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submenarehotties · 11 months

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“ under 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 control! „

submissive! ryomen sukuna x dominant! female! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the jjk manga or anime)

cw's + tw's: nsfw, explicit language, posessive! sukuna, needy! sukuna, oral (reader receives), degradation kink, praise kink.

summary: what if sukuna was never the king of curses? what if there was only the queen of curses and sukuna was your slave?

note: this is a thirst. lowercase intended.

word count: 0.5K+

to others, you were a scary curse that commanded to be obeyed, to sukuna, you were his precious mistress, his queen. sukuna would do anything for you.

sukuna bit his lip as he stared at your thighs, your dress revealing more than he liked to everyone else - even if you were alone with him at the moment. sukuna never liked prying eyes. even if you didn’t belong to him, he’d always kill the men and women that dared look at the areas you only allowed him to look at.

“you’re staring, what is it?” you questioned as you worked on a scribe.

“i’m hungry, my queen.” sukuna whispered, coming up from behind you, and placing a hand on your bare thigh gently, as if not wanting to anger you.

your face didn’t change. you were focused on work. sukuna lowered himself onto his knees.

“c’monnnn~” sukuna whined, placing kisses on your thigh.

“pay attention to me.” sukuna continued, resting his chin on your thigh, his desperate eyes waiting for yours to look into his.

finally, you’d directed your attention to him. there’s a reason that sukuna was your only slave, you hate when they beg for attention.

“if you’re hungry, go eat something. you don’t need my permission to do normal everyday necessities.” you replied, taking a very deep breath then continuing to write.

sukuna had slyly smiled at you at that, though you didn’t see his smile - you were already back to working. suddenly you felt a finger pull down your panties and seconds later a tongue eagerly lapped at your pussy, making you grip your pen tightly that it snapped in half.

sukuna sucked at your clit, desperate to taste you. after all, he was hungry.

“you damn brat.” you mutter, abandoning your work and tangling your fingers into sukuna’s hair.

sukuna purred at the degradation, his teeth grazing your clit.

“so this is what you were hungry for?” you moaned, pulling sukuna’s head closer to your pussy.

sukuna hummed in response, his tongue pushing inside you, you tightened around his tongue, making his groan and hold your thighs. you may just suck him inside, not that he wouldn’t like that.

sukuna felt so hot and weak, your red eyes locked on his face. he had no doubt you were smirking at him. sukuna continued to suck and lap at you. you finally came with a raspy groan, it made sukuna hard just to touch you. sukuna happily sucked up your juices, groaning at your taste.

sukuna was going to continue lapping at you for another orgasm, and you were fine with that but you wanted to take a look at sukuna first. you pulled sukuna’s head away from your pussy, and he whined in disapproval.

sukuna’s face glistened with sweat and your juices. he looked pathetic. his eyes were glazed over, his gaze locked on your bare pussy with hunger. he wanted more.

“hungry.” was the only word he could murmur, before diving back in.

you lightly gasped, caught off guard, but you quickly recovered, massaging sukuna’s head with a pleased smile on your face, “good boy. pleasuring your queen so good, slave.”

sukuna could never see himself above you. sukuna may become your husband, but he’ll never be the king of curses, because you’ll always fulfill both titles. sukuna knows his place - under your control.

a/n: OKAY, this was supposed to be shorter but the writing got away from me and it kept getting longer 😭🙏!! also we def need more sub sukuna dw i got ur back. & trying to get over my miguel o’hara obsession, the struggle is horrible. my fingers want to write abt him so bad 😫.

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submenarehotties · 11 months

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“ 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 whiny 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 bitch! „

submissive! izuku midoriya x dominant! gender neutral! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the mha/bnha manga or anime)

cw's + tw's: nsfw, explicit language, handjob, slight yandere! izuku.

summary: izuku has always been such a good boy. why not reward him?

note: midoriya is 18+. this is a drabble. lowercase intended.

word count: 0.1K+

izuku midoriya is nothing but a whiny little bitch in your hands. thrusting helplessly into your hand, small whines escaping his mouth. he wouldn’t dare try to stop you. you could do whatever you wanted to izuku and he’d love it.

“l-love your hand s’much! oh please, can i cum?” he’d begged, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

“of course you can, izuku.” you say gently, raking your free hand up and down izuku’s arm, goosebumps appearing in their wake.

izuku came with a cry, his body shaking to your touch, whining your name over and over. izuku loves your touch so much that he’s addicted to you.

he’ll never let you go. izuku midoriya belongs to only you and no one will change that.

a/n: i for one would just love to tease midoriya, he’s such a cutie.

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submenarehotties · 11 months

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“ it 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 feel 𝙖𝙨 good 𝙖𝙨

yours! „

submissive! miguel o’hara x dominant! gender neutral! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the atsv movie)

cw's + tw's: nsfw, explicit language, onahole fucking (miguel receives), edging (miguel receives), crying kink.

summary: you make miguel fuck an onahole as a punishment.

note: this is a thirst. lowercase intended.

word count: 0.2K+

with his claws digging into your arm, practically begging you to go faster, miguel o’hara really was pathetic. miguel had asked to fuck you, but instead he’d fucked a toy.

now, you’d sat between miguel’s open legs and fucked him and with the toy as punishment. how could you be so nice and miguel fucked up and got a punishment instead?

“doesn’t feel as good as yours!” miguel whined, as you squeezed the onahole around him.

“ngh—i want to fuck yours!” miguel begs, fat tears falling down his face, the slosh of the lube inside the toy making him ache badly.

“no, you’ll cum in this fake pussy instead.” you say, quickening your pace on his red, swollen cock.

“mnghhh, n-no!” miguel wailed, his face revealing that he’s about to cum.

“fine, cum by yourself.” you say, completely stopping your movements, still holding it for miguel as he took no time and began thrusting his hips upward immediately.

shameless wails escaped miguel as he fucked the toy at the best of his ability. right as he was about to cum, you’d ripped the toy off miguel’s dick, making him sputter out ‘no’s’ and ��please’s’, thrusting up into the empty air.

“i was kidding, i’d never give you what you want so easily, miguel.” you’d replied, making more tears fall down miguel’s face.

miguel’s just so terrible at handling edging and it justs turns you on to see him cry so prettily.

a/n: i LOVED writing this. okay... i definitely need to take a break from miguel. i just need motivation to write other characters 😭🙏.

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submenarehotties · 11 months

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“ nothing 𝙗𝙪𝙩 putty 𝙞𝙣 your

𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨! „

submissive! miguel o’hara x dominant! female! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the atsv movie)

cw's + tw's: nsfw, explicit language, p in v sex, praise kink, overstimulation.

summary: what can miguel say? he loves your pussy - even if he gets overstimulated by it.

note: this is a drabble. lowercase intended. may fix later.

word count: 0.1K+

the miguel o’hara was balls deep fucking your pussy, cries spilling out from his mouth, his claws dragging down your waist.

just one second in your pussy and miguel was already cumming. miguel was always so focused on saving the multiverse that he had no time for women, making him extremely sensitive. you loved that about him, his body was honest.

“my beautiful, good boy.” you praise, moans coming from your mouth.

miguel’s hips stuttered, suddenly feeling overstimulated. miguel wanted more than his body could accept. that’s why you always trained him to handle the overwhelming feeling.

