your body becoming slack and your hand falling to your side.

He didn’t need to check, he didn’t need to see whatever expression your face was making to know that you were gone. His grip over your lifeless body tightens, his cries reaching into screams.

This felt all too familiar to him.

He wanted to blame you for breaking his defense, to inching so close to his heart. For making him so happy and attached, but he couldn’t lie and say he didn’t enjoy the moments that came with it.

The memories that’ll forever stay replaying like a broken record in his mind. This is why he didn’t try to make friends, he didn’t try to get close, he hated that he loved you so much.

✵𝗡𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗞𝘂𝗴𝗶𝘀𝗮𝗸𝗶✵

Maybe she was too mean to you, not caring enough, She mishandled you to many times, to many fights and arguments over tedious things that should have been left as it was.

Was this her punishment? She allowed for such actions to boil and fester, and now what? A dumb argument over a stupid past that no longer connected to you and the exchange was your life. 

Even though you said you sorry’s, I love you’s, there was still tension before you both part. Nobara saving to say all those mushy things she felt for when you were back in her arms

Oh, the deep regret she felt.

The way her teammates came back quieter than usual and more seemly more sluggish then earlier

“What are you idiots standing like that for, that cursed demon shake you that bad. Hmph, simple enough what would you guys be with me?” She teased her sly smile spreading over her lips before it falter

They didn’t even try to agrue much less protest, they just seem distraught, stunned even. Then I dawned on her, they were missing someone...they were missing you.

“Where’s...where’s s/o?” She asked them soflty. A look of guilt overcame Yuji's features as he fished for something out of his pocket.

Confusion ran across Nobara face before it morphed into horror. A single scrap of a school uniform being held out in his hand.

“We...we couldn’t get their body..” Megumi finished his gaze meeting her’s before falling back to his feet. Fist clenched tightly to his side.

She barely heard anything after that, her eyes fixated on the single scrap of clothing. She inched to Yuji taking it and stroking her thumb over the material.

She bites her bottom lip, this was fates cruels joke. She didn’t deserve you from the beginning, it seems like everywhere she went someone had to leave her.

But why did it have to be violent? Why you out of all people. Maybe she should have told her how much you meant to her.

How much of a rock and pillars you were in this crazy life of hers. A beam of reassurance and love that she could always depend on whenever she needed you.

How does she continue now, that beams were gone, taken from her so harshly. The only things she could cling so desperately to have been the last thing she saw you in.

What a cruel world she lived in.

✵𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚✵

There was always some form of a catch when it came to huamsn. No relationship or friendship was formed without a common goal or another interest being taken into play.

The sweet smiles, honey-coated words, and gentle touches were always a facade...wasn’t it?

He could care less about what happened to you, what became of you. After all humans are dirty devilish creatures so even more so then cursed beast.

But he didn’t understand... he didn’t understand why he felt such strong stings of anger, sadness, and a bit of shock bubble in him as you push him out the way.

Did you place some sort of technique over him, that made the king of curses catch such disease as emotions? Laced your words and touches with magic that only you could see and undo....no that’s not it.

Possible it was this damn vessel's fault. Always hanging off your words and embraces like a lovesick fool. Opting to distract himself with your praise and love then rather focus on what’s important at hand.

though denying that he didn't enjoy your persevere, from time to time would make the ping of guilt worsen.

Your body hit the floor with a loud thud, the gaping hole through your chest made the anger and feelings of anguish flow in him.

He didn’t even notice when he had taken over Yuji's body, destroying the very thing that took you away from him. The slaughter more animalistic and erratic as his state of sanity seems to be blown out the window.

He cares not for the look of horror and fear that clouded Yuji's teammate's face. Not concerning much of his attention to them, he came over, plucked your dead body from the ground, and disappear.

Appearing back to that place you talked with Yuji so dearly about..what was it again. He couldn’t recall the name, only knowing about the large wisteria trees that guard the scenery. 

“Dumb human...surely foolish beings you are.” He mumbles you head was press into his chest as he looked out from the Cliffs view.

