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I woke up to another mess in the living room
Broken bottles all around my feet
They came again in the night under a crescent moon
Didn't wake me in my sleep
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It was a normal day for Father Gojo; leading the mass, ending up in a confessional, giving a green light to all sinners who came to cleanse their conscience. He had to admit it was a boring profession because the sins they chose to talk about were incredibly dull and repetitive. Not ounce of honesty, those people had.
So it was a good thing he had successfully bound a demon to himself. It took years and multiple failures, but finally, after so much hard work, he had a feisty but forcefully obedient pet that was there to help with his urges.
A demon called Sukuna, currently kneeling between his legs and mouthing at Gojo’s cock through his underwear. He was more masculine and ripped than Satoru would prefer, but it gave him a power ride that fed his ego. Dominating such a beast was a feat in itself; not to mention that the demon was unusually bratty and cocky.
Sukuna glared at Gojo, waiting for permission because the bastard liked to play with his time. The demon had better things to do, thank you very much, but the annoying priest was some kind of sadist. Always taking him apart in the slowest ways he could think of, kissing and marking, edging him to no end.
Finally, Gojo ran his fingers through Sukuna’s hair, signaling that he should get to work. He wasn’t a sex demon so being degraded to one was incredibly humiliating, but Satoru’s soul was too tempting for him to say no. Well, that and his effect every time the demon wanted to refuse.
Sukuna took the priest’s cock out of his underwear, as always frowning at the size. The bastard’s cock was absurdly big and he wondered if anyone had ever managed to take its entirety into either of their holes. It was more of a biological weapon than a reproductive organ. The most they had ever done together was blowjob or facefucking but Sukuna knew it would change that evening.
Some pathetic loser was trying to confess their sins on the other side of the confessional and Sukuna scoffed inwardly. If only the poor bastard knew what the priest was currently up to. Sukuna felt the tug at his hair and so he looked up just to see a dark look in Gojo’s eyes, too dangerous for his liking. He glared but knew he was in a losing position anyway. He started licking the cock’s head, teasing the slit while pumping the shaft with his hand. The grip on his hair tightened and Satoru let out a silent groan, saying something back to the sinner on the other side. Sukuna opened his mouth wider, taking half of the priest’s cock into his mouth and immediately sucking on the dick. It was intoxicating and dizzying, the smell of Satoru’s musk was clouding his senses, forcing him to obey. Every time the demon was pleasuring Gojo, he involuntarily got lost in it. It would be so easy to bite the bastard’s dick off but it felt like there was some kind of spell cast on Sukuna.
You’re just a slut, my darling, Gojo would say as a response, then laugh cruelly.
You love to get dominated, he would tell him after all was done.
You’re my possession, my little pet, Satoru would coo sweetly, caressing Sukuna’s cheek.
I will never let you go, he would threaten lovingly.
Sukuna started sucking earnestly as if his life depended on it, moving his tongue around and pumping what didn’t fit into his mouth with his hand. He dared to sneak a look at Gojo, who was currently looking at him with a predatory gaze, his face distorted in a manic smile with a promise of more. Satoru licked his lips at the sight of Sukuna’s mouth filled to the brim, his eyes impossibly huge and pupils dilated, saliva dripping on the side of his mouth and covering Gojo’s cock.
The sinner on the other side was rambling and so Gojo dismissed him with some phrase about forgiveness. Then, he took hold of Sukuna’s head and slammed his hips forward, thrusting deep into the demon’s mouth. Sukuna gagged, surprise written across his face, but he quickly recovered, relaxing his muscles to accommodate Gojo.
Satoru was fucking the demon’s throat with all his might, relishing in the tears that accumulated in his pet’s eyes, just to dribble down his cheeks. The deep blush covering his face and the hateful glare he was giving Gojo, made the action even more enticing; a monster like Sukuna, degraded to a mere fuck toy by a priest of all people, kneeling in a confessional. Satoru could come up with so many metaphors and beautiful comparisons, but he was too high on the pleasure to bother with such things when the debauched thing in front of him was taking him so well.
Sukuna’s senses were on fire, yet at the same time, the fog settled on his brain, making him submit involuntarily. It was rare for him to let others have complete control; it was so freeing when he didn’t have to worry about making a decision or choosing his words. Every time Gojo’s cock hit his throat, he would suck happily to add to the pleasure just to be of service.
Satoru’s pace started to become uncoordinated and hurried, his grip on the demon’s hair tightened so maneuvering his head would be easier. Chasing his pleasure, Gojo didn’t care enough to be mindful of Sukuna’s comfort but none of it mattered. Finally, the priest spilled deep into the demon’s throat, giving a few shallow thrusts to fully empty himself inside of his pet who deserved everything that Satoru had to offer.
He pulled his cock out of Sukuna’s mouth that stayed open, the demon’s eyes blurry and unfocused, but looking up at Satoru as if waiting for further instructions.