“keep going, you know you want to,” you whisper in miguel’s ear, making his face red, and whine as his cock gets hard again inside you.

a/n: ofc i had to get at least one fem reader on miguel’s masterlist! writing male dom reader is really fun ngl 😏…

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submenarehotties · 11 months

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“ take 𝙞𝙩 like 𝙖 good 𝙨𝙡𝙪𝙩! „

submissive! miguel o’hara x dominant! male! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the atsv movie)

cw's + tw's: nsfw, explicit language, anal, degradation kink, exhibition kink, reader has a dick, rough handling, brat! miguel, brat tamer! reader, mean! reader, spanking (miguel receives), slight angst, biting (miguel and reader both receive).

summary: Miguel has been getting on your nerves. Why not fuck him on the balcony? He loves to be watched. After all, he’s Spiderman, everyone wants to watch him. And if he can’t handle that, take him to bed and fuck him even harder.

note: not proofread. reader wants miguel to hurt bad. :) [ but dw cause miguel loves it. ]

word count: 1.3K+

The continuous slap of your skin to Miguel’s made his face flush. Just thinking about your cock buried in his tight hole made Miguel whimper and ache for you. Miguel gasps, gripping the balcony ‘til his knuckles turned white.

“We n-need to stop. We’ll get c-caught.” Miguel moans.

“What’s so wrong with that?” You tease, your teeth nipping at his earlobe.

Miguel let out cries, making you thrust two fingers into his mouth, making his sounds muffled.

“I would love to hear you let out sounds, but it seems you really do want to be caught.”

“If we do get caught. I’ll leave you here, all hard. And we both know you can’t get off without me.”

Muffles of him trying to talk through your fingers that were stuffed in his mouth made you grin.

“Hm? What was that? I should leave you now?” You say, running your hands down his slutty waist.

Miguel shook his head violently. His drool was now dripping down your fingers. What a slut.

You take your fingers out of Miguel’s mouth and stop your thrusts inside him, “Answer this for me. Who’s orgasm is more important?”

Miguel’s voice is raspy when he replies, “Yours.”

“Mmm, that’s right.” You reply, running a hand down his bare back, making goosebumps appear and the muscles on his back flex.

Miguel tries to push his ass further on your dick, but you spank him hard on his ass, to which Miguel yelps.

“You’ll take exactly what I give you and no more. Got it?” You state.

Miguel murmurs a response. You wrap a hand around the front of his neck and pull him up against you. Miguel leans his head onto your shoulder, his eyes locked onto yours.

“Was that a smart-ass response?” You demand.

“No.” He whispers.

He’s lying through his teeth. Everyone may think Miguel’s good at lying. He’s not. You see right through him everytime.

“Liar. Tell me exactly what you said. Cause you’re really starting to piss me off where I don’t want anything to do with you anymore.”

Miguel lets out a light gasp, shocked at your hurtful words. Of all things Miguel’s said, why shouldn’t you be able to talk back to him just as hurtful? You want him to hurt.

“I said that I’ll take whatever I want.” Miguel says softly that you barely hear it.

“It’s funny that you had the nerve to say that when my dick is up your ass and I’m the one in control, not you.”

“‘m sorry. I just wanted you to make me feel good…” Miguel murmurs.

“The only reason you’re here is to make me feel good. To hell if you feel good.”

Miguel’s eyes water, but he says nothing else. You finally sigh, pulling out of him.

“Did I go too far?” You ask, a hand resting on Miguel’s bare hip.

Miguel shakes his head, “No.”

“Then get your ass inside so I can fuck you more.” You reply, walking inside.

Miguel’s ear tint red. You always were very blunt with your desires toward Miguel. Miguel actually preferred when you degraded him like that. He loves when you make him hurt.

Miguel had many kinks and you knew about every single one. He loved the idea of being watched but he was a tad uncomfortable because it was his first time trying that out and you saw that.

Miguel gulped as he walked inside. He just knew his face was beet red.

“I want you on the bed, lying on your back.” You command, and Miguel did as he was told, and you climb on top of him.

“My intention was not to make you cry. I’m not good at feelings.” You say softly, placing kisses carefully down his body.

“I-It’s okay,” Miguel says, feeling embarrassed, and covering his face with his hands.

You were never like this.

“I am not a gentle dom either. But, you knew exactly what you signed up for.” You say, suddenly biting into his thigh.

Miguel flinched and let out a loud moan, fisting the sheets beside him.

“You’re a whore. But… You’re my whore.” You continue, licking the bite.

“You’re always free to use your safeword. Yet, you never do. Because it all feels good, no matter what I do to you.” You say, sinking your teeth onto another part of his thigh.

You lick over the bite as you did with the other one before glancing up at the mess of the man you made.

“I’m right, no?” You finish, rubbing the outside of his thighs, slowly sliding them open.

“Yes. Fuck yes.” Miguel moans.

He was such a slut for physical touch. Yours only, of course.

“Mmm, I know you best.” You reply.

“Only you.” Miguel corrects innocently.

“Yes, that’s right.” You say, your cock tapping at his entrance, making Miguel visibly gulp.

You lean down, your lips almost touching, making sure his eyes are locked on you before slowly guiding your cock inside him.

“I missed your dick.” Miguel whines.

“Only been a few minutes, baby.” You chuckle.

“Felt like forever—nngh!” Miguel is cut off by you thrusting hard into him.

“Hush. I only want sounds from you.” You state, running a finger over his mouth to shush him.

“You shouldn’t try to form coherent sentences when you know you won’t be able to when I’m done with you.”

Miguel’s cries make you want to ruin him even more. His hole wrapped around your cock so good. You wanted to do terrible things to him. And he’d let you.

Miguel whined your name and pulled you close, making you groan at his sudden actions, and he kissed you. It might’ve seemed innocent to others, but you knew Miguel and you also felt his fangs glide across your bottom lip. Miguel lunges and you chuckle, slapping a hand over his forehead, keeping his head down.

It’s always times like this where Miguel loses control and tries to bite you. Never once has he succeeded. You were no fool. You knew what his venom did.

“I just want a taste.” Miguel says with an innocent smile, his tongue gliding over his fangs.

You fuck Miguel harder, so he loses focus, and he does exactly that. His fangs still poke out, his mouth is wide open as he continuously moans, his eyes screwed shut.

“Just take it like a good slut, hm?” You degrade, taking your hand off his forehead, continuing with your fast pace, both of your hands gripping his waist.

You trusted Miguel not to try and bite you again. If he did, he’d really be in for it.

“It’s not that hard is it? Just let go for me, El.” You whisper in his ear.

You pulled out his favorite nickname. He loves when you call him El. Miguel’s cock throbs at being untouched the entire time.

Miguel grabs a fistful of your hair to keep you close to him. His fangs graze over your neck, but he doesn’t bite. Miguel only sucks and nips at your skin.

You feel Miguel’s cock rub against your stomach and you smile as he tries to get off faster.

“Look at your pathetic dick, twitching desperately.” You say, and Miguel cries out when he feels your hand wrap around it.

“Gonna cummmm—can I cum for y-you, please?”

You kiss his neck with a grin, “Go ahead, cum for me, El.”

“(Y/n)—mmghh!” Miguel whined, his dick coating your hand in his cum.

Miguel’s fangs ached to bite you. Not to claim you or mark you. Miguel just genuinely wanted to bite you to find out how your blood tasted.

Miguel watched as you came right after him. Your focus breaking as you filled him with your cum. Miguel felt so warm, so full. Now, he wanted to bite you even more.

Just as you were about to open your eyes, Miguel bit into your neck. You groaned as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close.

“You asshole.” Was the only thing you could say before you felt all of your muscles relaxing.

