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Being lord Sukuna’s wife was no easy task.
Sure, you got to lounge around his palace, eat fruits and wear silks that most common folk didn’t know existed. The servants bowed their heads when they saw you wandering around the halls, left you alone when you’d go out to the gardens.
And you were doing exactly that, bent over while smelling some lovely flowers. Sukuna, being the large and monstrous man he was, liked cultural things, like haikus. So, he had nothing against the hundreds of blooms around the well-kept garden.
Back to the hardships.
He often went out to go massacre or wreck some village, he said he got bored and needed to train. Who were you to not let your husband indulge in his hobbies?
But when he got back home… his warm, large hands found you. Many of them. Your waist, holding your face, tummy, his beefy body engulfing you into a hug from behind. His hot chest against your back, pulling you up from the bent position to lay against Sukuna standing up. You could feel his stupid belly mouth try to gnaw on your dress already.
You just giggle, squirming and trying to look up at him, the flower forgotten. “You’re back already! You never announce your return-” a few, thick fingers got shoved inside of your mouth, holding your tongue down. The taste of them and the hint of iron making you cringe a bit.
“And you never pay attention, woman. If you can’t even hear me approach, then I might just keep you locked away in the chambers, for safe keeping. Who else might you let this close to you, hm?” His voice was low, red and amused irises meeting your slightly irritated ones.
You tried to sound something out around the digits but he kept them pressed down, a grin slowly creeping up on his face.
You gave up… letting Sukuna hold you for a moment.
CHOMP!
You bit down on the fingers.
He just grunted, not affected by the bite at all. “I come see my wife after being out all day… and all she does is bite me.” The belly maw licked a wet stripe across the fabric covering your back. Seemed like it was hungry.
He did let go, patting your ass. “I’m hungry.” Sukuna announced, the upper pair of arms crossing. The veins throbbing- your eyes locking in on the meaty things. Your mouth wasn’t the only thing watering.
“I said, I’m hungry, woman. Stop ogling me.”
“Huh- oh! I’m sure Uraume has prepared something.” Your eyes snapped up to his face.
“I don’t mean that.”
“Huh?”
Now this was the hard part. He came back home, pumped up from the kills and was trying to tell you he needed you. But could never word it right. Those haikus sure didn’t help.
“I want to eat you.”
“S..slow down! Hic…h..haah… Sukuuuu!”
You had finally caught on, he had taken your hand and lead you back inside, to your shared chamber, of course. He was such a gentleman- until the door closed and your dress was ripped in half, tits spilled out and a warm hand cupping your cunt, fingers knowing how to rub and prod a bit till he could smell the juices dripping down.
He knew how to season his food perfectly.
Didn’t even have to do it yourself, you were pulled and sat on top of his abdomen, the tummy maw being the first to want a taste.
Its fat, wet tongue licked between your puffy pussy lips, flattening and curling riiight where it knew you’d arch your back.
Two of his hands were holding your hips, keeping your still while the second mouth worked on you.
The other two arms were tucked behind his back, showing off the muscle.
And Sukuna gladly watched you writhe and try to roll your hips on top of him.
“Do you not like it, petal? You don’t tase as sweet as usual.” He idly commented, all eyes able to focus both on your jiggling chest and the sight of his second mouth trying to eat you out at the same time.
“N..no…s..s’good…” You shook your head, your own hands using his forearms as balance.
“No, I don’t think it is.” He hoisted you off of his stomach, draggggiing you all the way up to his actual face. A sharp grin underneath you. “Maybe you’ll taste better like this.”
You gasped, he had flipped you around, bending you over in front of him, your face mushed against his bulge, he himself hadn’t gotten undressed, only focusing on getting his mouth..s on your pussy.
You let out a pleased moan once you felt his tongue, though not as large as the belly one, lapping up the slobbery messy between your legs. The sound that left Sukuna’s throat sounded happy.
You buried your face deeper, breathlessly gasping and panting against one of two veryyy obvious cock prints. You could see some damp spots already forming from leaking precum. How could you not help your dear husband?
Sukuna’s hands found your ass, and the other two found your hips. Spreading you wide open, slurping allll the way down to your clit and then back, stuffing the wet muscle deep inside. You couldn’t see but he had a wide smile on his wet face.
You, trying not to go dumb from how good he was eating you out, managed to push down at his harem pants, revealing a welcoming, trimmed pink haired pelvic zone, it being like a pink (red) carpet to the prize.
Two, heavy. Like really heavy, mean looking cocks met your gaze. You let out a whimper when he nipped on your sensitive bud, maybe as punishment. But he didn’t stop you, too busy groaning against your pussylips.
The groans he made only got heavier once you grabbed one of the delicious looking things, licking at the tip and suckling it. His familiar taste filling your mouth.
Now both of you were busy.
Sukuna, happily acting like some starved man, aggressively pulling you back on to his face, that strong nose bumping in some lovely spots. “My petal tastes so good… i should take you with me everywhere I go, in case I need a taste...” he spoke to your cunt, a louder moan finally escaping his throat once he felt you start giving attention to both of the cocks. The sloppy sounds of both you and him slurrrping filled the large room.
You were blissed out, not even hearing his ramblings as you kept your mouth stuffed, hands finding the one that wasn’t in your mouth to jerk off, having to use both to keep it upright, jaw already growing tired form having to keep it so wide open.
You choked around the girthy one on your tongue, a whiny sound leaving your throat and your hips started to twitch and flinch. A good sign.
Your eyes rolled back, trying to drop your head lower when you felt a few fingers slide inside, spreading you wiiiide open, just to let his tongue dive in deeper than before, making sure to get every nook and cranny of your drooly cunt. The pathetic sounds you made around him make him chuckle. You let out a cry- tears beading in the corners of your eyes and drool running down your chin, dripping down.
He wasn’t chuckling when all of his efforts squirted back on to his face though. And he wasn’t chuckling when you didn’t properly finish him off, but he could think of a way to make up for it some other time.
After he carried your limp body to the hot baths and got you and his handsome mug washed up, ordering Uraume to get some non-wet-from-sex silk sheets, you both were cuddled up together. Cuddle is a light word to use, more like Sukuna was bear hugging you, having your head tucked under his chin, face smushed into his juicy chest, all four arms wrapped around your body. No wiggle room. None at all.
But you weren’t mad, Sukuna was cute when he got clingy.
“I love you.” You murmured against his skin.
“Shut up, woman.”