“Look what you have done, making me feeling things for you..” his voice soft as he pushed back small strands from your face. Yuji memories of this morning playing back

“You two better make it out of here alive or I’m kicking both of your butts.” You proclaimed earning a whine from Yuji and scoff from Sukuna as he appeared on the other’s cheek. “Dare I ask how you’ll be able to deafest me, don’t bite more than what you can chew.” He threatens but only succeeded in making you laugh, “Mhm..yeah you’re right I’m just worried about my two favorite boys.” You had told them, leaning in and kissing a flustered Yuji, “I love you both so be safe.” Okay and no stupid actions.” You scolded Yuji plucking the boy's head.

A weak laugh fell off from his lips, “Looks who’s talking, you’re the one that’s gone and died on us..” he spoke aloud. Moving to crouch by the tree and sit your body against the bark.

He let one finger trail over your lips and down your features letting them be engraved in his memory as he gazes down at you.

That disease having still affecting him, even as you lay dead in front of him. These feeling of sadness and heart ach and most of all loneliness suffocating and clawing at his throat

He dare not shed a tear, Yuji would do enough of that for the both of them. Instead, he let his hand gently cup over your cold and colorless cheek. The warmth he remembers oh so clearly, know felt like something that occurs ages ago.

He leans his forehead against yours and shutting his eyes, and allowing Yuji to take control.

You’d never heard him say, though he wished you are hear so he could that dazzling smile as he did

“I love you... S/o.”

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🔥 FIRST IMPRESSIONS 🔥

YUJI/SUKUNA x READER

PART #3

!!! NSFW !!!

/// WARNINGS: Non con, oral, tag teaming, dirty talk, smutty smut smut (Yuji’s aged up, obv) ///

((Okay so now I can start doing DUALITY and if you guys like this you’re gonna lose your minds for the next phase. Also no shame, I’m a sinner and I know. -claps hands-))

Yuji might have sped just a tad bit to get home, right on your heels up the stairs to the front door, seemingly more comfortable since you hardly reacted to his unfortunate curse. Or maybe it was jealousy, seeing the other touching you during the switch and starting a war with him over a girl. If Sukuna wanted to stir him up, it worked. You could barely get the keys into the doorknob with Yuji’s mouth nibbling at your ear, hands tugging you backwards into his chest, dipping his head to bite at your neck.

“Glad to see you’re f-feeling better…but I can’t...mm, I can’t get the door- ah!” You fumbled over your words when he ran his tongue up the side of your neck, sneaking the keys from your hands and whispering with a suspiciously innocent tone.

“I’ll get it, I’ll take care of anything for you….” As soon as the door was open you two were stumbling frantically inside and Yuji kicked it shut behind him, ripping his tie off with a determined look on his face.

“Oh, I’m sure you would.”

Sore and sleepy, you sat up in bed in the dark and felt for your lover next to you, but he wasn’t there. The bedroom was pitch black, no light from under the bathroom door to indicate he was in there, in fact you couldn’t see anything at all. You could feel the sheets under your fingers and were confused, finding smooth silk in place of the fluffy blankets you and Yuji would nuzzle into most nights.

“Yuji?” You called out, but there was no response, just a painfully eerie silence and the sound of water dripping once or twice. You slowly slid off the bed, but when your feet touched the floor you found liquid an inch or so deep. First assumption was that the apartment flooded, so you scrambled for the light switch in the dark, finding no walls or doors. No furniture. Just more empty blackness. Just when you started to panic, you felt a hand slowly wrap around one of your wrists.

“Yuji?” You could hardly breath as another hand grabbed your side, then another arm hooked firmly around your back so you couldn’t escape.

“Wrong again.” Sukuna’s voice wasn’t playful or lyrical like it’d been in the car earlier that evening, it was a spoken growl, and agitated tone that warned you not to fight him. Warm, liquid verbal impatience.

“Why can’t I see you? And where are we?” Instead of pulling away, you let the arms gather you up and lay you back on the bed haphazardly. The mattress shifted, your body began to react to the fight or flight instinct kicking in, but you wouldn’t escape. He caged you in, climbing on top of you and sitting on your pelvis.

“We are within my domain. You wanna see me? Or are you scared of the dark, little girl?” Sukuna was mocking you, expecting the whole scenario would make you try to run, fight him like predator and prey, but you didn’t.

“If you still think I’m afraid of your form, you’re in for a surprise.” You ran your hands along his where they rested on the bed and kept his body up above yours, triggering flames to flicker around the bed, candles with their melting dripped onto the red liquid floor.

