cw: suggestive (sucking suguboobs), some descriptions of suguru's chest, reader is a described as small but no further physical descriptions of body or features, gn!reader
suguru and tiny fae!reader sucking on his chest
what if you latch yourself onto his chest and just suckle away at it. slowly beginning to make a habit of it, and suguru would not not try to temp you. infact, the the opposite is true. he wears his robes looser around his chest, or shirts a few sizes too small, holding you close to his chest and often placing you there to rest when he sits or lays down.
from the beginning, you'd had a fascination with them, they had lured you, not quite seduction. its nothing sexual really, its an attraction more innocent than that. they're beckoning you towards them, drawing you in. it's inviting. intimate.
the smooth tan skin of his chest, decorated generously by the beauty marks scattered there now accompanied by little faint red marks by your teeth and tongue. his pretty plump nipples in stiffened to little peaks, pushing against the fabrics of his clothes (they're more sensitive than you'd have guessed, and while you'd like to take all the credit it would be far from the full truth)
sometimes he'll hold you there, sitting on your knees in the palms of his hand as you suck away at his chest, nibbling a little too. for good measure. sometimes you'll just run yourself face first into his soft though firm chest and attach on to him by any means possible, fisting his robes or his hair.
suguru would let you stay there as long as you'd like, eyes closed and a little bit of spit spilling from the corner of your mouth. you look so happy and peaceful, he could never dream of disturbing that.
he likes to pretend it doesn't effect him, that it's all for your enjoyment.
when his head laid back against the soft pillows of his bed and your laying on your belly on top of him, suckling away. you're so eager today, your little face wrinkled with focus and determination. his skin shines from your saliva and there are little nail marks on his skin, you're holding on for dear life all the while drawing the prettiest breathiest sounds from his parted lips.
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Whatever you do, don’t get stupidly high then listen to Fourth of July by Fall out boy.
You will think about Satosugu.
And you will be in tears.
“you don’t believe that sex is the most intimate thing that two can do together?” you repeat sukuna’s previous words with a raised eyebrow, skepticism lacing every word you spoke.
“i had concubines before i was devoted to you. do you really think i see intercourse as something significant?” he doesn’t even spare you a glance, all four of his eyes focused on carefully peeling the fruits resting in the bowl in front of him (mangoes, to be specific. a special order he put in with uraume for you). your eyes narrow at his words.
“so you don’t see intercourse with me as something significant?” that earns you a roll of his eyes.
“i don’t recall those words leaving my lips, woman.” he glances at you with a bored look, already much too used to your antics and the nonsensical conclusions you often pulled from his words (“it’s called reading in between the lines, ryo.” you had insisted. he chose not to debate you on it).
he sighs when you go silent, seemingly waiting for an explanation from him that would fix the small pout gracing your lips. he would’ve let you sulk if you were anybody else, but you weren’t.
“i realize the significance humans place on it now that i am yours, but i partook in the act purely for pleasure before you. it was simply to fulfill my fleshly desires.” he doesn’t need to look at you to know that the frown on your face still hasn’t faltered. in fact, the displeased look on your face probably only deepened upon the mention of him being intimate with other women.
“human customs are foolish, that will never change.” his hand lifts to your lips, a cube of mango held delicately between his fingers. he continues speaking only after feeding you the fruit.
“but if my stubborn little wife sees it as something of importance, then it shall be so.” he says the last part with a sense of finality, as if it was a part of his life that he accepted a long, long time ago.
you contemplate his words for a moment, your posture easing against the lavish pillows of your shared bed. you stall on swallowing the piece of fruit on your tongue, considering a question in that ever curious mind of yours.
“what’s significant to you, ryo?”
he pauses for a brief moment but doesn’t answer, simply bringing another piece of fruit up to your lips (whether the action was out of care or to keep your mouth occupied was unclear).
his lack of an answer was as good of an answer as any, though.
this was significant to him. the way he cut and fed you soft fruit with hands that had slaughtered armies, handling you as if you were made of fine china. never yelling, never arguing.
the king of curses devoted himself to you because deep in his heart he acknowledged his subservience to you.
that is what’s significant to him.
The modern version of Outlaw!Yuki is a die hard Chappell Roan fan.
Pink pony club is on REPEAT
I wanna write more for this but I have two series before this 🫠
Okay so I need you guys to hear me out on something- we all know about reader being a part of yandere!geto’s congregation, us basically worshipping him and that’s great but what about him worshipping reader?
Like him declaring reader a saint or divine being or something (I don’t have everything worked out yet) and keeping them confined to the inner part of the cult with him. He would take excellent care of reader, mommy suguru, who would only address the congregation behind a curtain or a veil because he is POSSESSIVE over his saint.
Do we fuck with that dash?
-Mdni, talk of sex-
Late one night Suguru gets a knock at his door. You are standing there in a thin dress and robe over it. His eyes trace your body in it. Your expression is concerned as you look him over.
“I could hear you tossing and turning from my room.” You say.
“Oh-” He starts, he hopes you didn’t hear what he has just done to thoughts of you. “I am fine, just restlessness nothing more.”
You don’t seem to convinced with his answer if the slight scrunch to your brows have anything to say about it. He can’t tell you the truth about his sleepless nights. It would scare you off to know how often he thinks of you in those midnight hours.
“Do you want me to stay with you?” You offer.
Suguru’s eyes widen considerably at your offer. Do even know what you are offering him? He doesn’t think you understand the full implications of your statement.
Because he would die for you to stay with him. He would give up his status as the god of the dead to taste you on his tongue. It was almost too tempting to take you up on your offer and drag you to his bed.
His hands itch to take, to give, to hold you down and take what he has wanted since he first saw you.
“I can’t sleep either so I thought we could help each other out?” You say sheepishly, a blush to your cheeks.
Suguru breathes deeply before letting you in.
You walk over to the bed and climb into it. Suguru follows suit but his eyes are on you as you pull a blanket over yourself. He climbs in beside you and you look up at him.
Your eyes are tired and from the red tint to them you have been crying. He longs to make sure you never cry again. Suguru would make you happy, he was sure of that.
“Thank you.” You yawn out as your eyes droop down.
“No need.” He chuckles softly as your eyes finally shut.
During the night you end up snuggled into his chest. He shouldn’t have allowed you to do this. You are far too close to him. He could easily slip in between your legs like he was fantasising about earlier.
Restraint, he reminds himself, he will not touch you without your permission. It would only be good for him if you also wanted it. He couldn’t stand you being scared or in pain while he took you.
Suguru wanted you to want him back.
Act 2 part 1
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which little plushie are you?
(was tagged here by @massivementalitynut — tysm!!! this was cute 🥹)
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That post about death note being "everyone's first anime" (untrue statement) made me curious and now I want to gather data for science
Can you reblog this and tell me where are you from and what was your starter anime?
Fanboy!Gojo who basically becomes a sugar baby for Guitarist!Geto and Singer!Reader.
Gojo was against it at first he had reluctantly accepted the gifts and money that you two shower him with. Clothes, jewellery and food are all given to him as if he didn’t have any money of his own. His pride couldn’t take not paying for himself but his resolve begins to waver after a while.
Eventually he fully accepts his role in the relationship, his walls dropping to let You and Suguru take care of him.