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  Yuji wasn't exactly surprised by Sukuna's sleeping habits, but damn, they could be infuriating. By now, he had already showered, eaten breakfast, and brushed his teeth, ready for the day-they had plans, after all. But the man was still sleeping, his broad chest rising and falling slowly with every calm breath. Yuji's blood pulsed at his temples. It might as well have been noon and Sukuna wouldn't care-especially on a holiday. On workdays, waking him up at 6 a.m. was already a struggle, so Yuji always helped. Well, now he had to wake him up. What was the big deal? Waking Sukuna was harder than it should be. Doing it by force turned him into even more of an asshole-grumpier than hell and unwilling to speak to anyone until, in his own words, '𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺.' Yuji sighed. Was there any other way? Then an idea popped into his head. Something Sukuna had offhandedly mentioned once-that 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 would be a great way to wake up. Yuji groaned. Fuck his husband and that relentless libido. Leaving the doorway, he walked to the bed, where the older man had already kicked half the blankets off. Honestly, it was one of the perks of being married: Yuji liked to hog the covers, and Sukuna liked to sleep without a single thing on him. Apparently, not even clothes-just one light sheet pulled back revealed him completely nude. Yuji stared. His eyes took in the well-defined muscles bathed in morning sunlight, the slow movement of his husband's tattooed chest as he breathed. He blushed. "𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮." No matter how much he complained, his man was insanely hot. Taking a deep breath, Yuji shook off the thoughts and got to work. He moved his hands down Sukuna's legs, gently parting them to make room. He grabbed the older man's soft cock with one hand, cupping his balls with the other, and began stroking slowly-far more gently than he usually would. Normally, he'd use a firm grip because that's what Sukuna liked best. But usually, by the time Yuji had his cock in hand, it was already hard. This time, he had to build it up from scratch. He gradually increased the rhythm until he felt it begin to stiffen. Yuji's cheeks flushed as he became more aware of what he was doing. Well, he might be a lot of things, but he wasn't a quitter. After a few quick pumps, he lowered his head and took Sukuna into his mouth. Sukuna moaned immediately. A wave of panic shot up Yuji's spine-until he realized the man wasn't 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 awake. His breathing had picked up and he was getting harder by the second as Yuji ran his tongue along his length. If this worked, Sukuna would be awake soon. With renewed motivation, Yuji got to it-throating him at a steady pace, then pulling back up. Sukuna's breath was becoming ragged. Every now and then, a soft sound of pleasure escaped him as Yuji continued stroking with his hand while sucking him. He licked and kissed the head, gave some attention to the foreskin, then slid down the entire shaft again. Drool dripped from his chin, but he didn't care. He always got messy sucking his man's dick-and somehow, it was always so damn good. His own boxers were getting too tight as his erection strained against the fabric. Yuji deep-throated Sukuna again, and the sensation of being full made him moan around the length. He kept his rhythm but began rubbing himself through his underwear as his mind spiraled. '𝘎𝘰𝘥, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩... 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵-' '𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵.' He was doing this for a reason, wasn't he? Shaking off the lust for a second, Yuji glanced up. Sukuna was breathing hard, occasionally groaning in pleasure-but that bastard was still 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦. Yuji's blood boiled. So his mouth wasn't good enough to wake the great and mighty Ryomen Sukuna? Bastard. He'd show him. Ignoring any warning from his gag reflex, Yuji shoved the cock deep in again, fucking his throat now with intense, determined strokes. He bobbed his head along the entire length, sucking like his life depended on it, massaging his balls all the while. He sucked hard on the head, teasing every sensitive nerve, then switched to stroking it roughly with his free hand. Sukuna's breathing turned ragged, his chest heaving as sweet sounds spilled more freely from his mouth. "𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥." Any second now. Yuji used his mouth again, licking up the shaft and taking it deep one more