𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹 || (Ryomen Sukuna × Reader)

Fantasizing ~ Ch21

Her eyes flutter open with the sudden chill. She is in bed, but a draft caresses her body. Are her French doors open? Looking around herself, Yn widens her eyes with shock when she notices Sukuna standing at the foot of her bed with her blanket in his hand.

"Sukuna?" She wiped her eyes and looked at him questioningly. Her arms go up to cover her chest, which is hardly covered under a bikini top.

"Don't," his husky voice commands her. "Don't cover yourself."

She don't know why she obeyed. Yn let her arms fall beside her to the bed. Sukuna's intense gaze scours every inch of her body as he drops the blanket to the floor. Her skin is seared with his hungry observation, and she can't seem to get enough air.

His naked chest shimmers in the moonlight coming through her window. He wears black pants, which hang low from his strong, narrow hips. Leaning down, he wraps his fingers around her ankles and gently eases them apart.

Yn legs, which are slightly bent at the knee, are now spread and hiding nothing except what is covered by her black short skirt.

Bending one knee onto the bed, he lowers himself until each of his hands falls beside her hips. While her knees shake with excited nerves, she watches as his head dips and kisses the top of her thigh. Yn gasps at the feel of his lips, soft and warm, against her skin. The flip-flop of her stomach is nothing compared to the throbbing at her core.

Why aren't She stopping him?

Yn is scared to let him continue but completely in awe of the sensations pouring over her body. she watches him quietly as he trails more kisses, leading inward. The hair on the top of his head brushes her sex, and she grips the bed sheet to keep from wrapping her legs around his body and pressing him into her. Sukuna tongue touches her thigh with the next kiss, and the scorching heat of his mouth almost sends Yn jerking off the bed. She thread her hands through his hair, unable to control herself.

"Sukuna," Yn pleaded.

He comes to hover over her, looking down into her eyes with fire and need. While his head remains high above, never breaking eye contact, his hips meet her, and they start moving against each other. She feels Sukuna harden through his pants, and Yn likes that she does that to him. Her eyes close with the pleasure boiling her blood, and her need for him builds with the friction of his hard-on rubbing between her legs.

"Don't stop," She gasps out, the throbbing growing intensely deep inside, and she knows exactly where she needs him to be. She needs more of him.

"You're mine, Yn." Sukuna's right hand holds the side of her chest under her arm, and his thumb strokes her breast.

"Please." Between his finger on her nipple and the pulsing between her thighs growing faster with their increasing pace, Yn squeeze her eyes shut, delirious with craving. Their bodies move in a frenzy, and she takes up breath after breath to keep up. Yn don't know how long this can go on, but she knows they are building to something sweet.

"Say you're mine," Sukuna commands as he grinds into her, harder. Damn, he feels good. He lowers his lips to her's as they breathe each other in. He smells like wind and rain, and fire.

"I..." Her voice is lost. She just needs a few more seconds.

Oh, God.

"Say it," Sukuna pleads against her lips, their bodies flush with each other now. She grabs him by the hips and pulls him into her as much as their clothes will allow. Her body begins to spasm, and she holds her breath waiting for it to come.

"Say it," Sukuna whispers into her ear.

Yn jerk her hips against him and gasp out, "I'm yours." Shivers shoot through her center and trail through her belly and down her body. A wave of pleasure pours over her body like vibrations under her skin. She has never felt anything like this before.