#human!sukuna

[skunaskitten]

The Affair

AU: human CEO sukuna x female reader

Contains: fluff, smut, cheating, lying, unfaithful sukuna

Summary: sukuna was starting feel his his marriage becoming distant and not the life he wanted anymore. After running into you it sparked a new flame in his heart, you were the life he was wanting to have, the feelings he wants to experience. You are the love he wants.

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 Sukuna took sips of his drink while sitting with the rest of the business men at the table for an after dinner party. His wife sitting next to him obviously flirting with all the other men in the room. He hears it and sees it every time he brings her to these things. The way she touches their arm and smiles while winking at them for their comments towards her beauty. They are all just boys wanting to play with a new toy, but he knows his wife will never leave him; she is wrapped around him for money.

 No one has ever made a move on his wife because of sukuna. They all feared him for being one of the powerful leading businessmen in Japan. Some believe that he runs his own clan for the yukuza. He always thinks his wife would cheat on him in a heartbeat if she met the right man here but she never has, yet. Sukuna has thought about it in the back of his mind, just the way she acts. If someone with more money than him came in she would leave or possibly cheat.

 It wasn't like he wanted to marry her out of love. It was arranged by both their families to have this marriage to merge the companies. His father was on his last line of life and needed his son to marry a wealthy woman to continue the family line. Why a rich woman? Sukuna never had a thought of being tied down with someone, but doing this will bring more money to him which he didn't mind.

 She was not that wealthy and he had plenty of money he could spend and not have an issue since her family seemed to have an issue finalized.  Five years later sukuna didn't feel like he was enjoying this anymore. Being at the age of 30 he was starting to feel like having a family was not so bad to have, since they married in their twenties, but she never liked the idea of kids. It frustrated him, they were not getting any younger and his ways of life were changing.

 Now he has to sit through these parties watching his wife eye fuck other men while he is in the same room. In the beginning of the marriage he was young and felt like kids were not necessary and the sex was great, no baggage to worry about, he could spend his money on whatever he wanted, and go wherever. Now it just bored him. It was the same thing all the time. She did have her caring moments when they were alone but going out was a different story.

 His wife liked to flaunt her wealth around when going out. Top designer bags, the most expensive jewelry that caught her eye and dresses that coast someone's entire month's savings. Sukuna had used his money all for her and himself. She never used any of her money on him, mainly it was sexy clothes to tease him with or buying something for herself. 

 Sukuna was starting to not feel loved in this marriage, it was all for money and merging companies for sukuna to own. Deep down he wanted to find a woman to fall in love with. He never got to experience those sappy romance moments. At least just one time he would like to have those with his wife but she states those are not worth her time. She would rather just have the sex, money and title.

 After a long morning at the office, Sukuna wanted to take a walk before it got too stormy with the weather. Clouds were covering the blue sky and the air was getting cold. He put on his leather jacket and walked down the street in casual clothing. Heading into the shopping area he got a quick bite to eat of a chicken wrap from one of his favorite stands. Sukuna was savoring the food as he walked, closing his eyes for a moment tasting the orange cream sauce and breaded chicken.

 Just as he walked  he bumped right into someone. Hearing their yelps and things fall to the ground with thunder overhead. Sukuna had his mouth stuffed with chicken as he opened his eyes gazing at a woman in front of him. 

 You carried some books and stopped to get a cupcake from a vendor to eat when you got home. As you were saying goodbye and thanks to the person you ran into someone. Your things falling to the ground saying sorry then looked up to meet the man standing in front of you.

 His striking blue eyes, pastel pink hair nicely groomed and his handsome face full of shock. The chicken wrap he bit into still in his mouth then took a swallow and crouched down to help you saying sorry. You heard his deep husky velvet smooth voice sending shivers through you. He noticed a cupcake box on the floor and picked it up to see the flipped over pastry with the frosting then been smashed.

"I am sorry about your books and cake. I was not looking." You smiled gazing at him picking up the things into your arms. "It's alright I was not looking either. The chicken wrap must be pretty good to not take your eyes off it." He chuckled at your comment. You can feel yourself swoon over his deep chuckle. How hot this man looked made your heart race.

 The both of you stood up feeling the sprinkling of the rain start. You looked up and sighed not knowing where to go and you didn't want to just let this beautiful man leave out of your sight so soon. He looked over at you seeing his blue eyes trail over your body making you feel insecure about yourself. "You want to go over to the cafe across the street. Get a coffee while waiting out the rain. I owe you for the cupcake."

