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The call comes in early in the morning and when Sukuna recognizes the address, he says he’ll take the call alone. It's just a noise complaint, afterall, and he can handle it himself. Dispatch doesn’t argue much since it’s a non emergency and Sukuna can take this last call then go home for the day.
The property is silent by the time Sukuna pulls up to the house and he knocks on the door, hearing the slow creak of floorboards inside as someone comes to the door, not in a hurry at all.
“Ah, it’s you,” Toji says, giving Sukuna a sarcastic smile. “What do you want?”
“Noise complaint. I’m here to tell you to keep it down,” Sukuna says. “Unless you want someone else to come snooping around.”
“Fine, come in,” Toji says after a few seconds of staring at Sukuna, looking behind Sukuna as he enters the house. It’s quiet inside as well and Sukuna hums.
“You didn’t shut the bitch up in time or what?” Sukuna asks, shrugging off his jacket and putting it on the back of a chair.
“Fuck off, I thought he’d be tired enough for the kitchen to be okay,” Toji says, leading Sukuna down a familiar path in the house. Sukuna’s been here many times though this is only the third time he’s been here on shift and he makes sure his radio and body camera and everything are turned off and removed before he follows Toji down into the basement. The omega’s scent becomes stronger and stronger with every step they take down the stairs.
“Baby, look who’s here to see you,” Toji says sweetly, turning the light on.
The basement isn’t some torture dungeon with a single bulb hanging from a chain like might be expected from the types of things that go down in here. It’s relatively nice— well lit with easy to clean, tiled floor and a few couches pushed across from a blank wall that movies can be projected onto. There’s a pool table in the corner and a mini bar to the side. Sukuna would say the sketchiest thing in the room is the bare mattress on the floor, but someone else might just think it’s a spare mattress.
The real prize of the room is Megumi, gagged with his hands bound behind him. He’s positioned on a bollard that Sukuna knows comes to about the middle of Megumi’s torso when Megumi is just standing next to it. His hole is spread wide around the metal, a little bit of blood dripping down the vibrant yellow, and he trembles on his tiptoes, the bollard still deep inside of him as he struggles to keep the pole from impaling him completely. It’s too tall for Megumi to get off himself and he needs someone’s help to lift him off if he wants to get off, so it’s an easy way to keep him somewhere without binding him up entirely or locking him away.
“Say hello, baby,” Toji says and he smacks Megumi’s ass, making Megumi yelp as he sinks a couple centimeters further onto the bollard.
“He’o,” Megumi tries to say around the gag and Sukuna waves, putting a hand under Megumi’s chin. Megumi’s scent tinges with fear, but it quickly fades. For a pup, Megumi has excellent control over his scent. Nobody wants to fuck an omega that smells upset— but for Megumi it rarely keeps people away and just gets him hit harder.
“Hello, sweetheart. Were you a bad boy today?” Sukuna asks and Megumi shakes his head, sniffling and trying to keep his tears from spilling over. They make his green eyes pop and Sukuna licks his eye, tasting salt and sweet sweat.
“He wouldn’t be here if you weren’t bad, kid,” Toji says, shaking his head. He looks to Sukuna and jerks a thumb upstairs. “I’m gonna go watch my show. Don’t break him too bad or you’ll have to get that brother of yours to sew him up again.”
“Bye Daddy,” Sukuna says, waving lazily and turning back to Megumi. “If I take the gag out of your mouth, are we going to have problems?”
Megumi shakes his head and Sukuna grabs one of Megumi’s ass cheeks, squeezing and waiting to see if Megumi makes any noise. He whimpers softly but doesn’t make noise otherwise and Sukuna nods.
“Good boy,” he says and Megumi preens at the praise. Sukuna undoes the gag and gets Megumi some water, tipping a little too much water into his mouth the first sip, so he chokes and has to decide if he’ll focus on being able to breathe or continuing to keep himself from sliding further onto the pole.
He chooses breathing and Sukuna watches with delight as a bulge appears in Megumi’s belly, the bollard pushing against his tummy from the inside. Megumi doesn’t make any loud noises, but his breathing turns panicked and he tries to get himself back to a more manageable level of impalement, whining as he slips a little in the lube and slick that’s dripped onto the floor and can’t quite get back to his old height.
