Controversial take here, but Sukuna definitely eats ass. Like, this man is a thousand year old curse that can summon mouths wherever he pleases. And, considering his disregard for humanity, why would he abide by societal limits on pleasure?
His priority is making you feel good, not following silly rules created by lesser beings.
The way you squirm as one of his mouths lap at your puckered rim is absolutely adorable, and your whines of how taboo the act is only makes him want to do it more.
The pleasure you feel once you relax enough to allow him entrance into your tight hole makes him smug. While drool slips out of your mouth, your mind blank due to how blissed out you are, he'll degrade you the entire time, teasing you for putting up such a fight when all he wanted to do is make you feel good.
When his dicks start to get too hard at hearing the wanton noises spilling for you, he sits you on a cock and summons a mouth on his hand to continue tongue fucking your ass.
And this man has stamina that's out of this world. He'll keep you there until he's satisfied, which can take hours. By that point, you're a mess, nothing but a toy for him to do what he wants with.
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I work in a museum so I am the last person you want to visit a museum with. Unless you want to hear an endless stream of "there is no way this text had input from the educational team for average visitor clarity" "the old woman next to me complained she couldn't read the didactic panel and she's right, size 20 font simply isn't sufficient for this distance and even I can't read it" and "how does the brand new wing still have coat hooks five and a half feet off the ground in the handicap bathroom stall"
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Castaway
This is a snippet of a one-shot I'm working on, featuring merman Gyutaro lusting after a human! The whole thing will be posted on my Ao3 in a few days :)
Poor little human, all alone in the sea. It must be scary, floating adrift with no one to help you.
Lucky for you, you aren’t alone, nor are you without help. Since your sailboat floated into his territory, Gyutaro has gone out of his way to protect you, even against his sister.
“Why are you so interested in her?” Daki huffed as Gyutaro watched you mill about the deck. It’d how he’d begun to spend most of his days, watching you go about yours until you disappeared below the deck as the sunset. “She’s just a human.”
A pretty human, with decent survival skills and a body that’d be perfect to carry his pups.
He grunted but didn’t answer, resulting in his sister going on a spiel about how ‘plain’ and ‘weak’ you were. He ignored her.
He’d been working up the nerve to show himself to you, to initiate the courting process. Among his kind, mermaids, as you would call them, he was among the strongest but not the strongest. He wasn’t at the very top of the food chain, and his unsightly appearance made other potential mates recoil.
As he grew older, the need to breed grew stronger. He occasionally consorted with the others, but his sister was the only permanent member of his shiver.
Perhaps that was why he was so fascinated with you; he could sense that you’d be the perfect mate. Mating with humans, though frowned upon, wasn’t unheard of. There were even some instances of humans transforming into mermaids, which would solve the difference in ability and lifespan.
Benefits of being a ‘mythical’ creature, he supposed.
“Are you ever going to talk to her?” Daki sneered, her voice growing most hostile as Gyutaro continued to ignore her.
“Yes,” he quickly answered, anticipating finally getting to hear your voice up close.
He’s heard you singing and muttering to yourself, and the snippets of your voice that he’s gotten were heavenly.
He couldn’t wait until he heard it moaning his name.
“What if she rejects you?” she inquired, the singsong quality of her tone letting him know that was banking on that.
He shrugged. “Then I just take her.”
It wasn’t the ideal outcome, but he’d do whatever he had to make you his.
A/N: It's out now!
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