Miguel smiled innocently against your neck as he licked the bite clean, “‘m sorry. Got hungry.”

You two were going another round after the paralyzation wore off. And you were going to be rougher and fuck him even harder, whether Miguel O’hara liked it or not.

a/n: i feel like i’m writing too much of miguel… it’s not a crime so anyway 😝. i wish miguel was real so i could mess him up myself 😞, ig i can only dream… and honestly i have no motivation to write for any other character but miguel :(

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submenarehotties · 11 months

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“ 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 me 𝙝𝙤𝙬 good 𝙞𝙩 feels! „

submissive! miguel o’hara x dominant! male! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the atsv movie)

cw's + tw's: nsfw, explicit language, anal, tall! reader, freaky! miguel, degradation kink, reader has a dick.

request: “may i request a story about miguel being turned on by a male reader taller than him and how weak and horny it makes him in and out of the sheets? i’m tall af irl and never see any fics for tall dudes so i’d appreciate it and love your work!”

requested by: @monkeytights

note: this is a thirst. lowercase intended. i’m not taking fic requests rn but i can do thirsts and drabbles, so i hope thats what you wanted! i decided to do a thirst because they are longer.

word count: 0.2K+

as you towered over miguel o’hara, his breathing began to get harder.

“what? can you not handle the power i have over you?” your voice is calm yet so rough - so dominating.

no words could escape miguel as you began to run your fingers over his suit-covered body. your fingers left goosebumps in their wake. you were so tall, taller than miguel, it made the experience to him so worth the wait. just a simple glance at you made miguel embarrassingly hard through his suit.

how did you get him to bend over for you so fast? answer… miguel was a horny bastard. you made miguel feel so weak inside, so obedient to do whatever you pleased with him.

“oh—fuck!” miguel whined, grabbing his desk, his knuckles turning white from how good he felt.

you offered to take miguel somewhere more private, to which he declined. he couldn’t wait. miguel and you could get caught but he didn’t care, he felt good.

“such a whore for my cock. couldn’t even wait another second.” you degrade, tangling your fingers in his hair and pulling him back, making his back arch at the uncomfortableness of it.

“tell me how good i’m making you feel, miguel.” you demand, fucking him nice and slow - not how he wanted it.

you saying his name made his eyes roll back, a mix of sobs, moans, and cries uncontrollably spilling from his mouth. miguel could almost die from the pleasure.

“so, so g-good, (y/n)!” miguel slurred, drunk on the pleasure, making you fuck into him harder.

a/n: this was fun to write. i hope i wrote it the way you wanted it, @monkeytights!

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submenarehotties · 11 months

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“ gagging 𝙖𝙣𝙙 crying! „

submissive! miguel o’hara x dominant! male! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the atsv movie)

cw's + tw's: nsfw, explicit language, blowjob (reader receives), slight brat! miguel, brat tamer! reader, degradation kink, reader has a dick.

summary: what miguel’s like when he’s sucking your dick.

note: this is a drabble. lowercase intended.

word count: 0.1K+

biting my lip so hard while thinking about miguel o’hara struggling to take your dick in his mouth, no matter the size. miguel’s practically drooling around your dick, tears prickled in his eyes, his eyes locked on your face. he feeds on your pleasure - quite literally.

miguel’s hands gripping your thighs, taking you deeper into his mouth, moaning around you.

“not so confident now, eh?” you taunt.

miguel was about to pull away from your dick to retort something from his smart-ass mouth, before he could, you forced his mouth to deep-throat you.

his eyes widened as he gagged, his grip on your thighs tightening, tears threatening to fall. miguel could be your toy with you continuing to fuck his mouth to chase your own pleasure.

“i don’t want to hear any more from that filthy mouth of yours when you could be gagging and crying on my cock.” you end, and miguel nods desperately around your dick, tracing his tongue all over.

a/n: getting more into writing male and gn readers lately and its really fun to write tbh.

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submenarehotties · 11 months

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“ taming 𝙩𝙝𝙚 beast! „

submissive! miguel o’hara x dominant! gender neutral! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the atsv movie)

cw's +tw's: nsfw, explicit language, brat! miguel, brat tamer! reader, handjob (miguel receives), edging (miguel receives), teasing (miguel receives), miguel begging 😈, praise kink.

summary: you take your time taming miguel. giving him a nice, slow, handjob, sounds perfect.

note: this is a thirst. lowercase intended.

word count: 0.2K+

thinking about the tight hole of your hand around miguel o’hara’s dick made him whine. miguel was a brat for sure. always disobeying you to get a punishment.

“you’ve yet to be a good boy for me.” you taunt.

miguel’s hips twitched, trying to thrust up into your hand, to which you forced his hips back down.

“dammit—just let me cum!” miguel whined.

“ask nicely.” you demand, giving his bare thigh a harsh spank.

“i wasn’t asking - mmgh fuck!” miguel’s snarky comment is cut off by you squeezing your hand tighter around his dick.

“i can do this all day, what about you? should i leave you here all alone? you know you can’t get off without me. my hand just so, so, much better than yours, hm?” you tease, your mouth nipping against miguel’s ear, making him shiver.

“n-no! don’t leave me! i’ll be good, i promise…” miguel pleaded, his head leaning back into your chest.

“there you go, baby. there’s my good boy.” you praise, miguel’s dick twitching in your hand at the praise.

the wet sounds of your hand fucking his dick made his face flush. deep down miguel wanted you to keep teasing him. it felt so good.

“wanna cum for you. oh please, can i cum?” miguel rasped, his hands aching to touch you all over.

there. finally, you had tamed him. of course he’d still lash out, not that you couldn’t just put him right back onto his knees for you.

miguel’s eyes flashed red, his eyes locked on your neck, his fangs poking out. he wanted to bite you. why would you give him the easy way out?

you’d just have to muzzle him.

a/n: miguel is just so hot 😮‍💨. here’s another one since you all like the other one. and in gender neutral so its more accessible to others! :)

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submenarehotties · 11 months

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“ fuck 𝙝𝙞𝙢 until 𝙮𝙤𝙪 can't

𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚! „

submissive! miguel o’hara x dominant! male! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the atsv movie)

cw’s + tw’s: nsfw, explicit language, anal, reader has a dick, overstimulation, miguel rides reader.

summary: you fuck miguel into oblivion.

note: this is a drabble. lowercase intended.

word count: 0.1K+

thinking about miguel o’hara riding your dick like there’s no tomorrow. so desperate to have your cum inside him. letting out raspy whines, as he grips your chest. and when miguel cums, you grab his hips and continue to thrust up into him, cause you’re not done with him just yet.

“f-fuck, no more! please, nghhh—” miguel moans as the slick of you fucking him echoed throughout the room.

“i want one more from you.” you say, focused on fucking his hole so good.

“no! i ca-can’t handle it!” he cried, his choked sobs hitting your ears, making your dick harder inside him.

“why aren’t you stopping me then, hm?” you whisper in his ear.

a/n: there definitely aren’t enough authors that write male readers, so dw i got you fellas 😉. will be posting a LOT more of miguel, because i’m obsessed with him.

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submenarehotties · 1 year

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“ 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝! „

submissive! toji fushiguro x dominant! female! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the jjk manga or anime)

cw’s + tw’s: nsfw, explicit language, minor spoilers of jjk manga, ons implied with gojo, you call toji puppy, bratty! toji, brat tamer! reader, nipple teasing/nipple clamps (m), pain kink, oral (f), face-sitting, p in v sex, slight overstimulation.

timeskip: “★ ★ ★”

summary: You have a new mission. As a sorcerer, you use anything in your power to defeat curses. But this is different, he’s human. Your mission is to defeat Toji Fushiguro. Mentally, physically—sexually. Your defense was that they didn’t say you had to kill him…

note: megumi knows that toji is his dad. not proof-read.

word count: 3.4K+

"I’m sure she’ll be fine,” Gojo replied, eyeing you as you trained against Maki.