“It hurts,” Megumi whines and Sukuna tilts his head to the side.
“Have you learned your lesson? You made enough noise to alert the neighbors. If you didn’t have such a nice hole, I’d wonder why your father kept you around,” Sukuna says and Megumi whimpers, his scent turning sad. “Baby, I’m just being honest. What good is a slut that doesn’t know how to put out quietly?”
“I can be quiet,” Megumi says and it’s a lie. They both know Megumi couldn’t be truly quiet to save his life, but that’s part of the fun.
“Yeah? What if we bargain?” Sukuna says and Megumi swallows, squeaking when Sukuna pushes down on his shoulder with a hand and forces him further onto the bollard. Sukuna’s other hand goes to Megumi’s belly, feeling it bulge out even more.
“Please,” Megumi says, squirming and trying to get Sukuna off. “Please stop, Kuna, please.”
“If you can be good for me, your Daddy and I won’t go harass your sister,” Sukuna says. Sukuna would never— little girl alphas aren’t really his cup of tea, which Megumi knows. Still, Megumi’s scent spikes with panic and the slightest hint of jealousy. As it always does.
“Don’t touch her. I’m better,” Megumi pants and Sukuna laughs.
“I know, baby. I only have eyes for you,” Sukuna says and a purr erupts from Megumi’s chest despite the situation. Sukuna pets his throat and belly, feeling the vibrations of his purr and the trembling of Megumi’s knees as he tries not to slide fully onto the bollard.
“Can I get off?” Megumi asks, still purring, and Sukuna hums.
“In what way?” Sukuna asks, hand sliding lower to grip Megumi’s hard cocklet. He’s tiny and fits nicely in Sukuna’s hand. Megumi yelps as Sukuna starts to jerk him off and moans loudly, stuffing his fist into his mouth as he tries to get away. There’s nowhere to run, though, and Megumi just succeeds in sinking further onto the bollard.
“Nnn, please stop, mmmhhn, Kuna!” Megumi yells and Megumi falls flat to his feet, fully impaled on the bollard as he comes in Sukuna’s palm. Sukuna continues to work his cocklet after he comes, making Megumi whine and cry, unable to push himself off the bollard at all to give himself even the slightest bit of relief.
“Stop, please stop, please, Kuna, please. I can’t,” Megumi begs and Sukuna laughs, letting go of Megumi’s cocklet and watching his eyes roll back in his head. Megumi’s knees give out and he slides as low as his body allows on the bollard, held up by the pole in his asshole rather than any strength of his own. Megumi passes out for a little bit and Sukuna slaps him until Megumi pops back awake.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” Megumi mutters, half sobbing and trying to get control back of his legs to push himself off the bollard. “Oh god, it hurts so bad, Kuna. I’m gonna break. It’s gonna go through me.”
“You’re such a baby,” Sukuna says and he flicks the tip of Megumi’s cocklet hard, causing Megumi to scream and pass out again. “Ugh.”
Sukuna hauls Megumi’s limp body up to his feet and tugs Megumi off the bollard, getting distracted by the way Megumi’s hole hangs onto the post. His rim stretches wide and pale around the yellow pole and reddish slick leaks sluggishly out of his hole. Sukuna fucks Megumi’s body on the bollard a couple times before pulling hard on the way up and feeling Megumi’s hole finally give, a wet pop and squelch following.
“Uhn,” Megumi groans and Sukuna tosses the boy onto the mattress on the floor, watching him bounce and leak onto the bed. “Ow.”
“Spread up, slut,” Sukuna says and Megumi glares at him.
“It hurts,” Megumi says and Sukuna bares his teeth.
“It’s about to hurt a lot worse if you don’t spread your legs,” Sukuna says and Megumi’s split second of hesitation makes Sukuna growl, climbing on top of Megumi and pulling his knees apart to expose Megumi’s puffy hole. He slaps it and smiles at Megumi’s yelp. “Bitch.”
“You’re gonna tear me apart,” Megumi wails, shaking his head as Sukuna pulls his thick cock out. “Can I— I can suck your cock instead, Kuna. I want your cock in my mouth.”
“Thank you for offering, baby,” Sukuna says and waits for Megumi to relax a little bit before lining himself up with Megumi’s hole. “I think I’ll use your mouth after.”
