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“you feel pathetic, don’t you, megumi?”
sukuna was smiling, watching the boy above him lift himself and drop back down on the curse’s cock. his hands were tied behind his back, mouth gagged with some cloth sukuna found in yuuji’s room.
they were in his domain right now. yuuji sat in the corner also tied up, forced to watch his boyfriend fuck the king of curses, his other boyfriend...technically speaking. it had been a few weeks since that day. no one spoke about it until megumi brought it up one night. it took some convincing, but they struck a deal.
sukuna can fuck megumi whenever he wants, as long as yuuji can be a part of it.
and of course here they are now, trying to find a way to incorporate everyone was a bit difficult at first. having to hear sukuna bitch about just being his hand or cheek wasn’t enough anymore. he didn’t mind sucking megumi off while yuuji fucked him, since it was megumi he didn’t really voice his complaints until they had finished and sukuna was rock hard on his throne. he can feel what his host feels, but he himself still isn’t human, the refraction period in his domain doesn’t seem to exist apparently. noted.
eventually they found themselves here, laid out on a pile of bones—a blanket under megumi, sukuna isnt s complete monster after all—fucking like rabbits. time didnt exist either. megumi was too far gone to even grasp the concept of time. the only thing he could focus on was sukuna’s cock spearing through his belly and his boyfriend watching it all happen in the corner with a raging boner.
megumi didn’t think he liked to be watched, but here he is.
sukuna wasn’t wrong. megumi did feel a little pathetic. panting through the fabric as tears fell down his face, not being able to properly use sukuna’s dick to pleasure either one of them since his hands were tied. he needed more. he needed sukuna to touch him, to guide him, to fuck him. but he wasn’t going to, not until he saw megumi work harder, and he knows he can. something as simple as impaling yourself on a special grade cock should be a breeze compared to his weekly training and such. but it wasn’t. megumi wasn’t exactly with them anymore. any and all coherent thoughts completely vanished since being dragged here.
he love it, though.
being reduced to nothing but a hole to use was something he will never get tired of. the pressure of day-to-day activities and missions weighed him down harder each day. having these two boys take control and let megumi slip into a more comfortable, a more vulnerable state, sent more pleasure down his spine with each thrust, each kiss, each stupidly soft or harsh word he could just so happen to catch.
he trusted them, half surprisingly.
megumi shook his head. no. he can do this. he can do this without the stupid curse’s help. he lifted his hips up and fell back down, starting a slow rhythm that felt like the breath was being punched out of him each time. sukuna was bigger like this. while possessing yuuji he was a few inches bigger as well, but now that he has his own physical form, he seemed completely different.
sukuna groaned. he put his top set of arms behind his head while the other two softly grazed the boy’s thighs but never grabbing them. megumi wants to think it’s a loving, caring touch, but he knows he’s just teasing him. his thighs have become sensitive, a spot both sukuna and yuuji love to mark up, to claim as theirs, just like his pretty little neck or chest or just his body in general.
they heard yuuji whine. one of sukuna’s arms grabbed megumi by his chin before he could turn around.
“eyes on me, baby. he’ll get his soon enough. right now, he has to be a good boy. think he can handle that?”
megumi didn’t get to answer. sukuna moved his head in a nodding motion for him, megumi just followed along, not exactly sure what he’s agreeing to. his mind is a little hazy, eyes glossed over with lust and satisfaction. whatever it was made yuuji whine again.
“you know, yuuji touches himself quite often to the thought of you.” sukuna pulls megumi off and turns him around, pushing him chest to the floor, ass up and presenting to sukuna. he can see yuuji this way. he’s tied up to sukuna’s throne. sukuna pushes himself back into megumi, one set of arms at his hips while the other holds the hands behind his back. sukuna leans close to megumi’s ear, the heat of his breath making him shiver and push back on his cock.
“i can hear his thoughts. listening to him stoke himself at the thought of you. he likes you like this, with your ass up being forced to take whatever he gives you.”
sukuna was picking up his pace. his cock now drilling into megumi’s hole at a speed that made his eyes roll back. megumi could picture it. his boyfriend sitting in his room, face in the pillow as he pumps his cock, maybe he’d fuck the pillow thinking it was megumi. would he talk to it? treat it just like megumi? worship it and degrade the hell out of it.
