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FREE SNAKE, PICKUP ASAP! snake!sukuna x f!reader

synopsis: your cheating asshole of a boyfriend left his snake at your place after you kicked him to the curb. but it seems your new pet has a few feelings of his own when you try to give him away - and he might just have to fuck them into you

content: mdni, smut, porn with some plot, oral (m! receiving), snake!kuna transforms to a (mostly) human form to fuck your brains out (he's FERAL and a FREAK), size difference (a python perhaps ;p), manhandling, fingering, piv sex, mating press, condom breaking

you fucking hated snakes.

sneaky, slinking creatures that moved too fast, flicking that sharp tongue at you like they might bite when you least expect it. maybe that should've been the biggest red flag, a sign of what was to come when your (now ex) boyfriend brought one to your place.

promising that he'd feed it, and he'd take care of it, swearing that you wouldn't even know the snake was there.

like you were fucking blind enough to miss the huge ass terrarium facing your bed. or the dark pink scales that caught the light, glinting as he slithered around and threw his head into the glass when he was mad (so, all the time). sometimes, you'd find the locks holding the lid on unlatched, but the snake was always inside among the foliage, so you just assumed your imbecile of a boyfriend kept forgetting to secure it, despite you being the one to give him food and water nine times out of ten.

sukuna.

even its name was creepy.

the rest of him too, really, the way his beady eyes would follow you around the room, always watching you no matter whatever you were doing. honestly, it made you not even mind the dry patch of no sex the two of you were going through. you didn't think you could even get wet if that thing was staring at you the whole time.

but, uh, your boyfriend was apparently on a different page since he went and cheated on you. as if fucking another girl wasn't horrible enough, he fucked you over by leaving his stupid snake too.

the rest of his shit had ended up in the trash.

but what the fuck were you supposed to do with a live animal?

"I'm getting rid of his snake," you huffed into the phone, squatting down to squint through the glass at the haughty snake. he was huge, long tail coiled and his tongue sticking out at you in a hiss. "I put it up on Craigslist."

"for how much?" your friend giggled as you groaned, turning away from the terrarium to flop down on your bed, pulling your laptop closer to where the listing was still up, where the word FREE stood out above your phone number.

"I'm just giving him away to whoever wants-"

your phone was snatched from your hand.

something hard and heavy pressed against your back, pinning you in place before your phone was tossed on the nightstand. A tattooed hand reached over you, twice the size of your boyfriend's, thick and sturdy fingers swiping over the track pad to hit the delete button on the listing. then your laptop was being slammed shut, pushed off to the edge of the bed.

"free? seriously?" a gravelly voice scoffed in your ear, a dark rumble rolling through you. "that moron paid two grand for me."

and your survival skills surely weren't up to par, or perhaps the situation was so strange, since you found yourself wigging out and rolling over to stare at the intruder.

"don't tell me you don't recognize me, brat."

or your pet.

in the flesh rather than scales. his hair was the same color those had been, wild strands sticking up, thick brows furrowed together in a mean scowl. but his dark eyes felt the same, sliding over you slowly, his stare even more intense up close like this. and God, he was almost painfully attractive, rough around the edges, dangerous. he was covered in thick black tattoos, defined muscles, and nothing else. completely nude. and his hand wasn't the only thing twice the size of your boyfriend's.

you didn't know how exactly that ended up in your mouth.

just that somewhere from your first what the fuck to him ranting about his former owner being a braindead moron for sleeping with someone else when you were right there, he was ripping off your clothes and you were wrapping your fingers around his swollen cock, tracing the bulging veins in sloppy strokes. asking what the hell he was just for him to laugh at you, readjusting to climb over your chest, thick thighs straddling it and nearly knocking the breath out of you before he pinned both your wrists to the bed with one meaty palm while his other shoved his cock between your parted lips.

you were choking on it.

maybe this was all some sex-deprived dream. that you had actually snapped and lost your sanity over being stuck with this snake that you were imagining getting throat fucked by him in human form.

but no, his tip slammed into the back of your mouth and you gagged, airway cut off by the sheer size of it, and you were pretty fucking sure this was happening.

"like it when I feed you?" he mocked, and you surprised yourself by nodding.

veins throbbing against your tongue, your lashes fluttering closed as his grip on your wrist got tighter, nearly bruising and keeping you there for him to fuck your face.

"fuck, that's tight," he groaned, gritting his teeth and throwing his head back. "should've strangled that asshole in his sleep weeks ago and fucked you then."

you had a sneaking suspicion he actually would have when his other hand was tangled in your hair, holding you close enough that your nose was nuzzling against the rough patch of his pubic hair.

it was getting harder to breathe, knots in your stomach tangling tighter and need starving for oxygen in your stomach, smoldering and ready to be lit with just another touch, another grunt, another thrust.

