The Charity Gala - Preparations Pt1

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Afternoon of the Charity event

"Sukunaaaaah, Sukuna! You're crushing me," you grunted, squirming under his weight.  Sukuna blinked, snapping back to reality.

"Huh, no, I'm not," he insisted, propping himself up with one hand.

"Trying to smother me?" you muttered. "Seriously, are you okay? You seem kind of out of it," you said, placing both palms on his cheeks. He gave a tiny smile.

"Just thinking about how bratty you were as a kid. Some things never change, huh?" Sukuna teased, raising an eyebrow.

You groaned. "Excuse you, I've matured."

"Sure you have," he scoffed.

"Hey, I've grown up," you pouted, flipping him off.

"Stop flipping me off, or I'll make you eat shit, Buns."

You smiled innocently and flipped him off again.

"You wouldn't dare do anything to your darling girlfriend," you taunted. He chuckled and stopped you.

"You want to be a smart ass and keep trying me?" Sukuna snapped. You laughed nervously as his muscles flexed. His warning tone was a turn on.

You nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck, planting soft butterfly kisses and feeling his deep groans vibrate on your chest.

His body twitched at the sensation of your supple lips gliding against his skin, and your nails trailing along his broad shoulders.

"Fuck... where'd you learn this?" Sukuna asked, breathless. Your hand lightly grazing his inner thighs drove Sukuna crazy.

You kissed and nipped his neck, pulling him close. 'It's a secret,' you whispered seductively in his ear.

With a giggle and smirk, you pulled away to observe the red splotches and bright blushing imprints all over his skin. Sukuna narrowed his eyes.

"Brat," his voice filled with huskiness, his smirk twitching on his lips.

You smiled innocently, shrugging your shoulders. He wanted to wipe that stupid look off your face.

He chuckled. 'Keep flipping me off, and you'll get spanked,' he warned.

Sukuna flashed a wicked grin and slapped your butt, earning a small gasp. He smacked your ass again.

"Got it, smartass?" Sukuna asked, keeping a hold on you, giving you a nice squeeze. He glared and teased with the threat of another smack.

Your yelp filled the room as he landed another, much harder slap. You groaned from the sudden sting. "Okay... Okay," you purred. "I'll stop. You're always so mean, I swear," you grumbled, feeling your ass throb slightly.

Sukuna broke out in laughter. He tilted his head in satisfaction as he smirked. He gave one final, softer slap and brushed his thumb over it to soothe the stinging, aching flesh.

"That's why you love me," he rasped, his smirk unwavering as you pouted.

"Hah! I put up with you." You stuck your tongue out.

"Try saying that again with a straight face," he arched a brow, testing. He caught you with an angry pout, trying to resist smiling.

He continued chuckling and gently pinching your sides. You giggled softly . He loved hearing your sounds of happiness. It lit the fire within him to tickle your sweet spots until your adorable face was red from all the laughter and tears welling up in the corners. You cried for mercy.

"Oookaaaay," you pleaded. "I admit it, I love you!" you sang loudly in surrender. "but as much as I do, you're really heavy! So, can you stop crushing me with your huge sexy muscles?" You pushed against his chest, but he didn't budge.

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