time. "FUCK, YUJI, I'M GONNA CUM-" Sukuna suddenly shouted and moaned, but it was already too late. Yuji's lips were right on the tip as it spilled thick, hot streams of cum, coating his mouth, lips, and cheeks. It took a moment to process what had just happened. His face was covered, cum dripping from his chin and hands, mixing with his spit. Sukuna's breathing had steadied. And he was 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 now-definitely 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦. Yuji spat the semen off his tongue onto Sukuna's stomach. "YOU ASSHOLE!" he shouted. "YOU WERE AWAKE THE WHOLE TIME!" Sukuna laughed freely, speaking through the chuckles. "I was expecting my beautiful wife to bring me breakfast in bed, but this was way better!" Yuji threw a punch at him, but Sukuna caught his wrist in the air before it landed. "So, baby," he winked, "you gonna let me fuck you now, or what?" Horrified, Yuji looked down-his husband's erection hadn't gone down at all. "Are you serious?!" Yuji yelled, just as Sukuna shoved him face-first into the mattress and yanked down his boxers. "At least take a shower first!!!" "No way. We're gonna be dirty anyway, so shower 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳." With a devilish grin, Sukuna positioned himself behind Yuji, ready to claim him. He smeared his own cum along his cock and eagerly pressed against Yuji's entrance, spreading the younger man's ass cheeks in his hands. A moan escaped Yuji's lips, blending pleasure with a deep, content sigh at the touch. Now fully in control, Sukuna did what he wanted-pushing inside firmly, feeling the initial resistance melt into a hot, pulsing tightness wrapping around him as he sank in completely. Moans and gasps turned into a messy symphony of pleasure and desire echoing through the room. Sukuna moved with skill, adjusting his pace, hands exploring Yuji-gripping his thighs, skimming around soft skin, then returning to his waist to guide him forward and back. He pulled out just to smack Yuji's left ass cheek hard, earning a whimper in return. "Turn over." Yuji sighed and lay back, spreading his legs wide and biting his lower lip-this boy was gonna be the death of him. "Damn, what I'm gonna do to you can't even be written down," Sukuna whispered, positioning himself between Yuji's legs. The younger man wrapped his arms around Sukuna's neck, pulling him in for a kiss. "I love you." The words made Yuji whisper it back, flushed and breathless, their tongues muffling each other's moans. Sukuna lined himself up again and pushed in fully, brushing Yuji's prostate just right. "SUKU...MMMNA!!!" Yuji's muffled moan melted against his lips as Sukuna thrusted deeper and harder. Yuji's legs trembled, each stroke against his prostate sending shivers from his fingertips to his core. "AH! I'M GONNA-!" he cried, his climax tearing through him as Sukuna stroked him and kissed his neck possessively with every thrust. "Yuji!" Sukuna thrust deep and came hard inside him, one hand tangling in pink strands as he leaned down to kiss him again. Slowly, Sukuna eased the rhythm until the aftershocks of his orgasm faded. He withdrew, and Yuji whimpered at the sudden emptiness. Their breaths steadied as they tangled together on the bed. Yuji rested his head on Sukuna's chest, listening to the soft heartbeat like a lullaby. Sukuna gently ran his fingers through Yuji's hair, a touch full of affection and devotion. "Now let's shower," he said, satisfied between the soft sheets. Yuji nodded, pushing him off the bed with some effort, then raised his arms expectantly: "Take responsibility. And we're late, remember? We were supposed to meet the others," he said, waiting as Sukuna picked him up. He saw the man's eyes widen slightly as they headed to the bathroom. "I totally forgot," Sukuna admitted with a guilty grin. "Can we cancel?" "Absolutely not. Gojo and Megumi are waiting, they 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 you by now." Yuji was placed on the anti-slip floor inside the shower and turned it on. Sukuna hugged him from behind and let out a defeated groan, resting his chin on Yuji's head. "Don't think you're off the hook. It's a holiday, not a funeral." Sukuna grunted again as he began soaping Yuji's body. "I don't wanna go... Gojo's annoying. I don't wanna deal with him today." Yuji turned to hug him, looking up until Sukuna leaned down. He kissed his nose, then his cheeks, his chin, forehead, and lips. "It won't be that bad. After we do what they want, we can go to that horror park you love so much. Just the two of us." Sukuna gave a wide smile, the excitement shining in his crimson eyes. "Alright. Deal."

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