“Sending her out with my father through?” Megumi muttered.

“What of it, Megumi-chan? She’ll be fine. Can you not just trust me this once?” Gojo replied with a smirk.

“How can you be so sure?” He asked Gojo. Megumi sure as hell didn’t trust Gojo even if he was his sensei.

Gojo only shyly smiled.

Of course, you were one to put cocky ‘dominant’ men in their place. So, of course, you put Gojo in his place. He wants to see Toji go through the same thing. Gojo knows you’ll do it. Cocky men piss you off.

Gojo should know. After all... He was one of them.

“Dammit! Get the hell off of me (y/n)!”

When Gojo and Megumi turned their heads to look at what had happened, they were shocked.

You were using Maki’s back as a pedal stool, your eyes locked on Megumi and Gojo. A cold shiver ran down both of their spines, because they knew, that you knew exactly what they were talking about.

You stood up and helped Maki stand. She glared at you.

“Sorry, you were so easy to beat - and I was bored.” You said casually, undoing your hand bandages, walking over to where your bags were.

“I want a rematch after your mission is complete!” Maki yelled at her.

“Yeah, sure.” You replied, turning around to give her a smile.

“I’ll win!” Maki snapped.

“Okay.” You sarcastically replied to her, turning back around.

“I’ll be back, Megumi,” Gojo said, ignoring Megumi’s protests, walking over to you.

Megumi couldn’t hear what was discussed, but it left Gojo flushed red and your face still neutrally flat. It was the fact that if you had said something sexual, you could say it with no emotion whatsoever. No smile - nothing.

That was what made you so dangerous. You could toy with someone and they wouldn’t know unless, you, yourself, let them know.

Anyone would say that you were scarier than Gojo. You were both equally intimidating. Gojo was more carefree than you were though.

‘That’s what makes him weak.’ was what you had said to Megumi.

You were cold-hearted. But - something sexual makes you a bit softer.

Still - you could make anyone your personal bitch.

★ ★ ★

“This the place?” You ask, getting out of the car.

“Yeah, its to be thought that Fushiguro has a target that he’s after at this exact moment.” Gojo replied.

“Good, makes things more fun.” You smile.

Gojo sighed, “He’s a sorcerer killer, (y/n), just be careful.”

”You know from experience, ‘jo?” You question with a smirk.

Gojo took off his blindfold to give you a glare, “I told you, I just want you to be careful.”

“I don’t even have to try, Gojo, he’ll fall for it so easily. A dominant man, you say? Very soon, he won’t be.”

“Try not to worry.” You finished.

Gojo looked at you for a second more, before placing his blindfold back on. You both said your goodbyes.

It was good Gojo came in a different car, after all you were taking home a guest after.

You smiled as you entered the building to hear sounds that you knew very well. Someone was enjoying themself to sex. It wasn’t supposed to be the woman moaning though.

You knew Toji well. Getting a woman pregnant then running away…? A true wuss. Poor Megumi.

You heard a blood curdling scream from the woman and you smiled. Dead. You knew you wouldn’t have been able to save her anyway. A shame.

You wondered how the men were killed.

You casually walked over to the room to see Toji cleaning the blood off of himself.

“You shouldn’t get the privilege to fuck a woman if you finish her off like that.” You said and Toji’s head snapped to yours.

“Did that dick Gojo send you after me, since he couldn’t do the job himself?” Toji says with a glare.

“What, you know me?” You fake surprise.

“You’re damn right I know you, (y/n), (l/n).” He says.

“Well, I’m honored to make you my bitch, Toji Fushiguro.” You reply with a hand to your chest.

“What?” Toji’s jaw practically drops.

You walked closer to him, “I’m sure you heard me.”

Toji chuckled, pointing his sword at you questioningly, “You wanna be fucked as well then?”

That made you laugh.

“Oh, no! Of course not, Toji, I’m going to fuck you.” You state.

“Now, I think I’d rather kill you.” Toji states, in an instant pinning you to the wall, his sword held at your throat - just as you had planned.

“Why are you hard then?” You question, lifting your leg between his legs to lightly hit his erection with it.

Toji’s guard drops for a second, giving you time to get rid of his weapon. It disappeared into thin air. You easily slipped through his grasp.

“Now, I’m wondering, where’s your cursed worm?” You change the subject.

“Do you think I fuck women with it on me? They would recognize me—why am I fucking telling you this?” Toji questions.

“It’s what makes me dangerous, I can make you answer any of my questions and my demands.”

“Why?” Toji demands.

“‘cause you want me, but I’m not yours. But, you can be mine.” You whisper in his ear, suddenly appearing behind Toji.

“A sorcerer and a sorcerer killer. Heh, that's actually funny.”

“So if you told me to fuck you, I’d do it?” Toji questioned.

“You’re easily aroused. So, yes.” You reply.

“What if I want to do what I want? Fuck you? Would you let me?” Toji whispered to you, his arms wandering all over your body.

“Of course not - puppy. You’d do what I demand. I don’t have to use any power.” You reply, running a finger lightly down Toji’s chest.

A pleased shudder ran through Toji’s entire body. It made him want more.

“Fuck it. Just do it.” Toji grumbled unhappily.

“Hm? What is it, puppy? Be more specific.” You hummed.

“Make me… Your personal bitch.” Toji whispered, as your hands continued to wander his tight chest.

“Ah, I see. Now, that wasn’t so hard, now was it? Say what you wish, and maybe I’ll comply. Sometimes it’ll work. Other times… Well, you’ll see.” You say.

You couldn’t lie, Toji was hot. His clothing attire was probably chosen for a reason. A tight black shirt, that now displayed his hard nipples that poked through the shirt. His baggy pants now showed something hard poking through his crotch.

“Now, here’s what you’re going to do for me. Then, you’ll get a reward. You must be good for me though. Which I know is hard for you.” You finish.

“Do I have to clean up?” Toji groaned.

You smile, “You pick things up well. Good. Yes, I want you to clean up the body.”

“I want you to meet me outside once you’re done.”

Toji let out a mix of a whine and a groan. But, nonetheless, he listened.

★ ★ ★

Toji walked outside, just as brooding as he was inside.

“What? Did fucking the corpse not help your hard dick?” You teased.

“I do not fuck corpses.” Toji stated with a glare.

You chuckled, “It was a joke. I certainly am not into necrophilia and if you were I would not let you live any longer. Now, get in the car.”

“Where are we going? I don’t exactly trust you yet.” Toji replied.

“Do you think I’ll bring you to Gojo? Please.” You laughed.

“I need to get laid, so I’m using you in exchange for you to stop killing people, you get to belong to me. It’s a great privilege, not just anyone gets it.” You continued.

“You have options, I know what I’d choose, Toji.” You finish.

Toji visibly gulped.

“I know you like to kill sorcerers as the sorcerer killer. But, to put it simply—you can’t. I’m stretching my job as a sorcerer enough already. So you’ll listen to me, or face the consequences.”

Toji already had some form of trust in you, he just had to have faith in you. You sighed and closed your eyes, waiting. You heard the car door open, and you smiled. You won.

