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Everyone's having fun on Silent Hill 2 while I'm crying on my iPad playing Genshin because my boyfriend's away on business for 3 months and he took the ps5 with him أ‿أ

Got the most delicious idea for a ghostface/Sukuna combo art for Halloween, probably pinning you down on the floor idk sigh 😵‍💫

Everytime I draw Sukuna naked I’m wondering how can I make him even more muscular than he already is sigh…. (´_ゝ`)

Respond With Cruelty

 -ˋˏ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪs ᴀᴍᴀʙ / ᴀᴏ3 ᴠᴇʀsɪᴏɴ / ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ / ᴡᴄ: 4041 ˏˋ-

Warnings: Dub-con, reader is lured in to Sukuna, true form!Sukuna, tongue blowjob, rough handling, no lube no prep anal, frotting, Sukuna has two dicks, humilation, popping teeth and forcing them back in, gore, captivity

AN: Happy JJK day!! This was/is my first AMAB fic and it was so much fucking fun to write!! Initially it was just Sukuna giving a blowjob but it evolved and got out of hand quickly but I still really love this aaa this weeks episode was so good so heres to celebrate

18+ Blog only! Minors DNI!

Sukuna towered over you – no, it was more than that. The beast engulfed you in his large frame, all four hands encasing you as he carefully ground his knee into your erection. Each brush was intoxicating, surprisingly gentle considering his size, with just enough pressure to have your eyes rolling and hips meeting his motions for more. It doesn’t take long for you to forget about your situation, the environment, what demon is watching you with a wicked smirk. 

You were already a bumbling mess before him, sweating and trying to find purchase on anything you could. Bare feet slid on the concrete beneath, accidentally kicking Sukuna in the process and mumbling a pathetic ‘sorry’ after you made contact with the solid muscle on his ankle. With the way you’re acting, it’s as though he didn’t drag you into his shrine kicking and screaming, all the way up to his throne and tore all your clothes off in one fell swoop. Entirely at his mercy already, just from a little attention on your cock. 

Red eyes bore into you as you beg for mercy, more touches, the pleasure you desire, death. Your heart was racing, albeit from arousal and desperation rather than fear, now. Each drag of his knee flipping over the head of your cock was delicious, but you need more. You need Sukuna to use one of those many hands of his on you, to touch your body and feel the size difference. His torso blocks the rest of his room from you, while his top two eyes keep you locked onto only him. The bottom set of eyes, one horizontal and the other vertical, were locked on your cock and his knee. How you wished to also watch both at the same time.  

Lured in by a pretty lady with promises of pleasure and fun, you fell for it hook line and sinker at first. Her hair was long and shiny, eyes sparkling with mischief as she took your hand in hers and pulled you towards the shrine. Who fucks in a shrine? You thought, but when you verbalised your suspicions, she placated them with another promise. 

’There’s more women inside, you’re gonna love them.’

She was right, there were more women inside of the shrine. At first you thought this was heaven, surrounded by so many beautiful women that gave you attention; fed you, touched you, kissed you, complimented you. Nothing went further than some suggestive touches and light whispers before Sukuna made his appearance. You were supposed to be nothing more than food for him, but your spark piqued his interest to play with his food just a little. 

Obviously you didn’t get away. Normally people will submit themselves and accept fate when they end up this far. Bellies full of food, genitals pulsing with arousal, happiness soaring through their veins. It’s a better way to die than most, plus their blood tastes sweeter that way.

“Such a brat.” Sukuna commented, tongue running along his sharp teeth as he grinned. You still looked like a five star meal to him – he’ll have to reward his concubines for catching someone so juicy. “Are you gonna try and run again?” 

Fear runs through you again, same as when you were first caught, a ghostly feeling of his large hands around your waist. You miss that, need him to touch you like that again; pin you down so easily with just one of his hands, utilising the other three on the rest of your body. You’re just a doll to him; a doll with a cock and voice box. 

