Tempestuous

~Chapter Thirty-One~

3rd Person POV...

         His hot, wet tongue licks Megumi's cute dick which causes him to gasp out, one hand gripping the bed sheets and the other clamped over his mouth. Sukuna's thumb continues to tease around his entrance, enjoying the way it tries to suck his thumb in. Megumi tries to hold back his noises which makes Sukuna grin, his tongue swiping over his sensitive tip. How cute, he thinks he can hide how good he feels.

        Sukuna enjoys watching how his toes curl, how he tries to wiggle his hips against the tongue that continues to grow, wrapping around his member and moving in a tortuously slow pace. Megumi can feel his orgasm coming but the curse loves to ruin his wife. He pulls away, causing Megumi to whine and look at him confusedly.

        "I'll put one in-" He plants kisses up his thigh. "-and when I feel you're ready enough then you'll know." He smirks. Megumi is shaking so adorably in complete fear that it make him laugh, slamming one of his thick, veined cock's inside. His wife lets out a loud, lewd scream as both hands hold onto the bed. His resplendent eyes fill with tears, attractive flushing on his creamy skin. The walls tighten before relaxing, still tight but not to where it becomes difficult for his husband to move. Sukuna thrusts fully in and out with a steady rhythm.

        "My my Megumi, such a dirty boy. You love when I fuck your boy pussy don't you?" Sukuna coos, placing two fingers onto the boy's tongue that he places out for the curse, sucking eagerly onto them. His smaller hands hold onto the curse's wrist, trying to help keep him in place as his body is slammed into, the curse's speed increasing. If he wasn't gripping onto the curse and if Sukuna wasn't pressing on his thighs, he would've been slammed back.

      Pretty, sticky cum coats Megumi's stomach and chest but it doesn't slow down his Alpha. Most boys get ruined after anal sex, especially with a partner much larger in every way as Sukuna, they get sloppy and aren't fun anymore. The curse should know, he used to have his own harem long before his little wife was born. Reverse Curse technique is the best way to abuse a slutty omega boy's hole, it's as if he is taking his virginity for the first time again and again.

Of course, the curse knows outside of the bedroom his wife is not a slut like those in his harem. They were the real sluts, fucking anything and everything. So brainless and pathetic, no potential or anything interesting about them. Megumi has so much more, will forever be so much more. Sukuna indulges himself in these moments, enjoying how much of a whore Fushiguro can be just entirely for him. He is not a toy like those in his harem. Of course, if he was then Sukuna would never have married him.

Sukuna grins as Megumi's lean, pretty legs tremble more when the curse touches the sensitive cock. His wife sucks more eagerly onto his fingers, clearly aware but ignoring how Sukuna is fully down his throat with just two fingers. If Megumi had a bad gag reflex, this could've been a choking hazard.

The curse pulls fully out before brutally devastating the teen's hole with both cocks. Eyes blown wide, body arched and trembling, he lets out a loud cry, a broken plea for him to stop. It's forcing Megumi open and Sukuna is in true bliss at how wet and soft his wife is. He takes his fingers out the boy's mouth, saliva covering them. He runs it over the twitching dick while continuously slamming into him with both hard, demon cocks.

Broken mewls leave his pretty mouth, green eyes lost in pleasure and affliction. "Sukuna~!" The whimper trembles out. Such a good little wife, taking all of the curse inside him knowing he is destroying and hitting all the sensitive places, all the spots that drive him wild. His smaller body convulsing, Sukuna smirks and aggressively kisses the boy. His eyes squint, tears filling them before he melts into the kiss with tightly closed eyes.

Megumi is addicted to Sukuna, so much so that he can never get enough. He wraps his slender, pale arms with splotches of pink around the curse's neck to pull him closer. Both bodies burning, sweaty, and sticky. His husband growls in delight, his tongue intertwining with the smaller one. With a possessive moan, he pulls out and rams inside once more before hot, thick seed begins to spill out. His boy lets out a startled cry in their kiss, his abused walls tightening around the two cocks filling him.

The King is so rough with his hole but the kiss is filled with sweet protectiveness, arms wrapping around his body to hold him close. His tongue movements patient with boy's more inexperienced, learning tongue. He appreciates it, while of course he loves being suffocated down his throat he truly loves this too. It feels much more personal like this.

Sukuna pulls back, staring with a stoic expression. He watches the way his beloved wife's eyes are softly closed, flushing face with parted lips letting out pants. "Tired...." He mumbles. Sukuna clenches his jaw, slowly pulling out. The rim painfully stretches but not too straining due to being so slicked all around. "Sorry..."

"Shh, don't be." Sukuna presses a kiss on his cheek, sliding down and kissing around the hole. His tongue licks up the dripping slick, cleaning him softly while his wife begins to fall asleep. A satisfied smile on his face.