“Wait, no— no, stop!” Megumi screams, his screech echoing off the basement walls, as Sukuna pushes inside of him with one, violent push. If Sukuna hadn’t helped Toji soundproof the place himself, he would’ve been worried about another cop responding to a noise complaint.
Sukuna doesn’t give Megumi any time to adjust— he hardly needs it after getting fucked with the bollard— and fucks Megumi hard, pushing his knees over his head and forcing his own cocklet into his mouth. Megumi chokes on his cocklet and moans in the next moment, getting to experience how good it feels when he chokes on someone's cock. His cocklet isn’t big enough to cut off his breathing in any significant way, so Sukuna keeps him bent into a ball like that, fucking him hard and making him fuck his own mouth with every thrust.
It’s brutal on Megumi’s ass. Sukuna’s cock further rips open wherever he was bleeding from earlier and the blood streaks on his cock with every pull out makes Sukuna even harder. He grinds into Megumi’s prostate and makes Megumi’s body clench and tremble with every bite of pleasure and pain. It’s delicious and Sukuna’s never enjoyed taking anyone more than he does taking Megumi.
“You’re such a slut. Crying about how you don’t want it and then moaning around your own cock the next minute,” Sukuna hisses, watching Megumi’s eyes glaze over as he comes into his mouth.
White spills out the corners of Megumi’s mouth and Sukuna unscrunches Megumi slightly to push the come back into his mouth, shoving his fingers in and pressing on the back of his tongue to make him gag around his fingertips. His soft throat feels so lovely and velvet soft. Sukuna is definitely taking Megumi up on the blowjob after he finishes in his hole.
“I’m gonna fill you up and knot you, pup. Fuck you full of kids and make you watch me kill them as I fuck more into you,” Sukuna says and Megumi shakes his head, tears streaming down his face.
“No, please, not again,” Megumi says, kicking at Sukuna to try to get him to pull out, but his hole just keeps sucking him in, leaking more and more slick. Sukuna grabs his slim ankles in one hand and pins them over Megumi’s head, fucking his worn hole slowly over his face, so Megumi can see how wrecked he is with his own eyes.
“You can’t fight me, Megumi,” Sukuna says, pressing a kiss to Megumi’s forehead and shoving all the way inside Megumi’s guts. Megumi gags on nothing and Sukuna smirks, fucking Megumi like a doll and enjoying his cries and pleas.
“Prepare yourself,” Sukuna warns kindly as his knot swells.
He thrusts and keeps his knot just outside of Megumi’s hole until the last second before it’s completely swollen, so Megumi has to take the entire girth all at once. Sukuna knows his knot is massive— full grown omegas have trouble taking it sometimes—, but Megumi’s been taking knots like a pro for years and he’s never failed to take Sukuna’s, even if he fights and screams the entire way, as he does now.
“Please don’t. Please— ah!” Megumi cries as Sukuna forces his knot into him, pulling his rim white as it passes over the large middle before sucking all the way inside.
Megumi breathes heavily as Sukuna settles his knot on top of his prostate and Sukuna continues to thrust little tiny thrusts until he comes, shooting load upon load into Megumi and making sure something will take. For not the first time today, Megumi’s belly bulges, this time with Sukuna’s cockhead pressing through his tummy and the inordinate amount of come he just shot inside of him. Megumi’s noises have decreased to high whining sounds and a purr that’s more of a cry for help than any noise of comfort.
“You’re okay, baby, you’re okay,” Sukuna says, letting Megumi’s legs down and watching them flop to the bed. Megumi groans, shifting on Sukuna’s cock and squeaking with every slight movement. Sukuna noses into his neck and lets out a comforting scent and Megumi’s purrs turn less anxious.
“Please don’t make me have another baby,” Megumi whispers and Sukuna chuckles, kissing Megumi’s chubby cheek.
“Just don’t think of it as a baby, baby,” Sukuna says and Megumi starts to cry silently.
(Megumi doesn’t stop crying by the time Sukuna’s knot deflates and Sukuna uses his mouth anyway, moaning at the feel of his soft throat and the way his hiccuping breaths stutter around his cock. Sukuna’s never returned home from a shift so relaxed.)