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best friend!sukuna who uses you, his pretty friend, to make his ex jealous ★

warnings. sukuna is an asshole and a shitty man, you're not too pleasant either but i support women's rights and wrongs, no smut but this is suggestive and there's a lot of sex talk so?? mentions of dick, cock, cunt etc. no established relationships, suguru mention ❤︎. the ex is me so maybe you'll feel better about fucking on my man. very strange dynamic between sukuna and reader. can't tell if he wants you or if he's just a slut. MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI, i check.
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it's messed up in too many ways to where it fucks with you to even think about.
he's so chill and unbothered with you in his lap, cold hands settled on the dips of your waist while trying to reason with you on why this is all okay.
"did you see her story? had geto's hands all over her and had the nerve to put my favorite band's new song over it." the grip he has tightens at the mention of his exes most recent performance and you realize that this might be bothering him more than he'd care to admit out loud.
however, it's still obvious. it's written all over his face, pupils dilated and eyebrows turned inwards.
you could always roll off of him, tell him to get over himself and go on about your day because this was not your problem in anyway, shape, or form.
but sukuna just got a new haircut and he just dyed his hair after weeks of rocking grown out roots, and you'd be lying through your teeth if you said he didn't look perfect beneath you right now.
"this is super fucked up." you confess, repositioning above him until the crotch of his jeans press against your clit.
you remain silent, but there's a blazing, hot touch of something nasty that grows inside of you.
"yeah?" he clarifies, fingers ghosting over the skin under your shirt.
"yeah, it is. i like her." you attest to his doubts on your sincerity, even if you weren't being genuine.
the scary warmth inside spreads when your best friend only laughs in your face, shifting his hips upwards and throwing an arm behind his head, completely unamused.
for a moment you think it's the guilt of being in the position that you're in now, knowing a week ago you were smiling in her face, but you quickly notice that the strange feeling only seems to appear as long as his cock is between your legs.
"if you liked her then you wouldn't be trembling on my dick."
and somehow his brutal honesty makes you feel better because only now do you accept that you don't owe her anything.
they weren't together. you've met her twice. and if she would rather enjoy the attention of another, than that means the spot you're in is more than available.
"you're not as good as you convince yourself, love. you're already here, so i don't see how utilizing this arrangement is going to be any worse." sukuna decides.
the bastard is convincing, you'll give him that.
all it takes is a single nod for him to get hard in his pants making you wonder just what did it— your consent or the idea of making his ex feel just as pissed off as he felt.
either way, it has your panties damp and you pray that the silky material of your shorts is enough to conceal the soaked lace hidden beneath it.
"gonna take a picture, that okay?" his heavy eyes, strikingly red and dark, flit up to yours that are all wide and cautious. you nod.
"you tell me if you change your mind. they can both go to hell, just wanted to fuck with her." he mumbles, capturing the way the two of you connect through the lens of his phone camera.
your thighs are soft, caging him in like an animal, and damnit he feels like something similar at the feeling of your weight on him.
sukuna appears busy, deeply focused on the screen, but truly, he's catching on to a little too much during this schematic process of trying to get a lick back.
like the way your hands squeeze against your legs, falling onto his pelvis in an attempt to stabilize yourself.
the fact that just behind your shorts is your throbbing cunt, because he knows you feel the way his dick jumps beneath you.
your breathing that is slightly unsteady compared to his own that he fights to keep at bay.
there's a thin line between revenge and whatever the fuck was happening now, and sukuna's far too late when he understands that he's crossed it.
he's stopped taking pictures seconds ago, pivoting his attention on trying to figure out whether it's acceptable to fuck you in between fabrics after explaining how this was all a way to prove a point or not.
"ryomen?" you hesitate, not quite sure what to even say when his dazed gaze finds your concerned expression.
"can i touch you?" his question is immediate, not comforting you in the slightest, but color fills his face again and his eyes no longer seem distant.
"wha- have you lost your damn mine? what happened to your whole-" sukuna's phone is suddenly tossed to the side, taking ahold of your hands to pull you down until your inches away from colliding with each other.
"you're sitting directly on my erection. i can feel you clenching through your clothes and you think i'm capable of creating revenge pictures?" his argument nearly seems logical if he didn't sound like such a fucking dickhead.
"you're nasty."
"you're nastier."
"you're a piece of shit ex."
he shrugs, pushing into you further. "maybe."
with a heavy sigh, you pull away, pretending like the single movement didn't nearly make you cry out from the pleasure it brought you.
"we're supposed to be best friends. what if it's weird after?" the caution is clear in your voice, face contorting in a way you only do when conflicted.
"what if it's not?" coaxed your impressively persuasive best friend. "what if it's really good and i change your life?"
that makes you laugh, the comfort you've found in him finding you again.
"you're a cocky prick. i see why she's with suguru." sukuna sends you a warning look.
"watch your mouth, girl."
you take a few moments to ponder how far is too far, puzzled by the fact that maybe you crossed it long before now.
"you're already here. i won't do anything you're uncomfortable with, but this doesn't have to be as fucked up as you're thinking it is." sukuna defends you both in a way you didn't know you needed.
maybe in a more normal world with a more normal looking friend, you'd do the right thing, but when face to face with 'wrong if it was right', you nod and do exactly what he knew you would.
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my requests are open but good luck bc i'm a lazy fucking cunt

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masterlist, bitch.
oil change overcharge prank, crack.
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THIRTY THOUSAND DOLLARS??? , jjk smau
★ sending: you were overcharged for an oil change prank!
☆ received: no warnings, just swearing. inspired by me having to put him on the phone with the mechanic bc i WILL get scammed LMAO 100+ for an oil change? fuck it! you're the mechanic, not me! also ignore any timestamps, i'm a lazy fuck and won't edit them out...
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janey 2.0. the one where she doesn't want her written fics mixed with her smaus...
masterlist , mdni dpwm. requests open
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