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"You're so tight..."
Sukuna gritted his teeth, feeling how sweat beaded above his eyebrow. It felt like his whole body was tensing and relaxing against his will.
"You're doing so good, Suku..." The rasp of Yuuji's voice made him close his eyes as he tried to concentrate. "Mhm, a little more—"
He huffed, annoyed. "Just shut up and I'll relax, dumbass."
Yuuji snorted and tugged him closer. They were on his bed, tangled in sheets, and Sukuna was sweating like after a good workout. It was uncomfortable, to say the least, but he wouldn't back down from his brother's challenge. He couldn't believe he bit into Yuuji's bait, but here he was. It all started trivially, with their usual bickering over dinner when the conversation about bottoming came out of nowhere. Sukuna didn't even remember how the fuck they came to that point.
"It feels good though, Sukuna—"
"It's because my dick is good."
Yuuji rolled his eyes at him. "Half of the orgasm is preparation."
"Whatever you say, brat. But it's my dick that makes you come like a fucking hose."
His brother shrugged, mixing his cup of instant noodles. "You wouldn't last two minutes."
Sukuna blinked. "What are you on about?"
Yuuji leaned against the kitchen counter, slurping his noodles nonchalantly. Like he didn't just throw that in the middle of their dinner.
"You heard me." He shrugged again, and Sukuna felt a vein on his neck pulse in agitation. "You talk big game, but I don’t think you’ve got the guts to bottom."
There was a moment of silence as Sukuna just stared at him. And then he snorted. "You’re joking, right?" He took a step forward, leaning on the counter as well. "It doesn't take guts to bottom. You just like my dick in your ass, that's all."
He sneered in triumph, but Yuuji grinned smugly. His eyes narrowed, and Sukuna felt how his lower stomach got hot. He liked when Yuuji looked like that. His brother walked around the counter, coming closer. They were of the same build, though Yuuji bulked up recently. His golden eyes flicked over Sukuna's body, and he smirked.
"Yeah, but I take it, don't I?" He leaned closer, and Sukuna could smell the hint of his cologne. "You, on the other hand... The moment someone gets behind you, you’d run away like a little bitch."
Sukuna’s jaw ticked.
"And I’d break you." Yuuji added and brought his cup to his face, slurping on his noodles like nothing happened.
Agitation flared under Sukuna's skin. There was one thing he hated the most. He absolutely despised being looked down on, even if it was all talk and bicker. So he growled. "Alright. You're on."
Yuuji blinked. "Wait, for real—?"
"You want to see if I can handle it? Fine. Let's see if you'll live up to all your bullshit."
And listen, Sukuna knew that bottoming required some prep. He did that; he wasn't a fucking moron. Though he was used to Yuuji taking care of things, since he was the one taking it up his ass. But Sukuna was no bitch. It helped that they've been fooling around for quite some time already. What they've been up to wasn't exactly "moral." They were brothers, living together and going to the same college. The hormones were raging, stress from schoolwork was piling up, and a hot, athletic body was just within the reach. Sukuna was bi; Yuuji was gay. So it all worked out pretty well. They just figured there's less fuss and problems if they take out their stress fucking.
Though Sukuna had to admit, his brother was attractive. All sunny smiles and a killer body. Partially, Sukuna thought it was his influence that made Yuuji come out of his shell. They were always attached at the hip. A couple of years difference didn't do much. From an awkward, timid boy, he grew into his true self: confident, cheerful, and so damn magnetic it was ridiculous.
It was the real reason how Sukuna ended up with fingers up his ass. He simply couldn't resist Yuuji.
He'd never admit it, though. Fuck that.
"You're so hot..."
Yuuji's whisper snapped him out of his haze and he gulped, feeling how his whole body was trembling. His brother kept Sukuna flush against him. Every move of deft, lubed-up fingers in him made him snarl. He pushed his face into the sweaty neck, gasping when Yuuji's fingers brushed against his walls just right. Swallowing his moans, he stifled his noises as much as he could. Embarrassment was burning him up.
There was no way bottoming felt this good.
His dick was so hard. Its wet tip kept rubbing on the solid abs of the tan stomach. Yuuji's cologne tickled his nose, and he bit the thick neck out of spite because sparks kept dancing in his eyes with every move of those sturdy fingers. Yuuji moaned into his ear, and his voice got so deep that Sukuna choked on his spit, feeling how heat in his pelvis unfurled.
He was coming.