You shake your head rapidly, tears in your eyes as your whole body shakes too. The throne was uncomfortable, you’re swamped in its size and having to reach almost your full length to hold on to either arm. An outsider would think you are stupid for not thinking the skulls that decorated and bones that made up the chair would be real. The strange sensation of bone and not plastic under your hands was terrifying, letting out a scream in surprise and attempting to grip onto one of his forearms instead. 

The way he scowled and quickly pulled away from your touch shouldn’t have been as wounding as it was, acting as though your touch was acid that burned him. You felt offended, anger and sadness burning a hole in your chest at the mere implication, but you were quickly reminded of who was before you. A large, clawed hand grabbed your chin, pointed nails digging into the flesh of your cheeks and cutting into you like butter. All four of his eyes were on you now, his knee pulled back and his two lower hands wrapped around your waist. 

“Did I give you permission to touch me?” A gulp and an attempt to shake your head, his grip tightening easily and you cried out in pain as your teeth and jaw were pushed by the force.

“No.” You managed to mumble out, lips puckered and distorted due to his hand. He squeezed again and you felt one of your teeth pop and fall to the back of your throat. 

“Did I give you permission to speak?”

This would be a little easier to handle if he was grinding your cock again – touching it in some form, giving you friction like you deserve after his teasing. You remain silent this time, heavy breathing through your nose and squeezing your fists at your sides. There’s nowhere to run, nor can you fight. Although, before you’re eaten, you do wanna see what’s under that black sirwal. 

Sukuna releases your face, spitting the tooth into your hands at your lap in shock, blood dripping from your lips and onto your hand to surround the piece. There was no pain, only panic and fear that numbed you entirely. Sticking your tongue in the new hole, your mouth was filled with blood and the taste of copper. You didn’t notice your hands shaking when Sukuna plucked the tooth from your hand, inspecting the tiny white piece between his large fingers. He grins, his own white, sharp teeth on show for you. 

“Do you want me to put it back in? Teeth are valuable to humans.” 

As much as the idea of his fingers in your mouth makes your cock ache, there’s a feeling of nausea in your stomach that makes you shake your head. With a tut, your jaw was held in his hand again and forced open. There was no time to scream or thrash as he held you down, the same hand that held your tooth jamming itself into your mouth. His hand was so big, but he didn’t seem to care or take account for how he would fit in the way he stretches you beyond your limits. Playing around with humans is fun, especially when they give him the satisfaction he desires. It’s boring if they submit to him easily; don’t give into the chase or fight him at every corner. The way your teeth graze against his knuckles was the fight he desires – nothing but light kitten scratches on him, you were proving to be more playful than the last few sacrifices. 

Large hands kept you in place; one splayed along your stomach and torso to hold you down to the back of the throne, an awkward angle where if Sukuna pushed any more, your spine would snap at a 90 degree angle. Another hand moved between your legs and cock, running fingers and sharp claws over your length in a threat of pain or pleasure, pinning a leg down if you were thrashing enough to bother him. A third hand kept your face in place, looking up at him with tears in your eyes from the pain. Salty tears ran over his digits and tickled; swept up by a long, warm tongue in a reminder of how inhuman Sukuna can be.

The tooth was pushed back into place, claws scratching up your gums and tongue, the piece being squeezed into the hole painfully. When Sukuna finally removed his hand, you gasped in pain and clearer airways, shouting in pain when he let you go entirely. Lower arms crossed across his stomach and upper arms on his hips, Sukuna watched you writhe in pain on his throne. You were so tiny in such a big chair – it makes him excited. 

“Don’t be so pathetic.” Sukuna commanded you, unfolding his arms to use his index finger on the bottom of your chin, tugging you up to look at him. Tongue swiping across his lips, he grinned. “You’re quite entertaining for a human.” 