You looked over to see Toji crossing his arms like a child. You rolled your eyes mentally.

You started the car, and began on your way to your house. You didn’t really give a fuck if anyone at all knew where you lived. They wouldn’t survive a fucking minute in your house.

You knew Toji would try to touch you. It was a given. He was desperate, Toji was fighting an erection for about 30 minutes.

You just didn’t expect this. You always had one hand on the wheel, and your other resting on the gear shift. Toji had grabbed your hand that was on the gear shift and placed it on his hard cock.

“Please.” Toji rasped, squeezing his hand around yours, placing a delicious pressure on his dick.

“Aw, how cute. Can’t wait any longer? Just from how cute you are, I may just fuck you in the back of my car.”

Toji groaned in response, trapping your hand on his cock.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, puppy?” You ask, your eyes trained on the road.

Toji managed to whine out a small ‘yes.’ which made you squeeze harder.

“Too bad, you have to wait.” You say, ripping your hand from him completely and placing your hand back on the gear shift.

Toji let out the most guttural moan you had heard from anyone. He whined in protest. He pouted like a child.

He was going to be a fun one to break.

“So impatient, we’re almost there.” You state, switching to a higher gear.

“So step on the fucking gas, woman.” Toji moaned out.

“Just for that, I think I’ll slow down.” You tease, tapping your fingers on the gear shift.

Toji groaned your name out in protest.

It was funny. A man you had just met about an hour ago was about to fucked by you. And so easily. All according to your plan. Gojo worried for nothing.

Gojo needed more trust in you, like Toji did. You had known Gojo for years, and he still worried about how you handled things.

After a few minutes of more whining from Toji, you both had arrived at your house.

Toji slammed your car door behind himself and you only chuckled. A man without manners? You should’ve known. You’d have to brand rules onto his body.

You casually walked to your door and unlocked it.

“Please, hurry.” Toji muttered, wrapping his arms around your waist, pressing his erection against your ass.

“Trust me, Toji, I hear you.” You say, caressing his face from behind you.

You opened the door and Toji couldn’t wait anymore. He pushed you up against the wall, nuzzling his face into the back of your neck. You pressed your forehead against the wall in silent anger. If you didn’t calm yourself, you could just kill him right now.

“m’ sorry,” Toji whispered into your hair, placing open-mouthed kisses on your neck.

“Hands off.” You command.

Toji could no longer control his own body. His arms were forced by his sides. Toji whined as he involuntarily stepped away from you.

“Did I not tell you that you wouldn’t get your way?” You state, walking up to Toji, you slap him.

“I just wanna touch you.” Toji rasped, biting his lower lip, his fists tightly closed.

His desire for you is only growing. Your power isn’t doing anything to his desire. He just wants you genuinely. You’re only holding him back physically.

“Please.” Toji whines.

“Let’s go.” You state, walking up the stairs and Toji followed behind you willingly.

You lead Toji into a guest bedroom. He surely did not get the pleasure of going into your room—yet.

You force Toji to take a shower first. There was no way you were fucking him with another woman’s juices on him.

You gave him clothes to put on even though you were going to take them off in a minute or two.

“Get on the bed.” You command.

Toji gets on the bed, and watches as you leave the room for a minute. You come back with clamps…? Nipple clamps.

“Take your shirt off, now.”

Toji gulped. He wouldn’t admit it to you at this specific moment, but he was nervous. He had never done things like this. BDSM? Never. Played with his nipples? Never.

Honestly, you didn’t give a shit if it was his first time or not, he deserved this punishment. Especially if Toji was getting the privilege of being inside your pussy.

Toji took off his shirt.

You squeezed the clamps and they opened and closed when you released pressure on them, they connected with a chain, so you could tug on the chain and it would tug the clamps on his nipples.

“It will hurt at first, and they will ache after.” You warn.

Toji took a deep breath, then nodded.

“I will help soothe the pain for you.” You say, placing the clamps both on at once.

Toji hissed and gripped your arms, his nails digging into your arm. Tiny crescents were left on your skin. You felt no pain.

“If you don’t let go of my arms, I won’t be able to help you, puppy, let go for me. Place them by your sides and don’t move them until I say.” You softly say.

Toji weakly nods, letting go of your arms, placing them by his sides. You eyed your work. Toji’s hair was ruffled, his cheeks lightly dusted pink, his fingers gripping the sheets.

It was time to mess him up more.

You dragged your fingernails down Toji’s stomach, raising goosebumps in their wake. Your fingers grasped his pants and you slid them off.

Through Toji’s boxers you could see pre-cum creating a wet spot on his boxers. Even though he was currently in pain - he was just as hard as before. You pulled his boxers off. Toji hissed as the cold air hit his cock.

You pressed his dick against your cheek, it twitched and glistened in your grip. Your eyes locked onto Toji’s. Toji couldn’t stand your stare. It was too intense. His face was redder now.

Toji’s dick oozed more pre-cum, you chuckled, tapping a finger to the slit of his dick, “You’re thinking about being inside me, hm?”

“Yes—oh yes.” Toji moaned.

“Should I give you what you want, puppy?” You say, running a lone finger down his cock.

“Please, mmh~”

You places kisses down his dick, watching as his hands fist the sheets tightly.

“‘wanna feel you. All of you.” Toji whines.

“I give you permission to touch me. Undress me.” You say.

Toji sits up and and surprises you by very gently undoing your shirt. This man was built like a beast, yet so gentle. Once he gets your shirt off completely, he takes his time to admire you, ignoring his own needs. Toji runs his fingers down your stomach. Toji then undoes your bra with a nervous gulp.

Toji eyes your tits with a curiosity. He reaches for them and cups them in his large hands. You watch him as his pupils dilate. He runs his fingers down your nipples and watch as they harden.

Toji glances up at you before latching his mouth onto your nipple, flicking his tongue across it. You hum, tangling your fingers in Toji’s hair. He watches your reaction as he grazes his teeth across your nipple, you gasp. Toji switches to the other nipple, giving it just as much as attention.

Toji seemed to be in such a daze, that you had to pull him away forcefully.

“I know you want to be buried in my cunt, but you have to finish undressing me first.” You tease.

Toji murmurs apologies and undoes your pants, pulling them off. Toji places kisses down your stomach, giving you butterflies. He places a kiss at your clothed entrance. He pulls your panties down with his mouth.

“Can I?” Toji pleads, and you nod.

“Sit on my face, please.” Toji raspily says.

You pull your panties off completely and sit on Toji’s face so you can see his face. Toji practically dives in like you’re his last meal. Toji had never done something like this, of course he had given oral, but someone sitting on his face would be a no from him. Your thighs were squeezing him in closer and he loved that feeling. He was being suffocated by your sweet scent.

Toji sucked on your clit and watched as you rode his face to an orgasm. It made him want to cum from seeing you cum. Toji thrusted his tongue inside you and you squeezed around his tongue tightly, making him groan. You tangle your fingers into his hair as you finally bring yourself to an orgasm.

Your moans were angelic. Music to his damn ears. He thought it was a shame it ended. Toji wanted to hear more.

You got up from his face and rubbed your clit hovering over his twitching dick, “Your permission to touch me is now gone again.”

“Oh, please, please—aghh!” Toji groaned both with pain and pleasure as you pulled on the chain that was connected to his nipple clamps.

You slowly lowered yourself onto Toji’s cock. Toji whined as you slapped his hands away from your thighs.

“Please let me touch you—mmph!” You kiss his voice away.