"What the f-fuck—"
In disbelief, Sukuna muffled his downright slutty moan in tan skin and shuddered, spilling between them. Hot cum splattered on rigid lines of muscles, and Yuuji panted into his ear, grabbing his ass to bring him closer.
"Shh... That's okay... Fuck, you're hot..."
Sukuna clenched his jaw, trying to keep quiet after a light orgasm. Yuuji's fingers kept grinding on his prostate, touching and rubbing it again and again. He hissed, feeling his cock twitching almost painfully and growing hard instead of growing soft. Tears welled in the corners of his eyes as another orgasm hovered.
They shifted, panting, and the weight of Yuuji's dick between his thighs felt scorching. It bumped into his balls as Sukuna rolled his hips trying to get those fingers deeper. Hot pre-cum made everything so messy and wet it should be fucking disgusting, but lube trickling down his thighs and Yuuji's heat did something to him. He shivered against the solid body like a bitch in heat.
Unbelievable.
Another push against his prostate made him bit swell of his brother's shoulder and then those fingers were gone. Sukuna bristled. "What the fuck—Why—"
Yuuji, shit head, had the audacity to chuckle and gripped his ass tighter, rolling their hips into each other. "I think you're stretched well enough. Mmm, fuck, you even came..."
Sukuna's cum slid down Yuuji's happy trail, and he was hit with a sudden want to lick it off. Before he could do anything, Yuuji kissed him. Tongues slithered against each other, and teeth pulled on his lips as he shivered from fingers rubbing on his stretched hole, teasing.
He's going to fucking kill him.
Yuuji's eyes were dark when he pulled away, slurring. "'m gonna fuck you so good, 'kuna."
"Get on with it then." Sukuna snarled, biting his lip. There was too much desperation in his voice for his taste.
His brother's cock jerked, still trapped between his thighs and his own dick got even harder. Another sloppy kiss took his breath away, and suddenly he felt how his ass was spread.
A firm grip on his ass cheeks pulled them apart, and he could feel his hole twitching and gaping from fingering. Before he could do anything, Yuuji shifted, and an eager drag of his weeping tip on his rim made Sukuna whimper.
Fucking whimper.
He felt heat flooding his face as Yuuji gasped and looked at him with wide eyes.
"I swear to god, if you—" Another hot drag of thick cock made his eyes roll, and Yuuji groaned, holding him tighter. He was heaving, like he was the one being fucking humiliated, and Sukuna clawed at wide shoulders.
"What are you—"
"It feels so good—Fuck..."
More precum spilled down the crack of his ass, and Sukuna hissed, feeling his balls clench. Jesus Christ, he was not going to come again. There was no way—
Then he was flipped unceremoniously, bouncing on the bed. Before he could get up, Yuuji pinned him down, sitting on the back of his thighs.
His stupidly big cock slid between Sukuna's cheeks, and the hot drag of it left him breathless. His own dick was buried in the sheets and was leaking so much it stained everything. Meanwhile, Yuuji was having the time of his life, rutting into him and tugging his hips back to meet his desperate thrusts.
"Stop and fuck me already—"
"But this feels so good, 'kuna," Yuuji slurred into his ear. His whole weight was now pressing Sukuna down. He shivered, feeling strangely empty, and tried to shove him away. But in his attempts at bucking his hips and wiggling, a hot tip pressed in, and they both froze. A broken moan left his mouth.
Fuck, it felt so big—but the pressure didn't let up. Yuuji snarled, the sound sent goosebumps down Sukuna's back, and gripped his ass, keeping him still as he pushed in. A hot tip slipped in, and it was already so much—
Sukuna wanted to die right there. But instead he came. And he came hard.
A second into his orgasm, he thought he screamed. Everything was muffled in his ears; he couldn't tell for sure. Heat unfurled in his lower stomach like nothing he had ever felt. His spent cock, hard and wet, throbbed, erupting cum as every muscle in his body contracted like he was having a seizure.
It was painful the second time he came, but he was flowing on the waves of pleasure. Then his ass took more. And he suddenly became a slut for Yuuji's dick. Because the moment his brother pushed a bit more, he nudged that sweet spot inside, and Sukuna arched his back.
Holy fuck.
"F-fuck! Oh, shit! Suku—Mmm!" Incoherent babbling would have made him cackle, but Sukuna didn't know if he would be able to form any words of his own right now. The heavy weight of Yuuji's dick pressing right on his prostate made his tongue heavy and his legs numb.
