A/N: another smut for these two. i wish i were sorry.
tags: finger sucking, striptease, some praise, top!gojo, bottom!sukuna, gojo is a brat, and sukuna's not having it, name kink, yes you read that right, anal fingering, ass eating, ass slapping, some choking, power play?, rough sex, banter, god their banter, slight mind break, cockwarming, aftercare
switchin' the positions for you
"Open up that pretty mouth of yours, darling."
When Gojo complies, all submission and no back talk for once, Sukuna's eyes widen just a fraction, surprise flitting across his features before they settle on something more dangerous, more lustful.
"That's it," he groans.
He runs a finger across his bottom lip, slick with spit, and hums delightfully. "Submission is a terribly good look for someone of your stature."
Gojo's blue eyes roll up to him and oh, how he loves getting pinned by that stunning gaze. Makes all the heat travel to his cock, makes his cold heart wake and skip a beat. "Is that so?"
"Yes, I assure you." Sukuna dips a thumb into his mouth, and Gojo sucks readily, tongue lashing out to taste him. "You're being awfully docile. I expected more of a fight."
"What, do you want one?" Gojo challenges around his thumb, arching a brow. "I can certainly give one."
"No. Perhaps I prefer you like this." Sukuna digs his nails into the underside of his jaw, and it gets Gojo keening. "Perhaps...I enjoy your servility."
Gojo grins around the digit, letting his teeth glide against the thumb. "Your praise is second to none, King of Curses."
"Why, of course it is." Sukuna's fingernails drag under his chin, and he soon removes his thumb, wiping the spit on his kimono. "I do not praise lightly."
Sukuna moves to sit at the top of the bed, back flush against the headboard. He bends a knee and straightens his other leg, shuffling his thighs apart in a way he knows gets Gojo heated. Gojo stands at the foot of the bed, staring at him with rusty cheeks, not making a single movement, only following the action with his eyes.
"Good boy," Sukuna lilts, propping an elbow on his knee, knuckles placed on his jawline. He inclines his head seductively. "Now strip for me, would you?"
Gojo goes to play with the edge of his shirt, but then pauses. "Will I get a reward?"
"Of course." Sukuna makes a lazy motion with his hand for Gojo to make haste. "Now take off those clothes of yours, I want to see you."
Gojo bites his lips and flutters his lashes at the curse, curling up into himself prettily. His nimble fingers tease with the edge of his shirt, lifting slowly, showing off smooth, pale skin. Sukuna watches gleefully as inch after inch of unmarked, unclaimed flesh gets revealed, giving way to perky pink nipples and hardening into collarbone. Once his shirt is gone, tossed to the ground in a useless heap of fabric, Gojo strums his fingers on the top of his pants, smirking up at Sukuna.
The curse is not amused. "Do you need a signal to continue?"
"Ah, no," Gojo says, a smirk dancing on glossy lips. He dips a single finger down his pants, the other four doing slow taps on his thighs. "I just wonder how long I can tease you before you snap."
Sukuna narrows his eyes. "I don't wish to play games with you, Sorcerer." He pulls out his cock, thick, with the slightest curve to it, and starts pumping lazily. "You continue or you don't get the reward I spoke of."
Gojo heats at that. "Will it be worth it?"
"Strip and you'll see."
"How mean."
He undoes the button to his fly in slow movements, then unzips his pants. Sukuna watches with a hawk-like intensity as he does out of the rest of his clothing, leaving them by his side on the floor. Once he's completely naked, Sukuna groans and scrunches his face up, roaming appreciative eyes down his body.
"You're always such a sight to behold." Sukuna's voice drips of honey as he jerks himself off. "Beauty incarnate."
"Surely you jest," Gojo says, blushing.
Sukuna shakes his head. "I don't." He beckons Gojo close, and the man walks around the bed until he's near Sukuna at the top.
"Come 'ere," Sukuna whispers, grabbing Gojo by the wrist and pulling him down. He falls ungracefully between his legs as his lips capture his in a sweet kiss. It's uncharacteristic of him to kiss so tenderly, Sukuna knows, but he wants to savor his taste. Gojo all but melts into the kiss, embracing the change, bringing his arms to wrap around his neck. Sukuna's hands find hips to hold him in place as he tilts his head, lips gliding against his in a spit slick dance.