It feels like a compliment, but the throb in your mouth and blood running down your chin makes it feel like mocking. Red eyes peer down at you, monstrous and sinister, there’s nothing good about his gaze. And yet you feel your insides churn in the best and worst way possible, hands itching to touch yourself in front of him, hoping to encourage him to pleasure you. Temptation has always been a weak point for you, unable to stop yourself from giving in at the first chance you get – almost impulsive by nature. 

Sukuna’s grin became wider as all four of his eyes peered down at you touching yourself, a pathetic moan tore through your lungs as you fucked your fist at breakneck speeds. If he wasn’t going to keep pleasuring you, then you were going to do it yourself. Fit to explode, your hips jerked uncontrollably with every swipe of your hand along your length, jaw agape as you stare up at the creature before you. Leaning forward, his hot breath was on your face, emphasising the size difference further. His mouth was so big, he could devour you if he really wanted to; take off over half your face with one bite of his sharp teeth. 

Instead, your hand was roughly removed from your cock, creating the most pathetic whine you didn’t think you were capable of. Both wrists were in his grasp, moved above your head and locked in place with one hand. You needed to get off, the build in your core dissipating when close to your release, balls aching with desperation. Maybe this was your payment for trying to not only indulge in lust with those women, but with a demonic curse whose intent is to kill you. 

Fingers wrapped around your ankle and pull you closer to him, bare skin dragging against the concrete and bones of the throne beneath you. A shout of pain was quickly turned into a moan when something hot and wet ran along your balls and the base of your shaft. Your back was laid across the seat of the throne, plenty of room to lay down and Sukuna to hover over you. His eyes were locked onto yours again, all four of them watching you with interest. Daring to break away, you look down with a gasp.

A tongue was protruding from a slit in Sukuna’s stomach; flesh split apart to make room for the second mouth, seamless when closed and hiding teeth just as sharp, a tongue even bigger and longer than the one on his face. Fear and pleasure were more overwhelming than before at the sight, the long muscle tapered at the end flicked the skin of your balls and elicited a groan, running the base along each ball and wrapping around them. 

It was unreal – a feeling like nothing you’ve ever experienced before. It was finally the pleasure you seeked for so long, but you can feel the strength behind him just from the second mouth. The tongue moved to your length, lapping at the precum that consistently leaked and pooled along your stomach; tears built up in your eyes when it ran along your weeping slit, pathetic cries bouncing off of the walls. 

You couldn’t help but try and wiggle in his grasp, though it was fruitless as his grip was strong and confident in your smaller limbs. Still holding your wrists and ankle, all you could do was watch as the abnormal tongue wrapped around your cock or watch Sukuna’s face above you. Two of his eyes had drifted this time, his bottom two again, down to your twitching cock. The attention was almost as painful as the terror that ran through you, never able to settle and allow yourself to enjoy this due to the fact he can kill you at any point. 

“Are you going to cum?” Sukuna asks, seemingly breathless himself, but you don’t pick up on it. 

If your head wasn’t so clouded with lust you’d have noticed the way he mindlessly jerked his hips back and forth too, black fabric expertly hiding the bulge beneath that waved with each small thrust. Instead, you could barely manage a nod between shameless moans and groans, pathetic whimpers that no one has ever been able to pull from you before. Your balls were pulling up to your body as you came closer to the edge, cock twitching with each stroke of the tongue wrapped around your length, nails digging into the palms of your hands as you’re kept in place. 

Sukuna leaned forward, noses almost touching – or at least his nose touching you. He was enjoying this as much as you were, relishing in the pathetic moan that’s drawn out from your lungs as you came all over yourself. It was painful, so worked up and cumming so hard but it felt so good. More tears appeared in the rim of your eyes, unable to look away from Sukuna’s. In your orgasmic haze, they were truly mesmerising. If this were a cartoon, there’d be hearts in your eyes for the monster. 

