Dimi B
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🔹30s 🔹 JJK (skfs, tojiita, tojikuna + various others)🔹dm for comms 🔹🔞 https://dimicard.carrd.co/ https://archiveofourown.org/users/DimitriBlaidaddy
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22. Generally I do when I spend time with my bestie, and when I watch some dumb reels we've sent to each other
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20. I don't believe we might ever find proof of extraterrestrial life, but surely it's out there somewhere, in some shape or form
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Oh this is good 👁️ It also reminds me that I've got a red riding hood skfs fic wip I need to finish
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I felt that. It's a vicious combo 💀
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sorry i’ve been online for 20+ years that grants me legal immunity from having to read or care about anyone’s hot take ever again
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19. Full lips and friendly smile
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18. Someplace where there's no major tourism. Preferably no people whatsoever, now that I think about it.
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I have one shelf for genius books, then for mangas, and then the rest are sorted by vibes where size and colour are prioritised over genre
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17. I don't know. Perhaps that I'll never have kids, but I don't even know if that counts as a belief in that sense? That's more a fact, and a decision. But I'll go with that regardless
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16. My dream home is simply filled with things that makes me happy, and colors. Colors colors colors. I'll add some of my saved pictures from Pinterest here too
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"So... Will you call me?" Sukuna squeezes his thighs, the corner of his lips curling to a hopeful smile.

Megumi can't help himself. He smiles back.

"I will."

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"Did you think you were discreet?" Sukuna teases.

"I tried."

"You did, I'll give you that. And to be fair, I didn't. It's probably mostly my fault."

"Right." It's easy to imagine that this might not be the first time that Yuji has witnessed something similar.
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"What?"

“He doesn’t have practice today. He just made sure to leave quickly. Smart kid, I’ll give him that, even if his grades are shit.”

"Are you serious?" Megumi mutters.

"Dead serious. You don't think he noticed the way you looked at me?"

“Oh.”
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“Didn’t expect you to bruise so easily.”

“You really should have.”

Sukuna laughs. “I suppose I should. Sorry about that.”

“We are going to have more to be sorry about if Yuji figures this out.”

“Oh, he knows,” Sukuna deadpans.
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Megumi closes his eyes, and not until he can breathe at a normal pace and the worst of the heat has faded does he straighten. Sukuna smiles up at him.

“I hope you have some turtleneck shirts.”

Megumi frowns as he rubs a hand over his neck. His skin is aching. “Did you leave marks?”
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There is no oxygen left in the car once he sags down with his chest resting against Sukuna’s, winded as if he had taken a sprint. Sukuna’s cock is still throbbing inside him.

“Fuck,” Sukuna groans. He cracks the door open.

"Yeah," Megumi says. It's the only thing that comes to mind. "Fuck."
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Sukuna presses kisses over his collarbones, neck, and chest, leaving marks and aching hickey all over his skin.

Sweat makes Megumi’s hair stick to his forehead, and Sukuna’s hands are holding his hips like claws. It's hectic, and sloppy.

It's the best damn sex he has had in his life.
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Of course, he is huge. Megumi isn’t even going to pretend he wasn't expecting it. They have no lube, and he couldn't care less. He'll make it work.

Megumi holds one hand pressed to the car’s ceiling to avoid bumping his head, the other in Sukuna’s hair, and rides him.
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The second they get in the backseat of Sukuna’s car, it quickly grows hectic. Between sloppy and wet kisses, Sukuna gets Megumi undressed, and Megumi hastily unbuttons Sukuna’s pants, pushes the fabric down just enough to make his cock spring free.
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Megumi’s mouth goes dry, and his hands twitches, suddenly prickling back to life again. Did he? He doesn’t know. Maybe he should have seen it coming. Should he?

“Maybe?”

Sukuna smiles. His smile is devilishly charming. The other teachers were right. Megumi was really lucky.

“Come.”
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“Thank you.” Sukuna tosses it through the open door with little care, and it bounces on the passenger seat. “I didn’t forget it, though.”

Megumi parts his lips, hesitating. “You didn't?”

“You didn’t really believe that, did you?” Sukuna hooks a finger under Megumi’s chin, tilting his head back.
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In the parking lot, he finally spots him. “Mr. Ryomen!”

Sukuna is right about to slide into the seat of a sleek, black car, because what else would he drive? He looks over his shoulder.

“Missing me already?” Sukuna asks in a smug tone.

“You forgot this.” Megumi hands Sukuna the briefcase. “Here.”
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The worst-case scenario is if Sukuna has already left. Megumi would much rather avoid having to call him for the sole reason of having to hear his voice on the phone. He will most likely not handle that well.

Megumi makes it the whole way to the main entrance with no sign of the man.