"Hmh," Gojo hums against his lips, jaw widening to plunge his tongue into his mouth. Sukuna bites it in retaliation, remedying the pain with a gentle suck of lips, feeling Gojo shiver in his hold. He presses him flush against the head of the bed, unrelenting in the intense kiss, tongue exploring, teeth clashing together.
It's Gojo that comes up for air first, panting. "You never kiss like that."
"I'm aware." Sukuna runs a finger up and down his side, lowering his gaze. "But I could not help myself."
Gojo pulls his bottom lip into his mouth as if to taste the remnants of Sukuna, then releases it. "You? Not having self-control? That's a rarity in and of itself."
Sukuna's crimson eyes flash darkly. "Do not speak of it, Sorcerer."
Gojo holds a dainty hand up to his lips. "So even the King Of Curses has his human moments. How intriguing."
The curse growls and grabs his jaw, tugging harshly. Gojo makes a squeak of surprise when he suddenly finds himself eye to eye with Sukuna, gaze dangerous. "Another word and I'm rescinding your reward."
"Again," Gojo pouts, lips pinching together, "what is this reward you speak of?"
Sukuna's eyes soften the tiniest bit, and he pulls Gojo's chin towards him to give him a chastise kiss. Against his glossy lips, the King murmurs, "You may take me tonight."
Gojo's eyes widen as Sukuna pulls away. "I...what?"
"Do not make me repeat it." Sukuna's face is the slightest red from faint embarrassment. "Your docility today is a first for you, so-"
Gojo swallows thickly. "So you decide to try it yourself? Quite unlike you."
Sukuna grins, a wicked, promising thing. "Oh, I don't think you'll get the submission you're expecting, Sorcerer."
"Oh? So what should I be expecting then?" Gojo wonders, licking his lips as he crawls forward.
Sukuna's eyes lower to half staff as Gojo's mouth looms over his once more. "A fight."
Out of all the things Gojo anticipated from Sukuna, he certainly didn't anticipate this.
The curse was on his hands and knees, ass facing him, back arched, face plastered into the mattress. He looks over his shoulder as he rocks back onto the two fingers Gojo slipped inside of him, not breaking eye contact even through the soft moans that fell past his lips.
"God," Gojo breathes, brows drawing together. The picture Sukuna made was a sinful one, one that was sure to come back on lonely nights to antagonize him. With his ass spread and legs open, the man was the perfect picture of compliance. Of course, his mouth being the exception.
"Are you quite done back there?" Sukuna grunts, bucking back with more force, "add more already."
Gojo swallows down his groan at the heat surrounding two fingers alone. "Okay, okay."
He slathers his fingers in more lube and inserts a third with only a little resistance. Sukuna tenses under him, and Gojo is quick to pause.
"Are you o-"
"Satoru if you don't fuck me with your goddamn fingers already, I'm going to kill you."
Gojo's brows rise at the use of his first name, shocking him out of his task. "You-"
Sukuna levels him with a seething glare. "You think I was joking about killing you? Move!"
His fingers plunge back into Sukuna again, lube squelching around the digits, and Sukuna hums in satisfaction, lips curving up in a smile. "That's it," he goads, ass bouncing back to meet the thrusts. "A little more to the left. There. Right there. God- ah-"
The sounds the curse was making were sending cascades of shivers down Gojo's back, each moan and grunt going straight to his cock. He wraps his other hand around his length as he continues opening Sukuna up, stroking in time with his fingers.
"Hands off your dick."
Gojo pauses in pumping himself, looking confused. "What?"
"No- fuck," Sukuna gasps as Gojo's fingers curl inside of him, reaching his prostate, and the sorcerer lets a shit-eating grin spread across his face.
"Come again?" Gojo purrs, leaning over Sukuna's back and into his ear. He curls his fingers again in the way that gets the curse moaning, and Sukuna turns into putty under him. "I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that."
"You bastard," Sukuna manages through clenched teeth, face scrunched in pleasure. "I was gonna- hm- say no jacking off."
He pants a bit then glares at Gojo. "I did not realize you were such a sadist."
