nyttedryst

[nyttedryst]

You swear people are being delusional about him. Sukuna have been nothing but nice to you ever since you talked to him, sure the tattoos screamed danger but he was nothing like that. Silly people! telling you how scary and toxic your boyfriend is when he is just the sweetest.

Sukuna who just simply changes persona whenever your gentle and bubbly ass appear. He's holding someone by the collar then once you appear he's suddenly just helping them get up. Every insults he used to spit without a thought, now he force to swallow. The supposedly punch, landing as a playful pat just because you are there.

Mhmm, surely he's nothing alike the people says. Everyone have a say in everything anyways and jokes on them, you're not that dumb nor naive to easily believe them.

He flip position, suddenly laying you on your back gently putting you down on the bed while roughly thrusting in and out. You're crying out and gripping the sheets yet he managed to still be gentle with you, not to your cunt but he's gentle to you. His thrusts didn't lose a beat as he grabbed a pillow putting it underneath your head as he lowly groan, managing to prioritize your comfort even if he's balls deep in you.

"Open up and swallow Precious." He ordered drinking some water before leaning down, transfering it to you to prevent your throat from drying out like he's not fucking your brain's out. He smirks as he pulled back, watching how the rest of the water drips down to your cheeks to your hair.

"That's my girl, you're so good to me." He coos as you whined arching you back. His digits gently pulling back the strays of hair sticking to your forehead moist from your sweat.

"Let me take care of you Precious... My Precious." Sukuna whispered, holding your leg and placing it on his shoulder. Earning a groan from him from the way your velvet walls perfectly wrapped around him, like you're made for him; destined for him and him only.

See? Nothing like what people say.

[nyttedryst]

This is wrong... completely wrong. Damn it, you're the devil. Kento's sure you're the devil because how else would he be able to even explain this feeling? The longing he feels whenever you're there, the temptation he badly want to succumb to.

This is a sin.

You're a sin.

He's the high priest of the whole empire damn it and you... you're the empire's infamous atheist. Everyone believe you're the devil but fuck the devil's hot. He have always been grumpy to you, almost hateful spitting out words that includes how you're going to hell whenever you wait for your religious friend. He's glad your friend's religious, because of her he have been able to see you outside every sunday.

"In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit." A voice echoed in the confessional, it's your friend ready to confess to the oh so pure and holiest high priest of the empire seeking for an advice. The same high priest they so greatly talking about, relentlessly thrusting, abusing his aching massive cock in the empire's atheist's cunt. The devil's cunt and he love every fucking second of it.

"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned, it has been two weeks since my last confession. These are my sins-"

The narrow space inside the confessional booth makes it hard to escape him...not like you wanted too. Your friend have started listing their sins, while the high priest himself is sinning. He sloppily reach down, rubbing on your clit as he's deep in your walls relishing how it tightens and beg for more.

Sweat beads drip down your forehead, your hair slightly damp with them as you hold tightly onto his back practically digging your nails into his back. You know damn well, your pussy's squelching already audible you don't need to add in that whimpers. His ragged breathing filling in the air with the occasional grunts and groans he let out.

His handsome face screams pussy drunk in every aspect. Just from how he closes his eyes or the way he seek for your lips, muttering curses and how good you feel around him.

"God, the Father of mercies, through the death and resurrection of his Son-" He shakily sighed, starting to pray as a response to your friend on the other side. Your body shudders, struggling away as your orgasm neared instinctively reaching for his digits that's rubbing your clit trying to remove it.

He let out a 'tch' not letting you do that, his free hand taking hold of both of your wrists. You barely managed to hold back your cries of his name if you didn't bit onto his shoulder. His thrusts kept on, speeding up and growing rough as he pushed your legs higher wanting to bury his cock deeper.

"n-no- no-" you muffled trying to warn him before your eyes are rolling to the back of your head as you cream, his hips stuttering burying himself deeper as he filled you up with his cum.

"Amen." He breathed out, a grin forming on his lips as he stare down and rest your still twitching body against his chest.

[nyttedryst]

The moment you stepped in a room, it's widely known you have this aura that surrounds you. Sure you're not that strict, not so serious and certainly not mean however there's just something about you that makes everyone automatically look up to you. You're just this figure of authority for everyone. You're a natural leader, someone who's always on demand...someone who dominates.

That's what Kento thought too...

The moment he transferred in the company's financial department which you run, he have already notice it, just by the way his new colleagues talk with you to how you held meetings and how you run this department with ease. It wasn't surprising you're always on top, finishing things so early and always getting things your way.

Kento couldn't help but chuckle to himself looking down at you. You're sprawled out on top of your office desk, head hanging by the edge as you tug at his arm eagerly. That mini pencil skirt you wore riding up doing nothing to hide your soaked panties including your thighs clad in a fishnet stockings. Button up shirt fully open showcasing your bra.