“Have you prepared yourself?” Gojo asked in a rough voice which sent shivers down Sukuna’s spine. He nodded, sluggish, moving to stand up on shaky legs. “Show me,” he demanded, his eyes cold but full of lust. The demon turned over, leaning on the door to the confessional. He moves his hand to spread his ass cheeks, presenting his hole to the priest.
Gojo smiled maniacally, satisfied with the demon’s obedience and the view before him. He took a hold of the buttplug nesting inside of Sukuna and pulled harshly, making the other hiss. Then, he pushed the toy inside forcefully and repeated the motion for a few seconds to hear the sounds of pain mixed with pleasure coming out of the demon’s mouth. Finally, the priest pulled the toy out, making Sukuna gasp.
“Just do it slowly,” he murmured, biting his lower lip. Satoru paused, a fragment of curiosity nesting inside his brain.
“And why is that?”
“I’ve never done it before,” he hissed, his face becoming red out of embarrassment and frustration. It was horrible that a mere human would defile him and take away his first time, let alone a priest! He was too cocky and Yuuji had warned him too many times not to underestimate those lowly creatures. They were created by God, after all; one of the cruelest and sneakiest beings in the universe.
“Oh?” Gojo responded with a dangerous hint in his voice. “Awww, sweetheart,” he cooed in a fakely sweet voice and it made Sukuna shudder. It was much more horrifying than the priest’s usual hungry tone. “You saved yourself for me? How romantic of you.”
“It’s not because of you!” Sukuna snapped, turning his head around and sending Gojo a glare behind his shoulders. Satoru chuckled dismissively. “I’m not a succubus so I don’t have any fucking reason to have sex.”
“I’ll try to be gentle but I’m not promising anything,” Gojo hummed, eyeing the lubed-up entrance. He licked his lips, appreciating how the hole twitched, opening and closing as if in anticipation. He pumped his cock, then lined up with Sukuna’s rim. In one quick and forceful thrust, he sheathed himself inside, groaning at the overwhelming tightness. Sukuna’s eyes flew open in shock, the pain searing through his entire body.
“Fucker!” Sukuna mewled, gripping tightly any surface he could get his hands on. He tried not to show his discomfort too much, instead focusing on taking deep, slow breaths. “You were supposed to go slow,” he hissed after he realized that Gojo was giving him some time to adjust to his size.
And thank God (no pun intended) for that because Satoru’s dick was no joke. Maybe that was why he had chosen priesthood because there was no way in hell any human could take his cock and leave the intercourse unharmed.
“You looked so good I couldn’t help myself,” he murmured into Sukuna’s ear. Gojo’s hands caressed the demon’s body, trying to get him to relax and calm him down. Satoru squeezed his nipples a few times, making Sukuna whimper.
Gojo started moving, his thrust slow and shallow at first, quickly increasing in speed and depth. Before Sukuna could fully digest what was happening, the priest rammed into him with the intensity he could barely take, hitting his prostate dead on. Gojo’s dick reached so deep inside of him, setting Sukuna’s nerves on fire. He could only swear, chant the priest’s name and moan. When Satoru put his hands on the bulge of his stomach and squeezed where his cock was visible, Sukuna came with a scream.
It seemed to turn Gojo even more, judging by his quickened pace and dirty words whispered into Sukuna’s ear as his dignity was being taken away from him. Satoru didn’t stop thrusting into his pet, enjoying the small whimpers of overstimulation. When a sole tear escaped his eye, Gojo licked it off, savoring the taste. Sukuna was in heaven, letting the lowly creature manhandle his body however Satoru wanted. The demon needed more, he needed to be filled, he needed Gojo’s cum deep in his belly to carry around.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so lewd,” Satoru growled.
Apparently, Sukuna said it out loud, causing Gojo to ejaculate almost immediately. He groaned, giving a few more shallow thrusts to fuck the semen deep into Sukuna so it wouldn’t leak out. He pulled out, enjoying Sukuna’s twitching hole as if inviting him to ravish the demon till he couldn’t walk. It was a good idea for another time. He put the buttplug back inside, enjoying the way Sukuna shuddered and hissed.
“You’re all just pathetic insects trying to get power from beings like me,” Sukuna said in a rough voice, slowly coming back to his senses. Gojo chuckled, hugging the demon from behind.
“But you enjoy this pathetic insect breeding you,” he said in a cheerful voice.
“You’ll regret it when I’ll condemn your soul”, Sukuna murmured, groaning when Gojo started to pump his overstimulated cock.
“Please do. Then, you’ll never be free from me,” he sighed dreamily.
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I used to be a darling starlet, like a centerpiece
Had the whole world wrapped around my ring
I flew too closely to the sun that's setting in the East
And now I'm melting from my wings
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angel on fire by Halsey