He pushed back, feeling a subtle burn from the stretch, but the girthy length felt good inside him. Fuck. Everything felt good. When, with another push, Yuuji's balls slapped on his taint, Sukuna muffled himself in the pillow. It was fucking embarrassing how many humiliating sounds he was capable of.
Though Yuuji didn't restrain himself at all.
"Mmm... Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck—It's tight—Don't clench—"
"I'm not—" A warbled moan from Yuuji cut him off and made his ears burn. What the fuck was that—
Hot cum, for the lack of a better word, fucking flooded his guts. It felt weird, but pleasantly weird. Sukuna didn't know, fuck.
But he liked how Yuuji's dick pulsed, erupting in thick ropes of cum. He could feel his balls drawing up against his taint and the desperate grind of his hips, like he wanted to fucking breed him or something.
Fuck. It shouldn't be so hot.
He slumped on the bed, his dick still aching, but at least he felt good. Okay, maybe he should have let him top sooner. Yuuji mumbled something under his breath, his lips brushing on his nape as his brother nuzzled into his hair.
"Can't believe you fucking came as soon as you put it in." Sukuna snorted but gasped right after, when his still-hard cock pulled out. His hole clenched, missing thick girth, and then he was flipped around.
Yuuji's eyes were crazy.
Pupils wide, they were unfocused as he licked his lips. His face was pink, and he was panting, sweat glistening on his skin.
When did his brother got so hot? What the fuck?
Like an eager puppy he was, Yuuji surged to kiss him. Their teeth clashed, making Sukuna flinch, but then he felt cum dripping out of him.
"...you've made a mess—" Yuuji moaned in response to his grumbling and pushed between his legs, rutting into him. With horror and a tiny bit of excitement, Sukuna felt him still being hard. Precum smeared on his stomach as Yuuji kissed down his neck and sucked the skin between his teeth.
Fucking animal.
A hot tongue licked at his nipple, and he fisted soft locks, hissing. "Don't—"
"You don't like it?" Sukuna watched pink lips close around the stiff nub and suck. It sent zaps of pleasure up his spine, and a satisfied hum vibrated against his skin. He moaned, shivering and so sensitive it was ridiculous.
Yuuji's smug grin irritated him, and he felt his face heat up.
"Fuck you." He mumbled because his tongue was suddenly heavy as every suck of hot mouth and every scrape of teeth made him shudder in want.
"I'm trying to fuck you, you know?"
"You horny fuck." Sukuna scoffed, trying his damn hardest not to moan at another suck on his chest. He was very much aware of the heavy cock that lay on his navel, right next to his own. They were both wet with cum and lube, glistening between them. Almost identical, just like them. Something about that was oddly satisfying for him.
"Huh. So you don't wanna fuck or—" A boyish smile tugged on Yuuji's lips, and Sukuna rolled his eyes.
He did feel a little horny. Wanted to feel the drag of cock inside again, its weight. Heat of the body pressing on him. Into him. Cum filling him and spilling out. Yuuji's snarls and those hands on him—
Okay. He was really fucking horny.
Sukuna took his cock in hand and hissed. It burned to be touched. His nerves seemed to be lit up as he stroked himself, spreading cum and sighing. It felt good, though. He saw Yuuji watching him like a hawk with his dick twitching. His abs flexed, and he rubbed Sukuna's thighs like he couldn't help but touch him.
Sukuna liked that.
"What, you just gonna watch? Pervert." Yuuji bit his lip at his remark, and his fingers dug into Sukuna's thighs deeper.
"You like to be watched, 'kuna."
That—well, that he couldn't deny. But before he could retort back, he felt it. More cum dripped down his ass, and he groaned. "How much did you fucking cum?"
He saw how Yuuji's eyes flicked down and how his jaw dropped open. Fingers pressed into his thighs harder, and it started to hurt, but Sukuna held his breath. He could see hunger flash in golden eyes, and the next thing he knew, his whole body was folded in half.
"What the fuck—"
Yuuji groaned, panting. "That's so fucking hot, holy shit—"
Sukuna gaped as Yuuji pressed his legs up and to his chest, making his ass lift off the bed. His face was now inches away from the swell of his butt. Sukuna's cock flopped uselessly, dripping precum, and he grunted, embarrassed, as his brother stared. He wiggled, but Yuuji's grip was iron tight.
"The fuck are you—"
"I just wanna try something. Tell me if you don't like it." Yuuji murmured, not even tearing his eyes off of Sukuna's ass. His hands traveled down to the divots of his knees, folding him even further. His tongue lolled out, and a long, broad lick of it sent Sukuna into the stratosphere.
