🤎🐾🧸Mooks🧸🐾🤎

Dahlia's body goes rigid, flushing pink from head to toe. Did the princess truly not know what the pinnacle was? How virtuous. How... tempting. #Dalcerys 🎨:@lucenyaris ♡

SukuFushi Megumi on top of Sukuna, hands pressed flat to Sukuna's stomach, gasping and moaning as he rocks his hips back and forth, grinding Sukuna's cock deep inside of him. It feels so good, so thick, heavy, hot. But it's the thumb Sukuna has pressed to his clit that's

#SukuIta Omega verse with a twist. Yuuji has two older Alpha brothers, Ryoumen and Sukuna. Yuuji's padding down the hallway on his way back from the bathroom when it hears it. A loud thud vibrating through the floorboards, followed by the frantic, rhythmic creak of an old bedframe. He's still half-asleep, head fuzzy from the lingering exhaustion of the day. It had been a beautiful, hot Saturday, the kind of summer day that you want to keep a hold of for eternity. Both his brothers, Ryoumen and Sukuna, were granted leave from their army posting abroad and the Itadori home was full again for the first time in 3 years. They had spent hours over a sprawling lunch, the table overflowing with Yuuji’s cooking and grandpa Wasuke and father's endless, good-natured bickering. Having his brothers back after so long felt like a glimpse into his childhood, the times before they both presented as Alpha and signed up for the military, the time before Yuuji got to see them every day, even occasionally break up their fights when they shared a room across the hall from him. He takes another step, bare feet barely making any sound against the floorboards. It's the scent that hits him then, even if his muddled, sleepy mind fails to process the noise. It isn't the clean, familiar scent of his brothers from earlier today. The humid, sticky July air feels heavier, saturated with raw, Alpha musk, with the scent of charred cedar and molasses. A scent that has Yuuji's Omega instincts flare up in a confusing, tumultuous mixture of fear and interest. Yuuji stops in the middle of the hall, his white t-shirt clings to the small of his back with sweat. He reaches out to steady himself against the wall, but his hand hovers. There is the sound of heavy breathing, hushed conversation and the frantic creak of a mattress. His rational mind pictures them fighting, even when they all lived together Ryoumen and Sukuna were always bickering and taunting each other. Old habits die hard, and the twins had always been prone to late night bouts of wrestling. He stops in front of their room, intending to tell them to keep it down before they wake grandpa, but what he sees through the sliver of cracked door has him stop dead in his tracks. The fan on the desk is clicking, barely doing anything for the heat but spreading his brothers' combined scents in the air, anger and arousal and something bitter, heavy with want. It makes Yuuji's knees feel weak. The bed closest to the window is a chaotic mess of tangled sheets. Yuuji can make out Sukuna's silhouette, see the stark black of his tattoos rippling against the muscle of his back, glistening in the moonlight. Ryoumen is pinned under him, face down into the mattress. Sukuna's fingers are fisted in his pink hair, pulling his head back just enough to expose the line of his throat, while his other hand is pinned firmly between Ryoumen's shoulder blades. The arch of his back is so sharp, for a moment Yuuji fears he might be in pain. He certainly sounds like he is when he lets out a low sound, half-snarl, half-whimper and Sukuna's hips drive forward, grinding ruthlessly against his rear. "You promised to be quiet." Sukuna hisses, sharp as a razor in the quiet room. He leans down, his lips brushing against Ryoumen’s ear, his voice dropping into a terrifyingly sweet, possessive register. "You promised to be a good boy, 𝘠𝘶𝘶𝘫𝘪." The air leaves Yuuji's lungs entirely. For a moment he thinks he's been caught. For a moment he thinks Sukuna is talking to him but then- "Sukuna-" "You promised to be my sweet, little Omega. Remember?" Ryoumen's body goes rigid, fingers clawing into the pillowcase. He doesn't protest the name. He doesn't roar in offense. He doesn't correct Sukuna. Instead, he lets out a jagged, broken breath that sounds horribly like both a surrender and a plea, his blue eyes rolling back in their sockets as Sukuna grinds against him again and sinks his teeth into his shoulder. Outside, the cicadas scream relentlessly as they have done all day. Inside, Yuuji’s heart hammers against his ribs so hard it is the only sound he can hear.

Gumi is hanging on to Suku’s leg as he gets dragged along, throwing petty insults, calling him a freak of nature and a monster, all while begging Sukuna to stomp his head into the ground for disrespecting him. Sukuna could only roll his eyes in slight annoyance

#SukuFushi masochist Megumi picking a fight with Sukuna out of nowhere hoping the gigantic man will use his massive hands to beat the hell out of him and fracture his skull except Sukuna doesn’t entertain his provocations and simply walks away

NSFW 🔞 Thinking ab how much of a turn on it is for Bkg to hear Kirishima curse, to hear him dirty talk. He’s used to crass language obviously, he could personally make a sailor blush at age 6! But hearing the CHIVALROUS hero red riot, losing his polite composure for him? damn.

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@terrorinthnight Oh? Is there now? Well I'd certainly like to be introduced.... sound fun!! 🤭✨️

@mooks_intown there are *plenty* of other ways to remind you you're mine

Love flirting with oomf bc it doesn't count but that doesn't mean it doesn't matter yk

@terrorinthnight Yeah but calling you oomf always gets you to remind me and I'm but a simple woman 🥴

@mooks_intown "Oomf" and we're LITERALLY married for two years now

dont u just love it when oomfs reciprocate ur energy and u guys reach flow state

// Timelapse

Maigor simple times spent together in the bath ♡

@terrorinthnight Yuri Sizar but in the sense they were both forced to be 'ladies' while at court ☺️

Sigurd and balthazar are both queer and gnc btw they can and will be t4t, het, yuri and yaoi all at once

Ppl laugh and this this is a joke but this is actually VERY real 😭

@mooks_intown Always needy if it's you

Talking you through it, except it's me beating you black and blue

@terrorinthnight Well that sure was quick.... someone's a little needy I take it?? ☺️

@mooks_intown STOP ITTTTT

sukufushi 🤰🏻💦 #skfs