“he’ll never admit it, but he loves watching me take advantage of you. he enjoys seeing his boyfriend he trailed by another man—by me.”
yuuji was rubbing his thighs together. sukunas words having an effect on him. his eyes were just as glossy and megumi’s.
sukuna slowed down, biting megumi’s ear before giving it a gentle kiss.
“he’s fingered himself to you. he opened up so beautifully. i would’ve fucked him if he weren’t too pretty like that.”
megumi couldn’t stop the moan that left his lips. it was lewd, loud enough that maybe someone somewhere could hear him. they’ve talked about switching before. after a dream yuuji had where megumi fucked him hard inside of akari’s car. he didn’t go into details, but sukuna was having fun with this.
“bet you’d like that, huh? you wanna see your precious boyfriend get fucked as hard as i fuck you? think you can do something like that?”
when megumi didn’t answer sukuna pulled him back by his hair, back arching and enhancing the little bulge in his belly from where sukuna’s dick sits comfortably. suddenly yuuji was standing in from of him. when did he release him? megumi didn’t care. if he had control of his arms he’d reach out for a kiss or to simply just touch him.
“all fours.”
it was a command directed toward yuuji. he was still clothed, but he didn’t remove to shed anything. yuuji got on his hands and knees, ass to megumi’s face, and bent his upper body down so he was in the same position as megumi.
“tale only your pants off.”
once again yuuji listened like he was in a trance. he slowly undid his belt before sliding the fabric off of his legs and throwing them to the side, leaving him only in boxers and an undershirt.
“megumi, my dear. you like when i ate you out last time, yes? why not let the brat here see what it’s all about?”
yuuji stiffened. megumi whined. sukuna was still thrusting shallowly into him, not enough to make him shake or cry out but enough to beg for more if he could. sukuna made no move to take the cloth out of megumi’s mouth, nor did he tell yuuji to fully get naked.
oh. they’re gonna play this game again aren’t they.
sukuna released the hand in megumis hair and waited. megumi inhaled through his nose before getting close enough to yuuji’s backside. yuuji could feel megumi breathing, the little puffs of air coming out of his nose before feeling the makeshift gag touch his hole.
it was wet. megumi had been drooling so much it soaked the fabric entirely. yuuji’s body was hot with embarrassment and lust, the wet cloth touching him sent shivers throughout his body, little whines coming from his throat felt like music to sukuna’s ears.
two stupid, needy boys under his control? his two, stupid needy boys?
he really did feel like a king.
“oh, megumi, darling, you can do better than that.” he said, thrusting harder, pushing megumi right into yuuji’s ass.
“mmmnps-“ oh how pathetic, sukuna smiled.
“what’s wrong? got something to say?”
he pulled megumi up by his hair again. one of his four arms touching his chest and moving up to his throat, squeezing slightly before removing the gag. megumi wasted no time catching his breath. his face and chin covered in spit, some of it being sukuna’s. such a lovely sight.
megumi’s mouth felt like cotton again. he didn’t know if he was able to properly speak.
“b-better!” he spat out.
“you can do better?”
megumi nodded fast. he could do better, so much better. that stupid cloth was in the way!
giving him a chance to prove himself sukuna let go, making megumi fall a little before two hands caught him, right above yuuji.
“prove it then. make him scream.”
megumi swallowed. he’s never done this before. never had anyone to really do it to since he was always on the receiving end, but he wanted to be good, for both of them.
he pressed a soft kiss on both of yuuji’s cheeks before nipping at them, making yuuji squeak before whimpering. the first drag of megumi’s tongue made yuuji’s silence louder than it needed to be. the feeling all too foreign and weird. his hips stuttered a little, moving away from the warmth of megumi’s tongue, but sukuna stopped him, free hand holding his ankle in a vise grip, a warning.
megumi pressed his tongue flat again, making yuuji whine and push back a little. he circled his rim with the tip of his tongue, eliciting a long drawn out moan from above.
“oh he likes that. do it again.”
megumi listened, slowly but with a little more force. yuuji’s thighs started to shake. megumi wasn’t even being aggressive, touch still light, but it sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout yuuji’s body. finally he started to push in. it was tight, his body clamping down on megumi’s tongue, holding on for dear life.
“bet he tastes good, doesn’t he? probably not as sweet as your cute little pussy but i make sure the little shit stays clean.” sukuna laughed. megumi wondered what his boyfriend looked like right now.
sukuna started a rough cadence with his hips, making megumi force his tongue deeper, fucking yuuji’s hole at the pace hes getting fucked. it was getting harder and harder to keep his tongue working yuuji open. his jaw was going lax, tongue getting lazier.
his boyfriend was pushing back though. he wanted to feel more, couldn’t believe they hadn’t done this before.
sukuna pulled megumi up by his hair, making both boys cry out and laugh as yuuji arched his back more, begging for more.