Gojo chuckles and removes his fingers. "I've always been on the spectrum."
Just as Sukuna is about to complain about the lack of filling, Gojo replaces the digits with his mouth, tongue diving deep into his entrance. Sukuna shudders as the wet appendage explores him, swirling deep past the stretched rim, spit mixing with lube.
"Fucking hell," Sukuna moans, spreading his legs even further to accommodate the human. "So your mouth can do something other than talk."
Gojo nips on the flutters of his edges, tongue drawing a wet streak around the pucker. "Only for you," he whispers. He pulls back to gargle, only to spit lewdly on the mess, causing Sukuna to clench up. "Ah ah ah," he tuts, fingers scissoring him open, "stay stretched for me, would ya?"
The curse pauses for a moment before nodding begrudgingly, and the compliance has Gojo grinning like a madman. He had one of the most powerful beings in the world laid out bare under him, a fruit ripe for the plucking. All his to take, all his to devour.
He raises a hand and slaps the fat of his ass, and Sukuna all but jumps at the sudden pain. "Mine," Gojo murmurs, "all mine."
He removes his fingers and returns to eating him out, tongue curling and jerking within his heat. Sukuna doesn't have the energy to curse at him, too lost in the feel of hot breath and spit traveling down his walls, lube trailing down his legs. Gojo slaps his ass again, holding it with fingers curled into the flesh, marking it with his nails possessively.
"Hurry up," Sukuna murmurs, arms shaking, "fuck me. I cannot wait any longer."
Gojo doesn't stop fucking him with his tongue, and instead chuckles. "You want me to fuck you? Beg."
That gets Sukuna growling. "I'm not here to play your silly games, Satoru."
"Fuck," Gojo breathes, moving from his hole to the globes of his ass, biting down on the curve. Sukuna cries out in surprise, words choking on his tongue. "Say my name again, it sounds so hot."
"Fuck me and I'll moan it as loud as you want."
Gojo doesn't yield, as much as he wants to. He simply raises his brows. "Beg for it."
Sukuna makes a dark face. "A King shouldn't beg."
"You're right." Gojo places a long lick from his ass to halfway up his back. "Beg, peasant."
Sukuna flips them in one swift motion, legs straddling Gojo's lap, hand gripped against the soft flesh of throat. His eyes are positively murderous, but the expression only makes Gojo laugh.
"You think you're funny?" Sukuna says in a low, threatening voice, "huh? Sorcerer?"
Gojo's hands fly to Sukuna's hips, and he rocks his erection into the cleft of Sukuna's ass. A heated look of desire flashes across the curse's face before it settles back into fury. "Lighten up, baby," Gojo coos, earning himself a glare. "Degradation ain't your cup of tea?"
Sukuna starts squeezing, and Gojo's breath comes out broken. "I'm going to kill you."
"Guess not," Gojo coughs, smiling weakly at his partner.
Sukuna doesn't release his hold on Gojo's throat, and instead, rises up on steady legs. "If you're not going to fuck me, then I'll do it myself." He grabs Gojo's throbbing length with his free hand and situates it against his entrance. Gojo watches on weakly as Sukuna slowly sinks onto his cock, various looks of pleasure flickering across his features as he does.
Once he bottoms out Sukuna sighs, his hold on Gojo's throat tight enough to get the edges of his vision fading black. "Shit, it's been so long," Sukuna groans, head falling back, eyes glued shut.
"Need a minute, princess?" Gojo asks using the last of his air, lips pulled into a smirk. Sukuna releases his hold on his neck only to slap him across the cheek brutally, the sound of flesh striking flesh resounding in the bedroom.
"Call me that again and I'm gouging out your tongue."
Gojo holds his cheek, stinging pain only adding to the pleasure. "Are you always this feisty with a cock up your ass?"
Sukuna rises up and drops down with enough force to shut Gojo up, a moan cutting off his biting remarks. "Would it kill you to shut the fuck up and let me ride you?" Sukuna seethes, steadying his hands on Gojo's pale chest.
The curse starts up something agonizingly slow, slow enough that it gets Gojo holding onto his hips just to slam him back down hard onto his cock.
"I thought this was supposed to be a reward," Gojo grits, feeling the slow drag of Sukuna's walls throughout his entire body, feeling his wet heat clench up out of spite. "This is torture."
