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三十 ; さんじゆう| sukuna ; part two

part two 😩💀, 

pov ;

 you sat across from none other than ryomen sukuna. his teeth shining brightly as he grinned at you. in return to this, you had instinctively rolled your eyes and glanced away, ignoring him.

"are you going to eat that sandwich?" you questioned, looking down at his plate."im not hungry" he replied. you motioned to reach out to take the plate but he placed his elbows on the table, pushing the plate further from your reach. "im not hungry for food" he repeats.

you look up at his with a frustrated expression, "then what else do you want to eat? flowers? the couch?" you snarl back, rubbing your temples with your eyes shut, groaning.

sukuna's chair slides back as he leans over the kitchen counter. "im hungry for you." he whispers, you can hear the smirk on his face."oh?" You bite your lip, a smile threatening to pull at your lips. 

"whoops sorry I'm not interested, I've got a meeting right about now so leave me alone, get off by watching stuff or whatever" you reply, getting up and dusting your clothes of with bread crumbs.

you walk to your room, kicking the door closed as you open your laptop. "hi, it's y/n here, shall we get started?" you smile, waving at the rest of the people from jujustu high.

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sukuna couldn't take it anymore. how you edged him on with that grin, how your fingers dug into his back last night. how only he would hear the sweet words from your lips. you needed him just as much as he wanted you. 

that way you would bite your lip in the worst situations, the way you ignored all his attempts to get you in bed again. he decided to make a move.

totally focused in the meeting, you failed to hear the room door creak open, just as the king of cursed walked in. fortunately for sukuna, your desk wasn't against a wall, giving him perfect access to be under it. fucking below the desk he slowly crept his fingertips up your thighs.

"and therefore we should-AH!" yet flinched, instantly looking down at sukuna.

 damn it. 

his smirk only grew at your yelp. 

"uh, is everything alright there?" someone asked, you flicked your eyes back to the screen an nodded, "yeah..just my cat" you lied.

sukuna couldn't take it anymore, he wanted you. And he was going to get you in bed with or without finishing that meeting. 

"be quiet for me now will you?" he whispers, trailing kisses along your thighs while rubbing circles on your hips. you can only watch as he inches closer and closer to your core. 

You stiffle the moans that threaten to tear from your mouth as he peels off a layer of your clothing.

"Sukuna!" You whisper hoarsely, "stop this right now!"

"no can do baby, unless...we have a replay of last night...?" he winks, hands moving up your waist, stomach, chest.

you slam the laptop shut and grab his collar, "you. me. bedroom. now." you growl.

he throws you over his shoulder and walks to the room, grinning widely. He opens the door and you can't seem the get the fact that it smells like strawberries in here. 

"why...does it smell like strawberries?" You ask as he shuts the door.suddenly, he throws you onto the bed and takes something out of his back pocket. 

placing both arms on either side of your frame, he places the package in between his teeth and rips it open."why don't you take a wild guess?" he smirks.you glance up at him and your eyes dart straight to his teeth, your face goes red.

"a strawberry condom."

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"l/n-san?" gojo perked up, looking at you, "have you seen yuuji lately? or more specifically sukuna? he hasnt been showing himself.."

your face glows red, "n-no! not at all! why would you ask ME that?"

"you have marks on your face," he states, twirling his finger around is a circular motion.

"huh? marks?" you question, walking towards a mirror, your eyes widened, you had scars, more specifically, sukuna's scars, the black ink on your cheeks to your forehead and down you collarbone and chest.

"SUKUNA!"