"Yuuji! Wh—Fu—Fuck!" A low hum vibrated through his whole body, and Sukuna felt his dick throbbing. Another lick, from down below, over his stretched hole, then up to his taint, and warm breath hit his balls as Yuuji moaned into his ass.
"Fuck..."
Sukuna felt his hole clenching when his brother came back to it, licking broadly. Every stroke of his tongue against it felt so visceral it shot sparks into his eyes. He couldn't think straight, thoughts tangled in his mind as he watched Yuuji take him apart.
It was uncomfortable; his back stretched and cramped like he was made of paper with every push of Yuuji's hands as he brought his ass closer to his face. It was fucking weird the way his tongue didn't work, and he let out these pathetic sounds he would have never thought he had in him.
It felt so fucking good.
His cock jerked, wet, hanging there uselessly and drooling precum on his chest.
"F-fuck—mmm...Yuu—" His whiny, fucking embarrassing mewls (mewls?! Jesus fucking Christ) were answered with guttural groans, and Yuuji finally pulled away.
Sukuna wanted to fucking die again.
Yuuji's lips were red, and his chin was smeared with his own cum.
Fuck.
"Feels good?" His voice was hoarse, and the rasp of it made Sukuna's insides clench in strange need. His eyes were dark, and he definitely saw how Sukuna was turning into a puddle of goo from his tongue. Those eyes kept darting to his ass, hungry.
"...sexy," Yuuji mumbled to himself and reached for his cock. But Sukuna slaped his hand away.
"Don't—" Yuuji's eyebrows flew up, and then he grinned like he won a lottery.
"Huh. Okay."
And for the next fifteen minutes or an hour, Sukuna didn't fucking know for how long, he was ascending.
A hot mouth slurped on his rim, sucking, and he screamed at some point. His hands were in Yuuji's hair, pushing him in and his brother let him, nuzzling his ball sack and sucking on his hole. When teeth grazed his ass, Sukuna's legs kicked out, but other than that, he couldn't even move on his own anymore.
His limbs felt like soggy noodles, malleable and useless. His heart was beating right in his ear, and his vision got blurry like he was crying. When he started to moan instead of cursing, he knew it was over because Yuuji snarled and gripped him tighter, holding him in place.
A strong tongue slipped in, and Sukuna exploded.
"Fuck!"
His dick jerked once, twice, and thick cum erupted from it, staining his stomach and chest. Some of it dripped into his mouth, and he could taste himself, and it should be fucking gross, but he was so out of it he didn't even care anymore.
His brains were short-circuiting because Yuuji didn't let him breathe. His tongue kept fucking him. And it was incinerating. Strong muscle probed and slipped in as slick hot lips sealed around the clenching hole. Sukuna wheezed, breath knocked out of him with how tender he felt down there.
It felt like he was still coming, warbled noises ripping out of him with every suck and lick as his cock didn't even go soft, just hanging there, leaking cum. He was drenched in sweat and cum, trembling and weak, but he saw stars behind closed eyes and felt like he was reborn.
His every nerve seemed to be exposed, and he thought he was really crying. Yuuji pulled away at some point and made him lay down. His thumbs brushed under his eyes, wiping moisture away, and his soft smile made Sukuna's stupid heart flip in his chest.
It's embarrassing, but those hands buried themselves in his hair, carding through gently. And Sukuna was such a mess that he followed gentle hands and sniffled like a loser. He was stretched on the bed, limbs heavy as orgasm was settling into his bones, and Yuuji kept smiling at him, kissing his cheeks and nuzzling.
When they kissed, Sukuna wasn't grossed out like he probably should be. He sought Yuuji's touch, feeling something under his skin drumming impatiently when they were a tangled mess of limbs. His breath hitched at the thought of what else that mouth could do to him, and he felt his poor dick twitching.
Their kisses soon turned raw and needy, and Sukuna felt hot, tasting Yuuji's and his own cum as their lips chased each other. Hot cock nudged his thigh, and he forgot about his pride and snark completely, tugging his brother closer.
"...fuck me—Come on, Yuu—Fuck me."
A broken moan was lost in his panting as Yuuji nodded frantically, pushing between his legs. When a wet tip breached his sensitive rim, it felt like he was on fire. Clenching his teeth, he wrapped his legs around the thick waist, wanting to feel more of it, and Yuuji shuddered with him when he was finally in.