Sukuna ruts down onto his cock, and they both groan. "It's what you get for being such a piece of shit."
Gojo rolls his hips up into Sukuna, narrowing his eyes. "So you decide to tease me? I know you're not a very patient man."
The curse chokes on his words, and Gojo grins from under him. He rolls his hips again, thumbs digging deliciously into Sukuna's hips to hold him in place. "Oh? You like that?"
Sukuna bites his lower lip, curls his fingers into the meat of Gojo's chest. "Fuck you."
"But you are."
The curse glares at him, biting out a writhing, "You're a pain in the ass."
Gojo starts fucking into him eagerly, the sound of balls slapping against ass filling the air. "I bet I am, aren't I?"
Sukuna's legs struggle on either side of him, trying to regain the upper hand, but it's far too late. Gojo already takes over fucking him, cock surging in and out of his hole, thrusting with a burning desire. Sukuna surprisingly lets the switch of power happen, lets himself get bounced on Gojo's cock with the man taking the lead. It makes something in Gojo flare, that Sukuna was handing him the reins. That's not something just anyone could do. Gojo finds himself smiling softly, a look that doesn't go unnoticed by the curse.
Sukuna licks his lips between pants. "What's so funny?"
"Nothing," Gojo answers truthfully, smile widening, "it's just. You're so cute."
The curse frowns. "I wouldn't describe myself as cute."
"Oh, but you are," Gojo continues to jerk upwards without missing a beat, fucking him deep and rough. "You just don't know it."
Sukuna's about to say something else but Gojo brings his face downwards, shutting him up with a kiss. The curse seems surprised at first but soon eases into the touch, groaning against his lips as Gojo's thrusts turn sensual. He meets his lust halfway, plowing down with just as much energy. That gets Gojo smiling against his lips, pulling Sukuna closer.
"Ah, yes-" Sukuna cuts himself off with a soft cry of approval, "fuck me like that, just like that."
Gojo lets Sukuna control the rhythm for a few moments, letting him buck down onto Gojo out of his own violation. The curse's legs shake, brows drawn together in pleasure as he sheaths himself on Gojo's cock, broken moans spilling from his lips. Gojo spits curses as Sukuna does sinful things with his hips, swiveling them down on his cock, clenching up to feel every inch of him.
"Goddamn." Gojo throws his head back, swallowing thickly, eyelids fluttering.
Sukuna flashes him a smirk, not breaking eye contact as he rides him, cock slapping against Gojo's chest with every thrust downwards. The wet sounds are fucking filthy, the feel of Sukuna exquisite; it makes Gojo crave more, needing to feel Sukuna absolutely ruined by him.
Gojo is an impatient man.
So he picks up the pace.
"F-Fuck-" Sukuna shudders as he's rocked ruthlessly onto Gojo's chest, clutching onto his shoulders for leverage. "God, so good Satoru."
Gojo's hips stutter for a bit, and Sukuna whines from above him, a beautiful sound. "Again."
"Satoru," Sukuna moans, and Gojo responds in kind, fucking up into him without restraint. Sukuna's reduced to a mess of pleasure, back arched almost painfully to meet Gojo's thrusts. "Fuck, ah-"
Hearing his name slurred on the curse's tongue gets Gojo reeling, dirty little groans tumbling from his mouth. In one swift movement he flips Sukuna onto his back, pulling out of him with a filthy squelch of lube. Sukuna gasps at the movement, back hitting the bed roughly. When red eyes meet his again, brimming with desire, Gojo almost comes right then and there.
"God," he moans, reentering the curse with a deep sigh. "You're killing me here."
"I could say the same thing," Sukuna pants as Gojo picks his brutal pace back up again, rocking him into the headboard, shaking the bed with the force of the thrusts. He grabs the pillow under him out of desperation as Gojo fucks little moans out of him, jaw slack open. Gojo rolls his hips into him powerfully, rendering the curse under him useless to do nothing but just take the onslaught.
When Gojo angles his hips in a particular way, reaching deep into Sukuna, the curse lets out a strained sound. "Satoru."