 He asked you with a slight smirk to his lips making your legs feel limp. How dare you say no to this man. "Yes, that sounds great. I can go for something warm right now." You walked alongside him as he offered and helped to carry your books to the cafe. As he got close to a trash bin he tossed the trash from his wrap and held the door open for you, giving him a  thank you with a smile and walked inside feeling warm. The both of you found a nice table off to the side in the corner of the cafe where no one would big the two of you.

 "I am still sorry about making you drop your cake. My name is ryomen sukuna. Pleasure running into you." He held out his hand to you as you took it, telling him your name. He smirked and brought your knuckles to his face and pressed his soft lips to your skin. A blush filled your cheeks feeling the warmth and softness of his lips. How you wished to feel them on your neck and other parts of your body. A chuckle escaped him then let your hand go saying "what would you like, I got the payments." "Hot chocolate will do." You told him with a deep blush trying to look away from his gaze.

 He smiled then went to order the drinks leaving you at the table a blushing mess for how charming he was already and soon he came back with the drinks. You took the cup from him as it warmed your hands and looked out the window seeing the rain start to pour, smelling the scent of coffee and your hot chocolate. Sukuna looked over you watching you watch the rain studying the features of your face, how pretty and cute you are just from this short encounter. Just a normal woman he dreamed to spend his time with.

 You took a sip of the chocolate and looked over to him with a smile. Sukuna had a slight blush and sipped on his drink. He didn't know why he was so nervous to be around someone like you. With his status and looks to make any woman drop to their knees and beg for him to take them. A man like him can have any woman fall at his feet. Or was he feeling guilty for wanting to cheat on his wife? Maybe he should try to work things out with her? But he didn't want to reveal his true self to you just yet being worried about how you would change into a woman like all the others. That's when he noticed you smiling at him snapping his thoughts away.

 He looked over at you, seeing you giggling and said "sukuna did you hear me?" 

"Uhh no I am sorry. I was thinking." "It's ok I get lost in the rain too. I asked,  how old are you?" He looked at his cup and said "I'm thirty, what about you?" You smiled and took a drink then said "I am 25." 

 Sukuna smirked and said "you have a man waiting for you at home?" You shook your head with a blush. "No, I am single. Have not found the right person I guess. Why, you have someone at home?" He looked away feeling the guilt and tried to find words to say. "It's been rough. With my love life. Just been lonely."

 Your face frowned then beamed a smile to him trying to lighten the mood. You can tell it was a touchy subject for him. "I know how it feels you will find someone I am sure of it. You are a really good looking man. I am surprised you don't have someone." 

A blush filled your cheeks while you talked as he looked at you with the smirk that sent butterflies through your stomach. "I can say the same to you. A pretty woman like you. Surprised you are not taken already."

 Looking away from his stare with a deeper blush filling your cheeks and continuing to drink your hot chocolate trying to ignore the flips in your stomach. The both of you talked for a while longer just a few things about what you two did today until the rain stopped signaling to end this moment. "I should get back home before the rain starts again then we will be stuck here." Sukuna chuckled then said "I don't mind being stuck with you again. I can walk you home. If that is alright with you?" 

 You smiled wide letting him join you on your walk back home, he helped by carrying the books while you still had the box of the destroyed desert. "Again I feel bad about your cake." You laughed at him for apologizing so much even though you said it was no issue. "Sukuna, it's fine. I am not worried about the cake. I am just glad I didn't knock you over or something."

"Really a little thing like you knocking me over?" You shrugged saying "well you know what they say the bigger they are the harder they fall." Sukuna smiled playfully at you hearing your chuckles. You started to notice the flirting between the two of you but didn't care, there is a single hot man walking you home, you are allowed to flirt.

 "So sukuna I wanted to ask. The tattoos on your wrist I noticed earlier. I just didn't say anything and didn't want to be rude."

 He hummed and looked ahead of him saying "its not a rude thing to ask me,, they are just bands i have on my wirts something o got when I was younger." You looked at him walking curious about him. "So got any more?" He looked at you raising an eyebrow then gave you a playful smirk. "I do. Want to see them?"

 You blushed at the thought of even wanting to see them. Just wanting to see what the rest of him looks like. "I don't know. Where are they located?" He chuckled still with that flirtatious look and said "I got them on my chest, abs, back." You hummed looking away not wanting this conversation to get too heated since you just met.

When you got home he saw the simple apartment's just right for someone like you. Someone that was so easy to talk to and not like the people he is always around. He walked you to your door and the two of you stood in front of it looking at eachother. He handed you the books carefully into your arms and looked at you. 