You continue to make pathetic noises when his stomach tongue laps at your chest and neck of your cum, Sukuna grunting and top lip twitching in a snarl - it makes you wonder if he can taste with his other tongue. The feel of him lapping up your release made you groan, wet muscle dancing along your torso and flexing against his hold again. Before you can finish indulging in the aftermath of your release, you were dragged off of the throne and onto the floor by your ankle. 

A noise of surprise left you, followed by one of pain when you hit the concrete. Sukuna threw himself into the chair; his rightful throne, of which you were using your smaller body to warm it up for him. You look up from your position on the floor, your head clearing his knee. This could be your chance to escape, run away again and hope he kills you this time. There’s a funny feeling in the pit of your stomach that tells you you’re not making it out of here alive – so why not try and make your grand escape? 

Except he knows how to keep you interested. 

One fist was propped up on the arm of his throne, holding up his head as he stared down at you, a lazy grin on his lips. Another hand was palming himself through his pants, wrapping his fist around the length and giving you  an idea of just how big he was. Everything else about him was huge; why wouldn’t his cock be?

You swallow thick and watch as he continues to stroke himself through his pants, cock already twitching back to life in interest of what he has hiding beneath the fabric. Sukuna never did show you what’s under there like you’d hoped, but it would be nice seeing it before you die. 

Using his leg to aid you, you crawl onto your knees and then into his lap, legs stretched painfully so to accommodate the width of his thighs as you sit on them. Your eyes were drifting from his face and down to his bulge, watching with shame as the grin grew wider and those sharp teeth were on show again. Sukuna didn’t wait much longer before hooking his thumb under the elastic of his sirwal, pulling the fabric down and releasing one cock, then two. 

He has two fucking cocks?

You blink and stare; not only are they huge, but there’s two of them. This was definitely more than you bargained for, and Sukuna chuckled low in his throat at the attention, “Have you gone shy?” 

There’s no way one is going to fit inside of you – in your mouth or your ass. Not without doing some severe and irreversible damage. At the same time, you may not have a choice in the matter as they both twitch under your gaze. One sits atop another, almost like his arms, and are identical in size and length. You can’t wrap your hand around one of them, your heart pounding with excitement. 

“Permission… To speak?” You try quietly, unsure of yourself but your hand slowly and cautiously rubs up and down his cock. 

Sukuna hums, still resting his head on his fist, watching your face and your hand. It seems like he’s thinking about it – and he genuinely was. He doesn’t like his food talking back to him, though you already felt confident enough to touch him again without permission. You’re a funny little thing; he doesn’t like you, rather intrigued by you. 

“Permission granted.” Sukuna responds with a grin still, adjusting the way he sits ever so slightly and shuffling you in his lap. 

You actually didn’t expect to be given permission to speak. What you wanted to say had almost been wiped away from your mind, going blank and panicked. With a furrow of your brow, you muster up as much confidence as you can. 

“How do you want me to pleasure you? I don’t think I can take you.” 

Sukuna raises a brow, the only one he has on the ‘human’ part of his face. The hand on his cock stops, though not for long as one of his idle hands wraps around yours and moves again. 

“A bold statement for someone who hasn’t even tried.” A cold shiver went up your spine. “I’ll make you take me, whether it kills you or not.” 

That same hand that was enveloped in Sukuna’s was pulled away from his cock, body nudged forward and held up by his bottom two arms, nails digging into sensitive flesh as he held you above his lower cock. You shake your head, tears beginning  again as the fear overtook any pleasure you can foresee from this act. Regret was heavy in your heart for daring to speak, the audacity to dare such a creature into possibly giving you any kind of mercy. Anal without any prep is a painful nightmare normally, nevermind with a cock that’s twice the size of a human. 

Of course, Sukuna didn’t care. If anything, he seemed to take pleasure in the way your hands shake and grasp onto his chest for leverage, the tip of his cock prodding against your hole. It was happening whether you wanted it or not, nails digging into the marked chest that were barely scratches to the beast. The room was filled with your cries of pain and agony as you’re split open, vision fuzzy with the pain that tore through you. Your noises encouraged him further, biting his lip as he lowered you further onto his length. 

