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Sukuna felt like he was losing his mind. His descent into madness is as painful as humanly possible. His toes curled, stomach clenching, his fingers were gripping the sheets. He waited for this for so long. Playing their game, singing the song, doing the dance. He could die here and he just might.
Even with his pain clear as day, she showed him no mercy. Her elegant, freshly painted nails digging into his chest, leaving deep scratches in their wake. Her bare body on top of his, plush thighs on either side of him. Her skin was glistening with sweat and it drove him mad that he couldn’t devour her.
Sukuna clenched his jaw, her wet cunt sliding against his bare cock. The head just barely grazing her tight hole. She knew what she was doing. Her endless teasing like poison to his body, yet the high was exhilarating. Her hand found his jaw, forcing him to open his eyes and gaze into hers. That sick little grin was on her face, the look in her eyes made men crumble before her.
“You can be good, Kuni.” She cooed, her tongue coming out to lick up his neck. The heat made him groan, he felt like he was gonna lose his mind at any moment. Yet he kept his hands on the bed. Weeks ago she had to tie him up, right now he wished that he was. She always had to push him to his breaking point.
The demon on top of him mewled as her clit rubbed against his shaft, she was beyond wet, soaking his cock in her fluids. But it wasn’t the first time she used him to get off that night, his abs were still wet from when they started. When she rubbed that perfect cunt onto him, forcing him to watch- fucking christ. He needed to get a grip.
Her eyes rolled back, her thighs twitching on either side of him as she reached her peak once again. He nearly broke a tooth with how hard he locked in on himself, the feeling of more fluid coming out of her. For fucks sake. Why did the most beautiful woman, with such a stunning body and the most delicious cunt, have to be Satan in the flesh?
She giggled, straightening herself up and looking at the mess below her. Her hands ran along his muscles, almost trying to sooth him as she collected her thoughts. But it did little to help. His cock was throbbing, painfully so. She had been teasing him for what felt like hours, years even. But it really started weeks ago. She would send him pictures, playing with herself in places she shouldn’t be. Her car in a busy parking lot. The college library. She even snuck a pretty picture of her cunt in class, wearing a short skirt with no paintes. That wasn’t including the way she would toy with him in person. Her subtle touches. The long hugs when she wasn’t wearing a bra. God, she was a nightmare.
“Poor thing,” She said, crawling further up his body. He could hardly think with the state of his mind, let alone speak. He didn’t think he could if he tried. He wouldn’t want to hear himself anyway, desperate, needy, whiny. She pulled it out of him so easily, he almost hated her for it. “Open up. Oh, and you can touch me now since you’ve been so good tonight.”
He hated how quick he moved at her command. But he was so far past that at this point. His hands gripped at her tightly, her soft skin in his hands made him groan, not nearly as much as her dripping pussy in his face. He didn’t hesitate to devour her. If she wanted him to go easy on her, she would have known better. Instead he buried his face in her swollen cunt, you’d think she would be sensitive after cumming so much. But not her. Never her.
She straightened her back above him, properly sitting on his face and drowning him in her body entirely. He loved it. Women always hestatied with him, almost treating him as if they could hurt him in some way. Sukuna never realized until he found his little monster, no one had sat on his face the right way.
He was quick to shove his tongue in her opening, knowing that it made her tremble in his hold. This might be her game, but he knew how to play it. His hands groped at her thighs, her ass, holding her down and nearly suffocating him. He didn’t care if he was breathing or not. Her cunt was making a mess out of his face, her moans a pretty little song in his ears. He gripped her hard enough to leave bruises and she rocked herself into his mouth in return.
His cock was throbbing again, his body was getting lost in the heat. Fuck, he was gonna get off on this. So be it. He didn’t care anymore. He lapped at her relentlessly, her body stiffening up under his hands. He knew she was close, but fuck so was he. Her cries were getting desperate, her hands were in his hair. He lost himself for a moment there, the static in his brain taking over completely as she came on his face and his cum shot across his stomach.
His whole body buzzed in such an addicting way. His thoughts were so far away from him, he couldn’t reach if he tried. She rolled off, laying beside him in a similar state. Eventually he came down from his high, his body sticky from cum and sweat. He looked down as her fingers gathered the cum on his stomach, licking it off and peering at him with a devilish glint.
He was so going to hell.
“You wanna take a shower?” She said, sweetly. It was always funny to watch the shift in her personality. A sweetheart on the outside, but a fiend on the inside. He grinned, entertained as always. His body felt so heavy, sedated at last. He could sleep right here and now and deal with the mess later, but she was right.
“Fine, but I’m not washing your hair.”
The fact he thought for a second she was done with him made him feel like a fool. He should have known better at this point, her stopping point was never clear to him. So natrually, he fucked her against the wall of his shower. Her hands against the tile, her back bent over, his cock deep enough to reach her stomach. And God, her cries. They sounded so needy in his shower, echoing against the walls as he pounded into her.
They both came again, and again. Finally washing up once the water started to get cold.
This wasn’t the first time Sukuna had done marathon sex. It was something he was rather accustomed to. He got tired of people quickly, so having them to himself for one night was the best way to get it out of his system. But he had never had it quite like this. Some women could handle him better than others, but eventually overstimulation would get to them and they would have no choice but to tap out.
It turns out overstimulation was different for everyone. Some were more sensitive than others. He certainly had his fair share of let downs but he always thought he was a lot to handle. Turns out he hadn’t met his type of crazy yet.
This one? Ha. This one wanted to be fucked until they passed out. They could take him, every part of him. If he wasn’t at his worst, she didn’t want him. Her body was so needy, her sexual appetite was always starving. He could fuck her so thoroughly she couldn’t speak but turn around and get right back on his dick.
They changed the sheets hours ago, her hair was nearly dry after their shower. It had to be 3 in the morning at this point but she still had her hands around his cock. Truth be told, Sukuna didn’t know his body could do this. He can go round after round but how many is too many for him? He had no clue. His body was sore but his cock was the same as always, throbbing and ready to go.
“Take a video?” Her sweet voice never matched her actions, those lips around his cock, he never imagined something so filthy coming out of them.
“Another one?” He chuckled, grabbing his phone. He leaned back, spreading his legs more to get the perfect shot.
“We have a record, don’t we?”
“That’s right baby, we do.” The flash of the camera lit up the room. She was used to it though, preferred it even because she liked the way the videos turned out. She wasn’t shy either. She looked right into the camera as his cock his the back of her throat.
Sukuna knew pulling his phone out would make them drag it out longer and he was right. With a little smile and a request, he was fucking her face on camera. She took him like a champ, just like always. Their videos were his favorite to take. She put on a little show for him every time. His muscles were screaming at him when he finally came on her face, painting her just the way she wanted. He watched intently through the phone as she licked up every drop she could.
Soon enough it was getting close to five in the morning, another series of videos were taken on his phone. Her ankles next to his ears. His head buried between her legs. At one point they had to fix his bedding again. But then he decided to fuck her ass and he ruined them once again.
It wasn’t until close to six that her body finally tapped out on him. His cock was still buried in her but her last shattering orgasm took her out completely. Her eyes closed, breathing slowed down and she was knocked out on his bed in an instant. He took a couple more pictures because he would have to show her in the morning, even getting a video of both of her abused holes still dripping from what he did to them.
Sukuna sank into his bed, his room reeked of sex. He would have to spend the whole day tomorrow just to clean up this mess. But he couldn’t deal with that now. His little monster curled into him for the rest of the night.