“Naughty thing, aren’t you. Wanting a peek at the big bad curse.” He snickered, lower set of hands trailing over your chest, down your waist and to the hem of the only thing you were wearing, a t- shirt. He tore it away with ease, enjoying the way you shivered. He was in thick white robes, body was so starkly similar to Yuji’s, aside from his eyes, arms and the vicious sneer on his face.

“You’re actually quite breathtaking.” You mumbled, half lidded eyes locked on his lower jaw as he swallowed hard, frowning while he brought his face to yours and the tips of your noses touched. His chest rumbled contemplative, he looked almost softer, a gaze of pity.

“Of course I am, I’m your king. Keep up the praises and I might reward you.” A trill cackle erupted from his throat, but it died down when you reached up and tugged at his robes and whined.

“I can’t praise what I can’t see.” Oh, Yuji must have screwed you a bit senseless, because the subservience was not something he’d seen come so easily.

“Ask me properly, little thing. Address your king correctly and I may have mercy on you.” His wicked smile showed fangs that glittered in the flickering candle light, his tongue teasingly wriggling behind its cage just waiting for a taste. His patience was godly, however, despite how many centuries he’d missed this ritual.

“Handsome, wise king Ryomen, have pity on my poor soul. Spoil me with your visage.” You smirk, dizzy with lust, just slightly noticing the deep red smoke on the air around you, sedating you without your knowledge.

“Such an obedient thing…” Sukuna sighed, but his lips were still curved upward, pride swelling as he let his clothes fall off him, leaving you to stare in awe for a few seconds.

“Little thing, you’re practically drooling. And over someone like me? Tsk tsk, what a shame. Though, it simplifies so much you look at me the way you look at the brat. Maybe I can come to terms with sharing my property.” As he spoke, he flipped you onto your stomach, a hand nestling into your hair to yank your head back and force you to look into his eyes.

“Share? What does Y-Yuji say...about that...” You moan your words while his three free hands find every inch of your body and handle you with a roughness your other lover never dared use.

“Ask him yourself.” Sukuna muttered as he turned your head by your hair and you found yourself staring up at Yuji standing at the foot of the claw foot bed.

“This is pretty lewd. Is it bad I’m a little turned on? Fucking pissed, yeah. But...” Yuji was affected the same way as you by the smoke drifting around, causing the bridge of his nose to be dusted pink with the heat of his blood.

“Shut up, brat! We share the same body, it hardly matters. Now keep her mouth shut too while I have my way.” There was no warning otherwise from Sukuna, a cock entering you with a single languid thrust was its own warning. It hurt, stung and you immediately reached out and grabbed onto Yuji’s waist for stability as the beast behind you set a rapid pace from the start. Your cries were so desperate, it tore at Yuji’s heart, but he felt like his legs would give out if he even moved. Between grunts, Sukuna gave him an order, his three free hands still roaming your form carelessly as he fucked you hard.

“Use-her-mouth! Or I will!” The warning was taken seriously, Yuji clumsily and in a haze pulling his jeans down to free himself, reaching for your hair to find Sukuna’s hand already there. With a half groan, half snicker, Sukuna gave Yuji a little help and pulled your head back more, your mouth already agape with desperate moans. As soon as he was in your mouth, Yuji started making some desperate noises of his own, only dwarfed by the occasional cackled of Sukuna, praising your subservience in the same breath he’d tease the brat.

“You’re such a fun little thing to play with, isn’t the brat lucky I let him borrow you?” He growled, but you couldn’t speak, drool dripping down your chin as Sukuna forced you to fuck Yuji with your mouth, fist in your hair painfully tight.

“You’re borrowing her, fucker! She’s m-my girlfriend!” Yuji stammered, they both picked up their thrusting pace and you clawed at the sheets, climax hitting you with no warning. Then another, lightheaded from the struggle to breath as Yuji got more needy for his own release and pushed deeper into your throat. They came in tandem, agonizingly, and you tried not to choke on the warmth flooding your mouth while the other flowed into your cunt so hot you couldn’t stand it. The broken choked cries you made on Yuji’s cock had the both of them rolling their eyes back, satisfied with themselves.