Eventually, you were sat as far down as you could go, nearly to the base of his shaft and dizzy with the feeling. Never have you felt so full before, a throbbing ache and your whole body shaking. Looking up at Sukuna, who had lifted his head now, you silently pleaded for mercy – how foolish of you. 

Sukuna did the moving for you; two hands on your hips bouncing you on his cock, short and fast strokes to help encourage your hole to stretch and loosen around him. Blood ran down his length and your legs, hot and fast like the tears down your face. Your hands remained on his chest, splayed against pale skin and one of the only things you can look at as the pain was immeasurable. The word ‘please’ hung on the tip of your tongue, desperate to beg and plead with him as the pain made you feel faint, but it never came out – not even to be killed and given mercy. 

After you had loosened up enough, Sukuna began moving you in longer strokes. It still hurts; your whole body throbbing, everything leaking with tears, blood and drool. However, the pain had gotten to a point where you were almost numb to it all, hints of pleasure shooting up your cock as you rubbed against his other. It felt like you weren’t in your own body, unable to answer if asked what possessed you to grab his and your cocks to hold them together with both hands in a pathetic display. 

You consider yourself to have a generous sized cock; longer than average, thicker than average but nothing in comparison to Sukuna. His cock swamped yours in size, letting out a pathetic moan at the sight of you pushed together. It added to the pleasure rubbing up on him like this, Sukuna grinning as he watched you. You squeezed whenever your heads were connected, underside of each other brushing and frenulums touching in a sensitive spot for you. This made the experience a little easier and the fire in your core burned brighter. 

“I don’t think I can take you.” Sukuna mocked you, a huff of a laugh vibrating through your bones. “Damn brat.” 

There was no more embarrassment or shame to be had left. You were even beginning to bounce yourself on his cock as best you can, moving with his hands in the same rhythm he had you. Everything still hurts immensely, yet the thought of being filled with his seed encourages you to keep going. Since everything else about him is bigger and more excessive, surely his loads are massive between two cocks. 

Moans could be heard between your huffs of breath, allowing yourself to be used like a toy as he moved you, hitting your prostate with each thrust. Bulbous head of his cock slamming into you with the lowering of your body, pulling you up to squeeze your heads together. It was quite the sight seeing Sukuna breathless, eyes dark with lust as you watched him edge closer to his own release. 

As expected, you came much sooner than he did and the pain began again. Your seed was left alone this time, guiding your cock to cum on your chest again with a groan and releasing Sukuna’s second dick. He didn’t give you a second to process anything, enjoy your second and arguably more powerful orgasm, as he continued to fuck himself with you. 

Pain, pain, pain.

Pathetic groans of anguish and exhaustion were all that echoed from you, Sukuna’s harsh breathing and your flaccid cock slapping against his still erect one. You wished for it to be over; either kill you or cum, unsure how much longer you can stand without the mix of pleasure sweetening the experience. Black was beginning to creep into your vision like a vignette picture, slowly losing control of your limbs and feeling weak and heavy in his grasp. 

You were barely conscious to experience his release, groaning as he came inside of you and onto himself. Both cocks spurted out ropes of cum, twitching as one was held inside of you and coated your insides. He just kept going and going, filling you up to a point where his seed was leaking out and mixing with the blood from your hole. A feeling better than you could’ve ever imagined; you were just upset you were barely conscious to cherish it. 

Carelessly pulled off of Sukuna, he all but tosses you back onto your feet, scraping your knees and feet as you try and keep yourself from falling face first. 

He hums, pulling the fabric of his sirwal up with one hand and flicking the cum on his chest towards you with another. “I’m going to keep you for a little while – just until you start to bore me.” 

Oh how you wish to bore him quickly.