You suck on Toji’s tongue, making him twitch inside you. Toji’s gasping for air when you release from the kiss. Toji’s eyes are dazed again, as his hands find their way back to your thighs.

You slap Toji across the face and watch as his cheek turns red. His arms flinch and he places him by his sides again.

“Mmgh, I-I’m sorry! Fuck!” Toji whines, trying thrust up into your warm cunt.

“Such a whiny puppy. Don’t try and take control when I specifically told you not to touch me.” You state, riding him faster.

Toji was getting so fucking high off this feeling. Never in his life had he felt like this. He was louder than you were.

“Oh—sorry, ‘m sorry, sorry! Please, (y/n)~” Toji’s back arches off the bed, his fists clenched so unbearably tight.

“Let me fucking touch you!” Toji cries, as you pull on the chain connected to his nipples.

“Fine.” You say, finally complying with Toji.

Toji’s fingertips felt like fire on your skin. He rubbed his hands up and down your thighs. Pulled on your nipples. Placed gentle shaky kisses on your body. Rubbed your clit ferociously.

You place hickeys down Toji’s body. Especially around his neck. Toji graciously accepted each one with a moan.

The slick of your fucking, made Toji’s eyes roll back. Toji came with that. You pulling on the clamps, you fucking him so good. You weren’t far behind. But, it’d be fun to see him suffer from sensitivity.

Toji squirmed as you continued riding him.

“Please!” Toji whined, gripping your thighs.

Toji did nothing to stop you, though you knew he probably could. This was your weakness - sex.

Toji whined and rasped how he wanted you to stop, but his hands kept guiding you up and down his cock. You came with a cry, Toji smiled peacefully, placing kisses all over your body as you squeezed his cock.

“Best orgasm ever.” You whispered blissfully.

Toji chuckled tiredly. You removed the nipple clamps and Toji groaned. You slowly got up off his dick. You went to warm up a washcloth to clean you both off and you needed to go to the bathroom. When you came back, Toji was fast asleep.

You smiled as you thought about what evil plans you should do to him next. You finished cleaning both yourself and him off, placing the washcloth off to the side table.

As if Toji had sensed you, Toji wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you onto the bed. He snuggled himself in your neck.

You knew he wasn’t asleep.

“You’re going to pay for that. Making me do all the work, when you know damn well you could’ve cleaned yourself off.” You mutter unhappily.

Toji smiled against your neck.

“Whatever you want, you own me now,” Toji whispered.

You sure were glad that you couldn’t get pregnant. That motherfucker would run to a different country if you were.

And you sure as hell wouldn’t let your pet run away without a punishment.

a/n: got a little carried away with this one at a wc of 3.4K. biggest fic yet. ya’ll liked the other toji one, so i made another one. yw. anyway, tired going to sleep.

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“ 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩! „

submissive! katsuki bakugou x dominant! female! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the mha/bnha manga or anime)

cw’s + tw’s: nsfw, explicit language, nipple play (bakugou receives), overstimulation (bakugou receives), mean! reader, slight angst, bakugou wears lingerie, slight blowjob (bakugou receives).

timeskip: “❀ ❀ ❀”

summary: Who says Bakugou can’t have an early birthday present? But - does he even deserve it? After all, he just pissed you off. But, you're pretty generous.

note: bakugou is 18+. you & bakugou are pro-heroes. not proof-read.

word count: 1.4K+

Katsuki Bakugou had been an asshole lately and his birthday was coming up. It was certainly pissing you off. Did he even deserve a present from you?

“Hey dumbass Deku! Where’s my girl?” Bakugou accuses, stomping into Midoriya’s room.

“Hey, Kacchan! And (y/n)? I don’t know where she is.” Midoriya replies with a hand resting on the back of his neck awkwardly.

Bakugou grabs Midoriya by the collar of his shirt, “Don’t call her that, only I get to call her that, shitty Deku.”

“O-Okay… Sorry!” Midoriya apologizes.

“Hey, Izuku, I was wondering if you ha—” You walk into Midoriya’s room, pausing at the scene before you.

Bakugou immediately drops Midoriya at your sudden voice.

Ignoring Midoriya who was on the ground, Bakugou stomped his way over to you, his gaze worried, “Where the hell did you go?”

“Are you hurt?” Bakugou rasped as he scanned you.

“Why would I be hurt…?” You question.

“You weren’t in your room last night.” Bakugou explained, his hands resting at the small of your back, holding you close.

“I was only training Izuku. His skills need to be more refined while fighting, so I offered to help.” You reply confusedly.

Bakugou turned to Midoriya furiously.

"You lied to me? You fucking asshole! You knew exactly where she was—"

A loud slap echoed throughout the room. Everything and everyone in the room froze but you. You roughly grabbed Bakugou's chin and made him look you in the eye.

You were furious. You thought Bakugou had learned and agreed to stop fighting with Midoriya at every chance he could get.

You leaned over his ear and whispered, "I swear Katsuki, if you pull a stunt like that again, I'll leave you hot and bothered, no one to touch you - at all. I don't give a fuck if it's close to your birthday. So do me a favor and shut your goddamn mouth."

When you looked at Bakugou again he had a flushed face.

"Yes, m-ma'am," Bakugou murmured.

“W-What is happening right now?”

Bakugou’s head whips over to Midoriya and he almost bursts out with something stupid that would’ve got him in trouble.

But, Bakugou simply says, “Be quiet, you damn nerd.”

Bakugou’s quiet, but more respectful than you’ve ever seen him.

Midoriya had a blush of his own. Now that made you smirk.

“You’re free to join—if you’d like.” You tease.

You could’ve sweared you saw a flash of green from Midoriya’s fists that were held tightly. Hm…

“Please s-stop. Enough teasing.” Bakugou grumbles under his breath, before storming out of Midoriya’s room.

You chuckled to yourself before calmly walking out of Midoriya’s room, you give Midoriya a wink. Man, it’s so easy to make him blush.

“Damn it—” Bakugou grabs you by your waist and slams Midoriya’s door, pressing you against his shut door. “I can’t leave you alone for a fucking second. Was this your plan? To make me jea—never mind…”

You hummed with a very sweet smile on your face, “I’m getting bored - you’re boring me. Put on a show or I’m moving on.”

Bakugou flinched as if he had been slapped again. You hadn’t even slapped him.

You lied. Bakugou could never bore you. Thrashing against you as you made him give into extreme pleasure. He denyed the pleasure until you proved him wrong.

You wanted to toy with him. Make him hurt, just like he hurts the feelings of others. For no damn reason at all.

“Whatever.” Bakugou murmured, his shoulders slumping, a low sigh escaping him.

Bakugou simply walked away.

You couldn’t contain your smile any longer. It was lucky that he had just left.

One thing you also noticed before you saw Bakugou leave was… He was shaking.

Bakugou couldn’t stand that he couldn’t read your feelings. You didn’t let anyone see.

Bakugou wanted to be the first one.

Bakugou watched you from a distance as you talked with pro-hero, Hawks - as if you hadn’t just hurt his feelings a few minutes ago.

Bakugou thought he was doing a good job for you. But… He was boring you?

He needed to fix that.

❀ ❀ ❀

You and Bakugou shared a house. You had easy access to him. You liked it that way. You took your ‘frustrations’ out on him.

Bakugou heard the door shut and flinched even though he knew the exact time and second you came home.

Usually you’d greet Bakugou. Of course, he always gets home before you.

You rolled your shoulders and let out a tired sigh. You needed a drink. You poured yourself a glass of wine and scrolled through social media.

You heard the bedroom door open then close.