"please." You begged to his towering figure, eagerly opening your mouth.

"patience darling. Didn't you say patience is a virtue?" He coos, followed by a whine escaping your lips. Damn his voice and his teasing, using your own words against yourself. Damn him. Who would blame him though? Who wouldn't want to see their so perfect dominant boss who's always on top now being under...

"I can take it, I will take it. Please?"

He let out a hummed, stopping himself from palming his cock straining against his pants. You help him unbuckled his belt, your mouth salivating as he releases himself from the restraints of his underwear. His tip slapping against his stomach, standing proud.

You didn't waste time helping him, entering his length onto your mouth. He groans as your throat constricts, clamping down onto him accomodating his size. His hips stutter almost losing himself, an instinct to bury himself deeper onto your warmth.

"fuck," he cursed underneath his breath as you sloppily gagged sending a course of ecstasy through his every vein. God, you're perfect it's like your mouth was made for him.

"a little bit more yeah?" He encouraged slowly thrusting his hips until the head of his cock reach deep forming a bulge on your throat. Showings just how good and deep you are taking him.

"atta girl." He breathed out, slowly starting to move his hips. His big hands reached out, holding one of your breast "you're so good aren't you little one? So fucking good." He breathed out pausing in the middle just to relish in the feeling of how the soft walls of your throat clamped down onto him.

He threw his head back, not managing to stay still as longer as he intended. How could he possibly do so? Not when you're looking up to him with those eyes, mascara dripping down tearing up struggling from his size lipstick smudge and are all over his cock. You're so obedient, so submissive...to think that you have always been dominant to your work field but a submissive whore in bed...

"mine...you belong to me little one. Your mouth, your breasts, your cunt, those eyes and this fucking body was made for me." He mumured, bullying his way to your throat with every word. His hand squeezed your breast, the rough pad of his thumb playing with your nipples.

His statement all of it, went over your head. Too fucked up to think not when all you want is his cock drilling in your aching cunt. Your hand needily made its way to your clit, rubbing yourself which he noticed. He paused, letting out a scoff before gathering enough saliva and spitting it in your cunt as an assist to your neediness.

You muffled a whine, gagging when his pace sped up. He spat on your breast, spreading it with his hand until your chest are glistening with his essence. You're so beautiful like this...

"I'm going to come... gonna fucking fill your needy throat... you're going to take it all like the good girl you are, understand?"

You hummed to every words coming out of him, hands trying to match his rhythm to stimulate what it would be like if he's fucking your cunt. Hips bucking up in desperation, practically humping your hand.

"Take it, take me..."

His words, his hand playing with your nipples, together with his cock on your throat and your hand playing with yourself, you came. Maybe it's the inexperienced in you, maybe it's because of this new sensation you found, whatever it was it made you cum. Your toes curling as your back arched.

"hmmm, I see it is really true. You always finish early." He purred and within a few stuttering thrust he also came. Releasing all of his thick seeds onto your throat, some of it still spurting out when he pulled out, painting your face like you're his Mona Lisa.

[nyttedryst]

You had one job.

It's to deliver Kento's lunch without being seen by him or talk with him since your ass thinks it's much convenient rather than arguing again. After all you turn silent whenever in front of a confrontation which Kento would always do like the mature man he is.

You had one job.

Literary one job, so why are you on his office's couch writhing with his head in between your thighs and a couple of bullet vibrators he managed to tape on your sensitive nipples

"still not gonna talk ha? Stubborn brat."

He muffled, sloppily sucking onto your clit that makes your back arched and your hips bucking up to his face practically humping his tongue. You huffed throwing your head back as you bit onto your fingers when he paused in the middle of you being on the edge. Completely denying you of your climax for the nth time, your cunt desperately clenching around nothing.

Kento is not the type of man to be physically affectionate in public, that's just not him but apparently he's the type to secretly fuck you on his office in the middle of the day the moment he saw how one of his employee eyed you down with that sundress.

"Nami- wait- Can't-" you can barely form coherent words when a knock on the door interrupted. Loud squelching remaining echoing through the room.

"oh so now you wanna talk? Too late doll. Come in." You push the edge of your sundress down, covering his head which causes him to chuckle. His hand sneakily grabs another bullet vibrator which he entered in your soaked walls. Your mind although fogged up from the ecstasy managed to glance as the door opened, his secretary shock and flustered immediately turn back.

"I said come in." With hesitation, his secretary entered, their gaze avoiding yours. Kento keeps his pace on your clit, together with the vibrations of the toys attached to you bringing you to pure ecstasy. You're crying, whimpering as you grip his hair pulling it which he didn't really care about, you just taste so divine..so addictive to think this is all his.