“how do you feel about bottoming, brat? think you can take megumi’s little cock?”
yuuji wasn’t here mentally. when he turned his head his eyes were glossed over, not a thought behind those lust filled eyes other than to get fucked.
he pulled megumi closer, chest flushed to his back as he kissed and licked the shell of his ear.
“think you can do that, baby? wanna put that useless little prick of yours in his asshole? ” he gently hit his earlobe and smirked at hearing the boy whine and agree profusely like a good boy.
sukuna pulled out, making megumi panic and cry out again. the curse picked him up and placed him right next to his boyfriend, hands and knees with their asses presenting to him.
the sight made his dick twitch.
“this is how this is gonna work. you two listening to me?” they nodded, megumi replying with a soft yes sir.
sukuna used his bottom set of hands to touch both of their asscheeks, squeezing them, digging his sharp nails hard enough to leave marks that almost drew blood. they slid between their cracks, enjoying the difference between yuuji’s tight hold to megumi’s abused one.
“i’m going to stretch yuuji here open well enough for you to fuck him, megumi. then i am going to fuck you. megumi, baby, if you’re good enough maybe i’ll reward you with something else. got it?”
before they could answer he shoved three fingers into megumi who sighed contently at the feeling. his other hand circled yuuji’s rim before carefully pushing one finger in. yuuji had fingered himself before, plenty of times actually, so sukuna wasn’t too worried about prepping him properly, especially since megumi is slightly smaller in girth than his own.
yuuji stiffened slightly. he’s never had someone else do this, and while technically it still is his form, sukuna’s fingers feel longer, thicker, better. sukuna carefully pushed in further. it’s been centuries since he’d gotten laid, but when he was alive and more sexually active he was always mindful about his talons, even now he’s careful despite mastering the talent of finger fucking with long nails.
oddly enough he doesn’t want to cause any major pain to his host.
megumi on the other hand.
sukuna finally started to move the three fingers at a slow pace, bending his fingers slightly and letting his nails carefully drag against his prostate. megumi’s thighs were shaking. he was whining and panting, begging for more while his cock leaked all over the ground.
“more? don’t be greedy, sweetheart. my host and your dear partner hasn’t even had any fun yet.”
he added a second finger, making yuuji hiss before moaning softly. yuuji wasn’t sure if he was happy he was being gentle or not. he’s not one for pain when it’s supposed to be pleasure, but watching fushiguro lose his composure so fast and become needy and docile, it really made him want to see what that was like. so he pushed his hips back.
sukuna raised his eyebrow and smiled before shoving another finger in with less grace, watching his rim stretch open far too soon, enough to sting and make yuuji cry out in pain but not enough to fully tear and bleed, much to sukuna’s displeasure.
he started fucking both boys faster, relishing megumi’s moans while ignoring yuuji’s please to slow down and be gentle. the uneasiness in his voice along with the way his words trailed off let sukuna know he was enjoying this, at least a little bit.
once he felt yuuji was decently stretched and both of them were squirming and begging for more, sukuna pulled his hands back, loving the way they both whined at the loss. sukuna gently pushed yuuji’s torso to the ground and told him to relax with a little to much care laced in his voice.
without another word he grabbed megumi by the hips and moved him behind yuuji. megumi placed his shaky hands on his boyfriend’s hips and leaned over him. he kissed yuuji’s spine as sukuna adjusted yuuji’s legs.
“time to show your man what being on bottom is like, yeah?” megumi nodded, a little unsure of what he was actually saying, his mind still a foggy mess but it sounds right.
he was struggling. his legs still slightly trembling from being edged all night. day? fuck he doesn’t even know how long they’ve actually been at this anymore. all sense of time completely erased inside the domain walls. megumi wondered if it’s really been hours. wait, no. focus. megumi shook his head to clear it. he pressed his dick against yuuji’s hole, eager yet scared. it’s yuuji’s first time. he’s taking his backside virginity. megumi kissed his boyfriend’s back once more before sitting back up and slowly pushing in.
yuuji’s toes curled. a small uncomfortable whimper slipping out.