Gojo lets the name travel down his body in a devilish shiver before it goes to rest in his cock. He lowers his brows in concentration as he fucks Sukuna fast and dirty, spurred on knowing he's hitting his prostate. Sukuna cries out from under him, voice going a pitch higher, eyes brimming with tears. He looks absolutely debauched, eyes rolling back in his head, and Gojo thinks he's fucked him dumb. The only sounds he makes are those of pleasure, of need, and he scrambles to collect himself only for Gojo to fuck him into pieces again.
"I'm c-close," Sukuna hiccups, breathes coming short. Gojo nods and leans forward, crashing his lips into his harshly, teeth clanking. Sukuna moans into the kiss, noises that didn't even sound like him escaping his lips, and brings his arms around Gojo's back, holding him closer. A touch intimate for someone like Sukuna, but Gojo welcomes it. He groans as the curse pulls his hair roughly, scalp screaming in pain. Blue eyes widen as he feels teeth sink down into his lower lip before lapping over the injury with a quick wipe of tongue.
Sukuna moves to his throat and bites down again, making Gojo's hips falter. Sukuna licks along his neck, breaths becoming shallow. "Oh god," he pants, kissing up his jugular. "Fuck, fuck, I'm-"
Sukuna throws his head back as orgasm surges through him, whimpering Gojo's name, digging blunt nails into his biceps. Gojo shudders within him at the same time, cock pulsing with release, mind losing itself in the pleasure. Sukuna seems to almost draw him into his heat as he peaks, and Gojo has to bite back curses as he's thrown over the edge. His mind clouds, heartbeat picks up, and fuck, he can't feel any better. Cum bubbles up around Gojo's cock, still situated deep in Sukuna, and spills over onto the mattress below. The mess is hot as hell, and he's a nasty kind of proud. He starts pulling out, wanting to see the cum still trapped by his cock, but Sukuna shakes his head.
"Stay for a bit."
Gojo blinks away the vestiges of release and stares at Sukuna in surprise. "You're asking me to keep my dick in you?"
Sukuna snorts. "Don't be an ass about it. Come here."
Gojo slowly sinks beside the curse, eyes trained on him the whole time. "So you're not planning to kill me?"
"Not yet." Sukuna saddles up to his front, face buried in his chest. Gojo stares.
"What-"
"Shut up."
Gojo's struggling to comprehend. "Are you cuddling with me?"
"Don't make it more than what it is," Sukuna snaps, narrowing his eyes.
Gojo lets a smile come across his expression. "This is totally cuddling."
"I will smite you where you lay."
"Sure you will." Gojo snakes an arm around the curse's middle and pulls him close. Sukuna tenses at the touch, then relaxes, groaning as the shift rubs Gojo's cock against his prostate.
Sukuna grumbles something under his breath and Gojo nuzzles him, lips pressing gently against his forehead. "What was that?"
"Said you're the bane of my existence," Sukuna repeats in a louder voice, and Gojo can practically feel him scowling.
"I'm honored," Gojo responds in kind, grinning into his hair. He experimentally thrusts into Sukuna and the curse moans softly, hands flying over Gojo's arms.
The Sorcerer chuckles. "Is someone ready for round two?"
"Fuck you."
"You said it yourself."
Sukuna turns in his arms, cock slipping out of his ass, giving him his back. "You're insatiable, Gojo Satoru."
"Like you're any better," Gojo snorts.
Sukuna smirks, turning to grab his chin, nails digging into flesh. "You aren't wrong."
He then brings his lips to his, licking deep into his mouth. Gojo moans into the kiss, his cock jerking in approval.
But it's over almost as soon as it starts, and Sukuna meets crimson irises with blue ones.
"Face down, ass up," he orders, voice dark.
Gojo chuckles nervously. "I'm in danger."
Sukuna only smiles, a filthy promise of what was to come. "You asked for it."
Gojo shivers as Sukuna licks his lips. "So you'll get it."
A/N: as you can probably tell, this started a lot different from how it ended. (had some trouble writing .) i never have a clearcut plan for these oneshots, they all have a mind of their own when i write. and oof had a difficult time deciding how to end this one. but hope you enjoyed regardless.
P.S. Who got the "I'm in danger" lil meme from Gojo at the end?