“Hey.” Bakugou whispered in greeting.

Without looking up, you continued to scroll through your phone, glass of wine in your other hand, “Hi.”

You heard Bakugou come closer, but you didn’t dare to pay attention to him. You were ‘mad’.

“‘m sorry.”

“For what, Kats?” You question.

“That you’re bored of me…”

You sighed, finally looking up at Bakugou, shocked at the sight before you. Bakugou in your lingerie.

Just from your stare, Bakugou’s head popped through the panties. He swallowed nervously.

“Come here.” You commanded.

Bakugou listened and moved in front of you.

“You think dressing up as a whore is gonna get me going?” You ask, running a hand down Bakugou’s chest.

“Yes…?” Bakugou sounded unsure as he shuddered from your sudden touch.

Hell yeah it was.

You stand up and grab your wine, walking to the couch, before sitting yourself down comfortably.

“Come sit. Now.”

Bakugou was there in an instant. His hands were shaking, his body covered in goosebumps. You knew he wasn’t cold. He was like a bitch in heat.

“Do you deserve it?” You ask, circling a finger around the head of his cock.

“Deserve what—hmghh…” Bakugou moaned, his hips instinctively thrusting up for friction.

“Fuck, this is so e-embarrassing.” Bakugou murmured his eyes on you, sweat already clouding his sexy face.

“Why not make it more?” You tip your wine glass down his chest, the wine painting his chest red like art.

Bakugou’s eyes were glued to you as you lowered yourself on your knees. You watched Bakugou in return. You spread his legs wide.

“Don’t close your legs. Got it, Kats?” You state.

Bakugou let out a weak whine and gave you a slow nod. He was already in a pleasured state. Just your attention was enough.

You leaned up and placed kisses all down his chest, licking and sucking at any remainder of wine. Bakugou whimpered, his hands all in your hair, his legs shaking trying to keep them open for you.

You flicked his nipples with your tongue. Bakugou was shuddering uncontrollably under you.

“Been a while, hm? Since I last played with you.” You taunted, putting pressure on his dick with your hand.

The friction of the pattern on the panties and the pressure, just felt so damn good to him.

“I-I can’t—!” Bakugou’s head was spinning.

“Going to cum so soon? You’re more desperate than I thought. Hm… Go ahead. Cum for me, Katsuki.” You say, continuing to tease his cock and torture his chest with your mouth.

Splurts of his cum coated your hand and you pulled down the panties and you used his cum as lube to continue to jerk him off. The pleasure quickly ended and turned to a tickling, painful feeling.

“N-No!” Bakugou cried out, trying to close his legs, his hands shakily trying to remove your hands from him.

“I’d like to see you try, you whiny bitch.” You taunt, quickening your strokes on him.

Bakugou was always bad at overstimulation. Just after one time cumming is hard for him. That’s exactly why you chose to do this to him.

“Fuck, I can’t anymore—mghh—nooo!”

“If you can’t anymore, why is your cock still leaking then, hm?”

“I-I—”

Your mouth connected to his cock and he couldn’t hold any sounds from coming out of his mouth even if he tried. Your mouth was so warm. He started to feel pleasure again.

“Feels good. Oh~!” Bakugou started to thrust his hips again.

You teased his cock with your tongue, running your nails down his chest.

He came a second time and was extremely tired and sluggish. You cleaned yourself and him off, changed him, and helped him walk to your shared bedroom.

“‘m forgiven?” Bakugou slurred as you both got into bed.

You smiled.

“Of course you are, Kats. Pretty sure you wear my lingerie better than me.” You tease, as Bakugou buries his head in your neck.

Bakugou only blushes and buries himself further into your neck embarrassedly.

a/n: this was supposed to be posted april 18, but i was lazy and i didn’t have any time to actually write it, but it’s probably already bakugou’s bday anyway. so hbd, you rude bitch!

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“ 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚! „

submissive! true form! ryomen sukuna x dominant! female! vampire! witch! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the jjk manga or anime)

cw’s + tw’s: nsfw, explicit language, true form! sukuna, mean! reader, blood kink, pain kink, sukuna gets drugged kinda??, slight dry-humping, thigh-riding, hundreds of orgasms, nipple twisting, sukuna has two dicks, sukuna calls you mistress.

timeskip: "𑁍 𑁍 𑁍"

summary: You appear as an evil seductress in front of Sukuna. Tempting him in so many ways. Making everyone in his kingdom jealous that he’s fucking you and not them. Well, wrong. You were the one fucking him. What can you say? You get anything you want.

note: you're sort of like a vampire and a witch. full lengthed italics mean it's you and sukuna in the future. not pre-read, being super lazy atm, please mind any mistakes.

word count: 1.9K+

Sure, Sukuna was cocky. But this cocky?

You were gonna have some fun.

Whispers sounded throughout The King of Curses’ Kingdom.

“Who does she think she is?”

“I wish I were her.”

“You wish you were her? You foolish woman! Lord Sukuna is going to kill that girl.”

You only laughed at their snarky comments. They didn’t even care that you were listening. You would be dead soon anyway… Right?

Sukuna had been having a terrible fuck when a knock sounded at his bedroom door. This woman was terrible.

“Come in.” Sukuna said, his eyes locked on the door.

“A woman is here to see you, Lord Sukuna.” The nervous servant announced, avoiding looking up at the scene laying before him.

“Mmh? A woman, you say? To fuck?” Sukuna demanded with a curious glint in his eyes.

The woman on his lap lazily sucked at Sukuna’s neck.

“No, Lord Sukuna. She’s here to talk with you - about the war that’s been going on.”

Sukuna shoved the girl off his lap, she shrieked as she fell. Sukuna grabbed his robe and tied it closed.

“You wench, did I tell you to put your dreadful mark on me?” Sukuna roared angrily.

“No, Sukuna.” The girl quietly mumbled.

Sukuna clenched his fists in anger.

“You should use your honorifics girl. It’ll do you well. You’ll only be seen as stupid for thinking someone such as Ryomen Sukuna would ever fall for you.” You announce, staring down at the naked woman.

Sukuna turns to you, “And who are you to call me by my name?”

But when he looks over, you aren’t there.

Sukuna flinches when you run your sharp nails down his clothed back. How did you get over here so fast?

Sukuna thinks you may be a curse like him. But you’re much more than that.

Sukuna sharply turns to face you and sees you laying on his bed.

You’re like a goddess. Sukuna finds himself immediately wanting to fuck you.

Like any other woman.

“Get out.” Sukuna commands, and the servant helps the sobbing woman up and they both walk out, shutting the door behind them.

Sukuna chuckles, “So, you? The woman who came to see me? About war?”

You stand up and drag your fingernails along his cheekbone, “I didn’t come here just for that alone.”

You decide its best to tease the sex-hungry man.

“Anyway, I want an ally. For the war. I want assured safety for my kingdom.” You say, your sharp eyes surely staring into his soul.

“Your kingdom?” Sukuna is curious. You’re ruling a kingdom?

“Why not? Can a woman not rule a kingdom, King of Curses?” You ask.

“A goddess can.” Sukuna grins, wrapping his first pair of arms around your waist, his top pair of arms run down the parts of your neck and collarbone.

“Can a woman like you handle me?” Sukuna whispers in your ear.

“Of course I can, I need to make adjustments though.” You reply, running your fingernail down the love bite that was placed by the woman before.

You start to press harder on it and Sukuna grabs your arm.

“No need to be jealous.” Sukuna lazily smirks at you.