"F-fuck—It's tight! Mmm...," Yuuji slurred, pushing in. Sukuna could feel every throb of his cock as it pressed deeper into him. It was so much more than just a tip this time: the shaft seemed to be endless as it kept tugging on his walls and spreading him like nothing he had ever felt before. The weight of it was so different from the fingers earlier. It's somehow softer, yet still solid. Big, almost unbearable. It was hot too. So much hotter than Yuuji's fingers.
Sukuna gasped when he felt the thick tip brush against his prostate, slipping deeper. It made him clench, and Yuuji whined on top of him, panting into his neck.
"Fuck, you're tight—"
"Mmm—"
"You're okay? Shit—"
"Mmm—"
Sukuna couldn't talk, his tongue heavy in his mouth. Yuuji's body heat, their sweaty skin sliding against each other, the weight of him on Sukuna and deep inside—everything felt so raw, like he was stripped out of his skin and left to take it all in. When he didn't respond, Yuuji got up to look at him.
His face was flushed. Deep pink went all the way down to his neck with Sukuna's teeth print bruising slowly. Wild hair, tousled and damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead. Eyes wide and dark, lashes fluttering. Eyebrows knitted together and twitched, reflecting how Sukuna felt inside. His mouth was open as he grunted and breathed deeper.
"You're okay? Should I pull out?"
Sukuna sighed, melting into the bed with his legs around Yuuji's waist. He grabbed his ass, pulling him closer, and more inches were pushed into him, stretching so much and so good. Gasping when heavy balls smacked into his taint with a lewd sound, he dug his nails into a muscled back.
"Move... Just—Move."
So Yuuji moved.
Slowly first. Sukuna watched him. His eyebrows furrowed, making his face sharper. He bit his lips when he pulled out and gasped, mirroring Sukuna, when he pushed in. His dick pulsed so much in him. The blunt tip pushing into his prostate made Sukuna grip Yuuji's arms and shoulders. It was hard to keep his eyes open, but Sukuna tried anyway.
His cock was hard again, dripping precum, and his spank, but it was on the verge of hurtful. Every thrust made it bob and smack on his stomach, sending sparks into his vision as he clenched his teeth from overstimulation. With his prostate being teased with slow strokes, it felt like it was burning inside, but he endured it.
It felt good. And he was so turned on. Even after coming his brains out multiple times, he was still so painfully hard.
He choked on his spit when Yuuji pulled his legs higher and fucked into him at a different angle, accelerating. His dick now nailed his prostate with punch-like thrusts, and Sukuna hissed.
"F-fuck! S-slow down—"
"But—But you're close, no? Fuck, it feels so go—ood, mmm!" Yuuji shivered, pushing his legs to his chest and opening him even wider. Sukuna's thighs burned with how much he was getting folded, but every single thought was fucked right out of his mind once Yuuji started to fuck him.
Really fuck him.
Hard thrusts of solid hips pushed him up the bed, and his brother tugged him back. Where the fuck did that strength come from? He was manhandling Sukuna like a rag doll, snarling and moaning as he fucked him deeper.
The sound of their skin slapping was so loud they might as well record porn in here with how obscene it was. Their grunts and snarls were filling the air, and it sounded like two feral animals were fighting.
Sukuna gripped Yuuji's shoulders as his brother plowed into him with so much strength it was knocking air out of him. "Fuck! Yuu—Yuuji! S-slo—It's, oh fuck!"
"You're so tight—Still—Mmnnn—Fuck! I want—"
Before Sukuna could do anything, his legs were pulled up on Yuuji's shoulders, and suddenly he was in a mating press. He snarled when Yuuji snapped his hips, and his cock hit him even deeper than before.
"You motherfu—"
"God, it feels so good—So good—'kuna, Sukuna, mmm—Fuck—"
Then Yuuji started to pound him. He fucked Sukuna like he was trying to make him pregnant. There was no other explanation for the way he was trying to make him take it. His eyes were dark as he stared at Sukuna, pupils blown wide like he was high, while his hips kept plowing into him with so much force and precision it was unnerving. He never saw his brother like that: determined, concentrated on making a mess out of him.
If Sukuna knew Yuuji could fuck like that, he would have bottomed much sooner. Because right now he felt like his soul was going to leave his body.
Pleasure burned him like fire would. It was not even from his dick that flopped uselessly while he was trying to swallow his needy, pathetic sounds. It came from deep inside him, that damn sweet spot that Yuuji kept hitting relentlessly, and Sukuna wanted to kill him for it.