"sir- I uhh have gathered the papers that need your signature..I..have also contacted Mr. Yue from the.. Acnoba company and they agreed on testing and improving our new product with their help they wish to have a meeting with you tomorrow should I add it to your schedule?" His secretary's words blurred in with your noises, he so professionally pulled away keeping his thumb on your clit. His gaze never wavered from your poor quivering body, hungrily taking in the sight that intoxicates his mind.

"leave the papers on my desk, add the meeting with Mr. Yue to my schedule. Inform them that I am looking forward to collaborating with Acnoba and exploring the possibilities of improving our new product-" His words got cut off as you let out a whine when he swiftly took out the bullet vibrator from your cunt to your clit. His digits replace the toy relishing in on how you deliciously spasm around it relentlessly hitting that spot that makes your eyes roll back.

"also prepare the contract for the collaboration of the- oh." He turned silent as you arched your back hiding your face as you squirt all over him. From his fingers to his face... A second of silence passed, his secretary not being able to handle the situation excuse themselves.

"mmm, bad move doll."

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You shook your head, whining, hands gripping the bed sheet as your body consulved into a writhing mess. The exact reaction he's looking for, his lips curved into a smirk, breathing against your skin. His eyes hazed with lust as his hips continue to bully it's way to the tightness of your walls. How long have he been going? Repeatedly abusing his cock onto your cunt like he's been craving it for centuries, doing it so hungrily it seems like he won't be able to fucking live without it.

"please- too much Sugu-" your words fell onto deaf ears as he continued his mean thrust. He held your poor thighs making them wrapped around his waist as he groaned.

"Fuck- is it now?" He purred, devilishly grinning as he hit deeper perfectly angling onto that spot that makes your breath stuck in your throat "aw you poor thing, already crying? Didn't you wanted this doll? You begged for this so take it yeah?"

Insane.

That's what you would call someone if they refuse this man and his words. Without thinking you eagerly nodded, your body knowing you better than you do, knowing whom you belong to. None other than him, him and him only. Every last bit of defiance and sass leaving your bones the moment he open his fucking mouth.

"Mmm, your mouth is not just for display doll, you better put it to a good use before I decide to do it myself." He grunted, holding your chin, thumb caressing your shivering lips.

"M'gonna take it!" You choked out, glaring with those teary eyes causing him to chuckle. Walls clamping around his size, stretching you out with each inch.

"Atta girl," He praised, voice so close, warm breath against your cheek as he sped up his thrusts "although I gotta say, you shouldn't look at me like that doll, not when you're pathetically crying as I fuck you."

It was a warning but your cunt's too busy to even know what's what. Too needy, you only obediently nodded, nails making it's way to his back digging onto his skin as you choked out a cry. His grunts and the repeatedly sound of his skin meeting up with yours mixed with your loud mewls.

You must have wished for a death threat as you bit onto your lip holding back the sweet noises as you become conscious of your loudness. He didn't like that, immediately holding your wrist as you tried to cover your mouth with your palm. He grabbed your other wrist, holding both of them on one hand before pinning them above your head.

"Tch, tch, bad move doll." His pace sped up more, making it hard to hold back any noise. He thrust harder, rougher as he held your chin to keep it open. Eyes locked onto yours as he perfectly hit against your g-spot.

"M'close- Fuck no! No- Sugu- please" Hearing your first word made him slow down completely denying you of the orgasm you so desperately crave

" nah ah, you don't get to cum doll,"

[nyttedryst]

You're so random... So random he wonder if he fell for one of your traps or he's slowly becoming like you, and how did you two managed to be seated on his desk with his length inside you as he does his work and you steadily straddling his thighs, he doesn't remember.

You could hear him vigorously sigh, unable to focus on the stack of paperwork you guys are going through. Somehow seemingly more annoyed, because apparently his playful lover is too naive to notice how he shifts in his seat just to shove his cock deeper onto your warm tight walls and just to hear you muffle a whine. To add on the case, you're the one who requested to cockwarm him anyway, telling him "it's to make you more relax and less tense, besides I'll help you."

You are helping him, occasionally adjusting your glasses as you adorably asked him what to do but is he relax? No, not when the only thing on his mind is your walls clamping all over him, begging him to move and pounce onto you until you're against that desk, staining his shitty paperwork with your pretty tears.

"Nami-"

The lovely nickname you call him leaving your mouth made him dizzy. Hips slowly rutting against you as he effortlessly lifted your waist, using you like some toy.

"M'sorry little one, can't hold back anymore."

He muttered, impatiently bending you over his desk to fuck you like how this paperwork fuck him up.