"bet your cunt's even better," he hissed, pulling out, but not before letting pre-cum leak all over your lips, rubbing his tip against them like he was applying some crude lip gloss, chuckling at the way you were panting and blinking up at him with hungry eyes.

"w-wear a condom," you managed to stammer, like your jaw wasn't still aching from the stretch of accommodating him, nodding your head towards the nightstand.

could snakes transmit STDs? or would you be the first human to catch some kind of weird disease from giving him head?

he rolled his eyes, grumbling about being clean but still releasing your wrists to lean over and yank the drawer completely out of the nightstand on accident, ignoring your huff before ripping the tab off the still-unopened box of condoms and tear into one with his teeth.

it barely fit.

stretched thin around his cock, which was already bobbing in the air from the sheer weight of it as he abruptly slotted a thick finger inside your cunt just to see how soaked you were.

a cruel smirk tugged up on his lips before he laughed at you. "thought you wanted me gone?"

"that-that was before," you sputtered, struggling to keep yourself squirming at the intense pressure of him exploring with just a single finger, more experimental than anything, like your anatomy was new to him.

you'd probably have more questions if you didn't feel too full to even formulate more than a few whiny gasps.

he pulled his finger out, popping it in his mouth for a taste of you. you hoped it was better than the mice you'd been feeding him.

he hummed his approval before pushing your thighs up to your chest, forcing your body into a more flexible position, the pads of his fingers pressing down into your soft skin. lining himself up at your entrance, his thick tip prodding at it while you held your breath.

you figured it'd be slow.

but nope.

you blinked and you were being stuffed full, his cock bottoming out in a single brutal thrust. it burned. mind breaking while he tried to split you open, balls smacking against your skin when he pulled out just to push back in harder.

his lips were open, pink and pretty as sweat dripped down his forehead, brows scrunched together in focus as he pounded into you. there was extra friction with the condom, but your own slick was dripping down, probably soaking the sheets when every slam of his hips grinding down to fit every fucking inch of him inside you left you shuddering and squirming under his heavy body.

"k-kuna," you moaned, nails clawing at the sheets while you leaned your head back against the bed. his lips practically latched onto your throat, teeth sinking into your skin like it was instinct. but instead of ripping your throat out, he was sucking hard, leaving hickey after hickey to mark your skin.

never, in the three months since you had him, had you ever bothered to say the name he came with from the pet store. and now you were crying it like it was the only thing holding you together.

he scoffed at you again, like he wasn't molding you to him, like every ridge and vein wasn't rubbing against you just right when he dragged his tip over your cervix just to remind you he could.

"not fucking getting rid of me now," he grunted, groaning when you clenched around him at the gravelly sound of his voice, all his muscles tensing.

he dragged a hand down your thighs, spreading them a little further so he could swipe over your sensitive clit, a mocking grin returning to his face at the way you jolted at the first touch.

"poor pet's been neglected, huh?" he taunted, drawing a messy circle over the bud knowing you wouldn't be able to protest being his pet.

your hands struggled to hold onto his shoulder blades, his skin too thick for you to rake your nails down, even when you were scratching and whimpering for even more friction, back arching just for his next thrust to push you down.

his still-forked tongue licked a clean stripe over your jaw, the unfamiliar sensation only making the tension in your own stomach pull tighter. he capture your lips in a kiss, long and hard and unlike anything else you experienced.

swallowing up your moans for dessert when his fingers sloppily rubbed over your clit, teasing you in hisses and whispers when you came undone for him, seeing pink instead of white. he buried his head against your neck when his cock stalled inside you, finishing with a rough growl of his own.

thick ropes of cum filling you up instead of the condom, the warmth leaking out when he pulled out to reveal only half the condom was still on with an annoyed hiss.

"maybe if your boyfriend had a bigger dick, it wouldn't have broke," he grunted, like it was somehow your fault you didn't have XXL condoms on hand.

"how the hell was I supposed to know you were, I dunno, whatever the fuck you are?" you gestured, still out-of-breath as you he distractedly pushed some of the cum back inside you.

what the fuck were you even supposed to get tested for now?

you tried to sit up, but he pushed you back flat on the bed with damp fingers.

"lay back down so I can get it out of you," he grunted, already spreading your thighs back apart.

you were just as gagged as you had been before, speechless as he just shoved his fingers inside you with that firm expression, focused solely on you.

for a brief second, you contemplated asking if he was going to turn back into a snake. but then, it struck you that either way, you were stuck with him now.

he pulled out the broken piece of the condom, tossing it into the small trashcan near your bed, your nightstand drawer still sitting on the ground from where he accidentally ripped it out earlier. he sharp eyes slid over to the rest of your room, the overflowing laundry basket and last night's glass of water still sitting on your dresser with a sigh.

"someone's gotta take care of you."

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