“breathe.” sukuna said. megumi didn’t even notice how quiet it was. when yuuji exhaled sukuna held megumi’s by the hips and gently pushed him further into his host. yuuji was doing his best trying to breath and adjust to a new and thicker feeling. it didn’t hurt as much as he had expected. maybe it was sukuna’s doing, helping his host feel nothing but pleasure for his first time so he doesn’t get hurt.
they waited until yuuji pushed his hips back slightly before starting the show. sukuna told megumi to move, fuck him however he likes, and he did. megumi’s hips started a slow pace before picking up with each moan and whimper pulled out of his boyfriend. eventually he was ramming into yuuji like his life depended on it. yuuji was drooling all over the floor, making a disgusting mess as his boyfriend’s thrust became sloppy. sukuna waited patiently until megumi said he was getting close. he stopped him by the hips and shushed his weak whines before kissing his neck.
“i’ve got something better, baby. stop crying.”
sukuna made megumi lean forward before he started pushing his cock into him. megumi was still loose enough, tightening up the second he felt sukuna’s head pop in. sukuna slowly kept pushing in, he himself felt closer to release after the show the two brats put on for him.
for once he might cum first.
this is the fullest yuuji has ever felt. megumi’s dick pushing in deeper thanks to sukuna made his head spin a little. he tried his best looking back, only to see the other two making out. sukuna’s hand around megumi’s throat while his other three roamed his body. the size difference wasn’t too big, but megumi looked so tiny underneath all that muscle. yuuji felt his dick twitch.
sukuna’s second set of eyes looked down at his host before he decided to move his hips slowly, hard enough to pack a punch but not enough to fully tear him. each small thrust made yuuji whine and spread his legs wider, fully arching into the submissive position, letting sukuna do whatever he wanted.
not that he really had a choice anyway.
sukuna began picking up the pace. he fucked into megumi harder, making his cock push deeper snd deeper into yuuji who was starting to see stars. sukuna’s second set of arms pinned yuuji’s hips down, while the top let go of megumi’s throat to hold him by his hips, angling them upwards so yuuji could feel even better.
yuuji felt like he was floating. no longer on the concrete like floor of sukuna’s domain but rather ascending beyond the clouds of heaven. every thrust hitting his prostate dead on had him drooling all over himself. listening to megumi cry out every time sukuna kicked his hips made his toes curl. it was too much all at once and yuuji didn’t want it to stop. he doesn’t know how he’ll go back to topping after this.
“y-yuuji.” megumi whined, pressing his chest to yuuji’s back, kissing his neck and moaning right into his ear. “feels.. so good?”
he didn’t know if it were a question or statement, but he nodded and verbally agreed. his voice was wrecked already. not as bad as megumi’s but enough to make the curse bark out a sinister laugh.
“breaking already? some host you are. cant even handle his small dick, huh? next time i’ll crush your throat with my cock. tired of listening to you talk anyway. you sound much better like this.”
yuuji felt embarrassed, humiliated, and wildly turned on. he wanted it. wanted to taste him, wanted to have his cock forced down his throat and crush his larynx so he can’t do anything but make needy noises. he knows sukuna is big, saw his dick with his own eyes, he can practically feel the head of his cock grazing his throat as a puddle of drool formed beneath him.
sukuna started a rough cadence, hips slapping megumi’s ass mercilessly, he couldn’t hold back anymore. he wanted to ravish the two beauties under him, break them until they’re nothing more than pathetic little toys for him to fuck and fuck and fuck until he’s satisfied. megumi had a lovely assortment of bruises and bites but yuuji, he was bare, his body ready to be tainted by the thing that’s already stained his entire life.
mine.
megumi was trying his best to match sukuna’s rhythm. feeling pleasure from both ends was making him dizzy and sensitive. he was going to cum soon. he started shaking his head.
“c-cant! need... need to-“
“hold it. fuck him properly or you don’t get to cum at all.” sukuna stopped thrusting, relishing in the beautiful cries that came from under him. he really was starting to feel more like a god this way.
“now,” he smiled, a set of hands gently tracing the lines of his body. “fuck him like you mean it, yea? he’s your bitch right now. take whats yours and do not hold back.”
yuuji didn’t wait for megumi to follow orders. he pushed his hips back and started slowly fucking himself on megumi’s cock.