“I don’t get jealous. I hurt people. Like you. Make you scream from pleasure and pain. More pain. Like you deserve.” You say, drawing blood at the mark on his neck.

Sukuna lets out a grunt.

“Like a snake, my venom is like an aphrodisiac. You’ll get addicted to me in no time.” You murmur, your sharp canines grazing his open neck.

Sukuna grabs the back of your head as you lick his wound.

He could easily heal himself. But, it felt good to be hurt by you. Really, who were you?

You push Sukuna down onto the bed, slightly undoing his robe but not completely taking it off, making Sukuna groan in frustration.

You leave soft kisses down Sukuna’s body, your canines grazing his skin every now and then, causing him to shiver.

Sukuna takes matters into his own hands by trying to take off his robe, but his arms are suddenly tied down by a force he does not know of. Sukuna tries to move his arms, but he can’t.

"Relax. I'm not going to hurt you. Even if I do enjoy inflicting it." You say, running your finger down Sukuna's nipple in a teasing way.

"Let's make a deal, shall we?" You murmur.

“We become allies and protect each other’s backs, and I’ll let how you’re feeling, last—forever.”

Sukuna only pressed his hips against your crotch.

“I’m assuming that sounds good to you…?” You question raising an eyebrow at his actions.

"Fuck, woman, just touch me." Sukuna growls.

“It’s mistress to you, King of Curses.” You finish.

"It seems you do not know what kingdom you're inside of at the moment. I may not know what you are, but you're certainly not my mistress and you will never be, woman."

You scoff, "Your body tells me differently. Why are you reacting to my dominant acts, hm? Tell me."

"Let me show you what we'll become. Only a glimpse of your future." You say, offering your hand to him.

Sukuna doesn't know why, but he takes your hand.

Suddenly, Sukuna and you are in his kingdom still but, there is another set of you and Sukuna on his bed.

"Is this the future? My future?" Sukuna asks, his eyes on the other you on the bed.

"Ours. Yes, it is." You say, your eyes on Sukuna as he watches his future unfold before him.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Sukuna whines, his hips jerking against your crotch.

You giggle, pinching Sukuna's nipples, your sharp teeth showing as you smile at him.

"We're watching right now, aren't we? I remember." Sukuna states, his eyes searching the room for someone, something, that just wasn't there.

"Don't act like you don't love an audience, 'kuna." You whisper, your teeth grazing his sensitive neck.

"This is only a taste of what you'll become, King of Curses. Come take a look at yourself."

Sukuna feels attracted to your future voice more than ever. He rounds the bed to see how pathetic he really looks in the future.

Although, in the future, you can't see Sukuna or yourself, the future you knows that you guys are there.

You can't help but watch as a cute blush forms on Sukuna's face.

"Covered in my marks, and everlasting pleasure forever lying in your eyes." You say with a smirk.

Sukuna lets out a raspy moan, his first set of arms running through his messy hair, his bottom set of arms, grasping your firm waist, grinding you down on his hard cocks.

"You may think you're pathetic, letting yourself go in front of me. But, in the future, you're more powerful than ever." You say.

Sukuna starts to pant harder, his body aching for some sort of touch.

"What did you do to me?" Sukuna whispers, having just enough strength to walk over to you and shake your shoulders, demanding for an answer.

"Were you not listening? My venom is like an aphrodisiac, it makes you crave a crazy amount of orgasms."

"Bring me back to the present." He commands with a whisper, and you listen.

Sukuna falls back onto his bed, all four sets of his hands gripping at his robe as if he were locked up in his own body.

"I'm so hot. Fuck, why am I so hot right now?" Sukuna growls.

"I can help you if you'd like. Pleasuring yourself is much harder. You lose a lot more of your strength." You offer.

"I-I can't handle this, it's killing me." Sukuna murmurs.

"All you have to do is accept my deal, Sukuna. Think about it." You say, knowing it would be hard to reach him in his current state of mind.

"I c-can't think. My body is on fire, it hurts." Sukuna whispers.

"I need your consent." You say, eyeing his entire body with an insatiable hunger.

"Yes. Yes. Touch me. Wanna feel goooood." Sukuna says, his words slurring.

"Your mind is already turning to mush. That's what my venom does. It takes your mind off of everything except pain and pleasure." You say, climbing on top of his body.

"And you know what? I want your first orgasm to be of your own account." You state.

Sukuna pathetically writhes underneath you.

"Ride my leg until you cum." You command, rolling off of his body and guiding Sukuna on top of you.

As you untie his robe, Sukuna becomes impatient and already starts riding your thigh, letting out breathy whines. The slight friction made pre-cum leak out of his cocks.

You guide the robe off his body, his cocks hitting your bare thigh, making Sukuna let out a sensitive moan.

"I'll help you only a little." You say, letting a finger stroke up his top cock, making Sukuna thrust his hips toward you.

"Go on. You never were a shy person. Why start now, hm?" You whisper in his ear.

Your hand was only on Sukuna's top cock so both of his cocks would be stimulated. After all, this was only the start of so many orgasms you would give Sukuna. Your saliva in his body lasts for quite some time.

Sukuna was a hot moaner. His moans were deep, guttural, and so raw. You would never tire of them.

As you got further into the night, and more orgasms went by, Sukuna's whines and moans got so broken, you found them cute.

Sukuna reached his final orgasm and he shuddered horridly, biting his lip as uncontrollable moans escaped his mouth. Sukuna's body was covered in your love bites, his cocks so swollenly red, the palms of his hands had red indents from where he had dug his nails into them. Loud panting escaped Sukuna's mouth as he rested his head on your shoulder.

You could feel a faint happy smile on your shoulder, though you didn't question it.

𑁍 𑁍 𑁍

This led you to your current predicament.

How could you get killed by Sukuna? Sukuna was obsessed with you. Practically attached to your hip.

Sukuna wanted that pleasure. He wanted to taste it. He wanted to fuck it. He wanted you most of all.

You were just as vicious as Sukuna. No one dared to go against your word, anymore.

If they did... Oh well, it's not like you or Sukuna would let them live for much longer. Mostly Sukuna. Who would ever lay a hand on his precious gem?

No one.

Sukuna was in his throne room when it happened. He was finally caught off guard.

Sukuna wondered where you had run off to. Of course, you had your own kingdom, but you were always back before dawn to see him.

So, where were you?

This is the first time, you had made Sukuna anxious. Were you hurt? Were you... Dare he say... Dead...?

Sukuna closes his eyes and lays his head in his hands in worry. Suddenly, he feels your familiar hands around his shoulders.

Sukuna raises his head and roughly grabs your hand, making you land in his lap.

"Where were you?" He growls.

"Oh my. Was the grand King of Curses worried about me?" You question, biting your lip, seductively.

Sukuna takes a small breath, before whispering, " You know I was."

"I was only preparing a surprise for you." You say with a teasing smile.

"I hate surprises. You know that very well, mistress." Sukuna murmurs, his eyes only on you.

"I'm sure you'll love this surprise though, 'kuna." You say, standing up from his lap, undoing your robe, and opening it for him to see.

Sukuna's mouth had run dry. His cocks jumped in excitement. You looked so delicious. So sexy.

Oh, he loved his surprise. Even though Sukuna got to touch you all the time - getting to touch his mistress was definitely his favorite surprise.

a/n: hey… it’s been a while… writer’s block is a bitch. i feel like i got hit by a truck and i’m so tired, but i really wanted to get a fic out for you guys <3333. ily guysss. idk when another writing will be out, but please be patient!!

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