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"What, you couldn't wait for me to walk?"
Sukuna's grin doesn't falter. "No. And your hungry little cunt could not wait, either." A sharp thrill of cursed energy races over Megumi's skin, and he glances down to find that Sukuna's manifested an eye on his belly, staring straight up between Megumi's forced-wide thighs. Embarrassment stings at his cheeks, but then melts at Sukuna's low murmur of,
"Beautiful. Pink and glistening like a flower glossed in dew, so needy for my mouth." The flesh of Sukuna's hard stomach ripples and parts, and heated breath stirs over the skin of Megumi's thighs, then passes in a damp promise over where Megumi's aching and empty. He clenches instinctively about nothing, and Sukuna's grin only grows. "Such a sensitive little thing."
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A belated birthday fic for Megumi, starring Sukuna's belly mouth, cunnilingus, and overstimulation.Bookmarked by rebviflin
28 Jul 2025