There was no way he was ever going to come just from his dick. No way. Not after this, when he felt like he was not in control of his body anymore. It just kept getting better, though it hurt. But it was such a good mix of sensations: the stretch that he knew was going to burn afterwards—he would feel it for days—the feeling of cock inside him pushing at his walls and into his prostate till he couldn't see straight, Yuuji's breath hitting his skin in hot puffs, the slide of their bodies, and their sweat dripping.
His orgasm was hovering, dangling on the verge of painful and life-changing as Yuuji kept fucking him like he was an automated machine with no rest. His strength and stamina made Sukuna feel things.
"You feel so good—So good, 'kuna—Fuck—Fuck, I'm gonna come—F-fuck—" His brother slurred, rutting into him desperately, and Sukuna grunted, feeling how his hole clenched at the thought of being flooded with cum again.
He shivered, tugging on pink hair and snarling into a panting mouth. "Come, Yuu—Fuck, come and fill me up—"
Yuuji whined, and Sukuna felt him come instantly.
He jolted on top of him like he'd been shot. His hips grinded deeper, constantly pressing on Sukuna's prostate, and with every movement, his solid stomach kept rubbing on his sensitive dick. When hot seed spilled inside him, Sukuna bit into his tan shoulder, eyes unseeing as his cock pulsed.
Was he fucking dying?
Oh.
He was coming.
Heat. That's all he felt. It was unbearable. It licked his lower stomach, and his dick let out pitiful, translucent cum. But he didn't see any of that. It was white in his eyes as he screamed into a sweaty shoulder. All his muscles locked up, toes curling as Yuuji kissed his unresponsive mouth.
Sukuna heaved, feeling waves of orgasm washing over him. His body felt stiff and liquid at the same time. His pelvis fucking hurt, but the aftertaste of orgasm made him groan in pleasure.
Holy shit.
"You're okay?" Yuuji shifted on top of him, still catching his breath. Sukuna grunted unintelligibly, eyelids heavy and throat parched. Jesus Christ, he felt wrecked.
A warm chuckle shook a broad chest, and he found it in himself to slap him, though it was weak. Yuuji still giggled, pressing kisses above his brows and cooing. "I'm glad you felt good, aniki."
"...f-fuck you..."
His harmless mumble made his brother grin, and he smooched his cheek loudly.
Ew. Gross.
"I'm gonna pull out, okay?"
"..."
A slow drag of his cock made Sukuna hiss, and when it popped out, the sound was so filthy he could feel his ears burn. His legs flopped on the sides, and Yuuji got up off the bed.
Sukuna eyed him for a moment as he rummaged through his dresser, naked and all, and scoffed. "What the fuck are you doing?"
Yuuji turned to him with a towel in his hands and rolled his eyes. "We need to clean you up. You're not gonna be able to shower—"
"The fuck? I can—" Sukuna tried to get up but flopped back with a pained grunt. Fuck. He was so sore. What the fuck?
Yuuji shook his head, turning to the bathroom. "Just—I'll take care of it."
Sukuna looked at the ceiling, listening to water running somewhere in the distance. Had he ever cleaned Yuuji after they fucked? He couldn't remember.
Something about it swirled uncomfortably in his chest. His brother yanked him out of his thoughts, walking back. His now clean cock swung, and Sukuna subtly gulped, thinking of how many times he came today.
A wet towel wiped him down, ripping him out of his thoughts again. Streaks of cum were cleaned off of his stomach and thighs gently, but when Yuuji touched his spent dick, it made Sukuna hiss. "Fuck, it's—"
Yuuji rubbed soothing circles on his knee as if he was calming down a child and cooed. "I know, I know..."
He cleaned Sukuna carefully, trying not to jostle him too much. Then he whispered. "C'mon, turn over," and with embarrassment flaring in the pit of his stomach, Sukuna did as he was told. He felt how his ass cheeks were parted for gentle care and grunted again when warm wetness was wiped on his sensitive skin.
It stung down there, and muscles in his legs pulled and tightened like after an entire day in the gym. His hole felt raw and, well, used? He didn't fucking know, but it was sore. And also. He felt oddly vulnerable. But he pushed those thoughts away.
When it was over, he was half asleep and felt how the blanket was pulled over his shoulders. When a hot body pressed to his back and warm lips brushed on his nape, he let himself smile and press back into the warm embrace.
Yuuji's arm snaked around his waist, and Sukuna closed his eyes, feeling good.