❝ why do you like to fucking argue so much? ❞ - ryomen sukuna
❝ why are you so fucking easy to start an argument with? ❞ - noemi hughes
╰ 🍯 ⊹. in which two short fused people have to share a dorm, and unsurprisingly don't along. ༉‧
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 loading . . . ❝ chipotle&kisses ! ❞ warning; first of all, smut, second of all, she says daddy, bc i'm freaked out, third of all, hopped deaduzz into the smut, we don't get hi's and hello's 'round here potna
- | 🪼 | -՞ AFTER noemi's hour was up, she was met with a knock on the door and her chipotle bowl being set down in front of her. on the side away from her papers on her vanity, a mexican sprite was set down, its top already popped off since sukuna knew she struggled with them.
before she could even close her notebook, sukuna was bending down, his bigger hands palming her breasts. his lips latched onto her shoulder blade, kissing up her neck before parting to suck on her skin.
she genuinely thought he was joking when he said he'd give her 'something' if she studied for an extra hour. honestly, she wasn't complaining though. she'd be insane to turn down some dick from her man, and she deserved it for putting aside her hate for studying just for him.
and that chipotle bowl.
"stand up, c'mon." sukuna instructed as his hands suddenly fell from her figure. his body reeled back to stand up straight, dark eyes following noemi as she pushed herself up from her vanity. standing in front of him, she watched him lift her up, pulling her over his shoulder like sack of potatoes.
"we'll try something new today," he said teasingly, the girl dangling off him as he walked to her room. a sharp slap was delivered to he ass in the process, a grin forming on the salmon haired man's lips.
the stinging made her squeal, her eyes narrowing as she punched his lower back. "you supposed to be nice and rewarding me," she complained, "so, eat a bitch cat a'sum..."
"your reward was the chipotle," sukuna corrected slyly. he dropped her on the bed, leaning down to kiss her cheek while he tugged down her pants. lowly, he added, "but imma do more than eat yo' cat. y'know that, baby."
the acknowledgment made her pulse, her brows creasing together as she glanced away from him. "'cause you know better." she murmured.
he fed into her murmur with a grin, responding with, "yeah, i know better." then he was capturing her lips in a kiss, fingers still focused on getting her pants and underwear off her ankles.
as their lips smacked together, noemi's fingers ended up tangled in his hair, holding him down against her. the second he pulled back, she was pouting.
although it was wiped away when he spat down on her clit, spreading her folds with his fingers to watch it slide down. his thumb pressed against the sensitive flesh, swiping it gently before dragging his fingers down to slide a digit inside her.
she let out a gasp, her thighs spreading wider as she pulled him in for another kiss. locking lips once again, his finger focused on pumping inside of her, her pussy quickly getting wetter around him.