“g-gumi. harder. please!” he cried.
megumi took a deep breath before trying to muster up enough energy to move his body. he pushed yuuji’s hips down and started to slowly thrust into him until his body moved more naturally. yuuji’s moans were getting louder, echoing through the domain and lighting a fire inside megumi, making his hips slap against yuuji’s ass harder and harder until he was shaking beneath him.
was this how sukuna always felt? it was addicting. he wanted to hear more.
sukuna stopped his own hips when he noticed megumi was getting lost in the new sensation.
“oh, how delicious,” he laughed.
sukuna held his hand up, manifesting another mouth onto his palm and leaned over the sorcerers, wedging his hand down to yuuji’s crotch. yuuji whined loudly at the first lick before sobbing and writhing when it took him in completely. sukuna could feel the length in his own mouth, the taste of pre-cum and sweat made his own head fuzzy. he grabbed megumi’s hips with his free hand and took the lead, thrusting into both of them with intense force, making both of them moan and cry at the new pace.
after a few thrusts megumi started babbling into yuuji’s ear.
that won’t do, sukuna smirked. he took his had off his hosts crotch to put it against megumi’s mouth. he pulled him up, back flushed against his chest with his head back against his shoulder. his face was red, dry tears making his face sticky.
“disgusting little boy.” sukuna kissed the top of his ear and have another blow to his prostate.
“what’s wrong, baby? even dumb boys like you need to use their words. you gonna cum?”
megumi nodded the best he could. the degrading and words of praise making his head swell. he wanted to cum—needed to!
“but we have a guest, my dear fushiguro. you’re not being a very good host. good boys hold it in, and you’re my good boy right?”
his thighs were shaking. it was rich coming from sukuna, but anything to be praised by the holiest of evil.
sukuna doubled his efforts. each thrust leaving both men’s knees weak and holes sore. sukuna let go of megumi’s chin and grabbed him by his hair, angling his hips just right to have both boys wailing and panting. sukuna was close too. he could feel megumi’s insides squeeze every time yuuji begged for more.
“p-please. ..kuna. c-cum.” it was a plea. yuuji was at his limit, thank fuck. sukuna pushed them both toward the ground, leaning over them and speeding up his thrusts.
“go on megumi. tell him he can cum if he wants to, yea?” he panted.
megumi just nodded. he softly gave yuuji a go ahead, a little nod with inaudible words hitting deaf ears really. how pathetic.
“you can do better than that. did you ruin your voice begging for my cock? did i damage that stupid little voice box of yours? how rude of me.”
sukuna laughed before yanking megumi’s head back again at a painful arch.
“i don’t think the little brat can hear you. why don’t you speak up.”
yuuji was shaking. his cock leaking all over the ground, making a mess of the curse’s sanctuary. sukuna reached down again and gently ran the knuckles of his fingers over the head of his dick. he couldn’t see it, but from how wet he was sukuna knew it hurt. being on edge for what felt like hours, days even, he was ready burst at any moment.
“c-cum. yuuji.. fuck, cum for me. cum for us mmphf!”
the mouth on his hand took him in once again. with a lout moan he released into sukuna’s hand, every spurt of semen had him twitching and rutting into the hand until his upper body collapsed onto the cool ground.
sukuna brought the dirtied hand up to megumi’s mouth and forced him to take whatever was left. he could feel megumi’s tongue eagerly clean every inch of it, leaving nothing but spit behind. he moved the hand down to shove his fingers into the opening, latching onto his bottom teeth and keeping his mouth open to hear every noise punched out of him.
“what a good boy. cleaning me up like that all on your own. you deserve to cum. go ahead and fill him up.” megumi couldn’t breathe. every thrust was a punch to his gut. it was too much. his prostate being abused, his cock being squeezed, the constant roaming and grabbing of sukuna’s hands.
he was in heaven.
after a few more thrusts megumi screamed as his orgasm crashed through him. yuuji moaned and squeezed his thighs together as he was being filled.sukuna was nearly there. the heat in his stomach spreading throughout his body as his dick was being massaged by megumi’s insides. after a few more thrusts he tightened the grip on the boy’s jaw as he released inside of him.
yuuji waited for them to stop moving before slowly putting his boyfriend out of him and completely falling onto the ground with a thud. sukuna sat back on his knees with megumi on top, not wanting to be empty just yet.
megumi gathered the strength in his arm to reach over to his stomach. his belly was slightly swollen.
“i feel so full.” he moaned out. sukuna pinched his cheek as a warning. yuuji kicked sukuna’s knee.
“no. don’t you fucking dare make this a marathon thing.”