"Thank you again sukuna for today. I guess it was nice bumping into you." Sukuna smiled softly enjoying the short time with you seeing your kind eyes and shy smile.

Though he didn't want to cut you from his life so soon. "Hey y/n. I know we have just met but I would really like to get to know you more. Want to go on a date this weekend? It can be somewhere a fancy restaurant or a simple one." You looked at him in shock, never thinking you had a shot with this man. You can not let him slip away so quickly so you answer too fast. "Yes!" 

He was stunned a little to hear how quickly you answered"Oh well then where to?" 

You looked around embarrassed for sounding so desperate. "Uhmm anywhere is fine really. We can even just go to the cafe again. If you like." Sukuna hummed then pulled out his phone making a contact for you. "Give me your number and we can talk later to arrange a date, time and place." You told him your number as he typed it into a very expensive looking phone.  "Well, a very professional business like of you." You told him with a giggle as he looked at you worried you caught onto him but then relaxed seeing you smile.

 Both of you said your goodbyes as you gave him a little wave. Sukuna got home seeing his wife in the kitchen cooking. He sighed thinking he should just not worry about you that much because there she was cooking dinner for the two of them. She turned around saying "hello love glad you came home. I missed you." 

 He watched her walk out from behind the counter dressed in see-through laced underwear. A sultry smirk on her face then bit her lip at him. "I missed you. Your little housewife is making you dinner." 

 Sukuna wasn't  in the mood tonight, he just wanted to spend normal time with her. It was always just sex between them for most of the relationship. They would bang it out and go to sleep then wake up to go to work.

 Sukuna gave it to her anyway that night after dinner. Pounding into her releasing his frustrations, hearing the way she barked his name with the same tone as always. When she found her release she was already done and he found it strange to why she wanted to end it so quickly. He didn't even get his release like always. He let her go away to the bathroom as he laid there and needed to pump his cock with a quick thought of you making him freeze a moment but then continued to finally get his release.

 The next day you stayed at home reading one of the new books you bought when your phone began to ring with a number you didn't recognize, answering it to hear the voice of sukuna that brought a shiver through you. You smiled happily when he called you, hearing him talk.

"Hey so about the date. You free Saturday evening? We can go to the cafe." 

"Yes, it sounds perfect. We can meet there." Sukuna said "good i will see you until then sweetheart." When he hung up you began to blush at the nickname he called you. You saved his number with his name with a pink heart next to it for his hair.

 Throughout Friday you were texting sukuna asking about his day as he asked how you were. You were with your friends at the mall when they noticed your distraction on the phone seeing the slight smiles that appeared on your face. They began to bug you, wondering what you were doing since you were so invested in your phone. You made the mistake of telling them that you were talking to a guy you just met. Now they demanded a picture of him just to see how good he looked for you.

 Letting out a sigh you asked sukuna for a picture of him and he delivered with no questions. You noticed the picture taken from his chest up seeing a dark suit he is wearing with a red tie and Hair nicely groomed with a toothy smirk he gave in the picture. Fuck he was so good looking. You asked him about the suit and he told you he was at work, you both never asked about work life, but you can save that for the date.

 Showing your friends the picture they started to gawk and drool over him. "No way you met him." "He is hot and so delicious." "Look at the smile the hair those eyes oh please tell us you are fucking him." "If you don't want him I will take him." These were many ongoing comments from your friends. You knew it was a bad idea to say anything about sukuna. They so badly wanted you to be in bed with him just so you can tell them what he looks like under the sheets.

 When Saturday came around you went through your closet to see what you were going to wear and the weather was in your favor so you went with a black skirt, a button up red shirt and  did your hair nicely but not too fancy, it was just a cafe date nothing more. 

 Going into the cafe you sat at the same table where you guys first had a real talk. You gave him a text telling him you were there at the same table when waiting out the rain. Sukuna saw the message and smiled texting back 'our table'. Seeing the message you smiled wide then looked out the window hiding your blush from the world.

 Hearing the bells chime you looked over feeling your heart beating fast and butterflies in your stomach. You gazed over sukuna seeing him dressed in his leather jacket, a dark red button dress shirt and black jeans with dark leather boots. He walked over your way with a smile making you blush. Both of you said hello and smiled shyly to each other.

 "Did you order anything?" You shook your head no and said "not yet I was waiting for you." Sukuna smiled and got up to order a coffee for you and  himself, a cold brew coffee the two of you both liked.

 You looked at him and said "so I noticed you in a suit. What is your work?" He smirked and said "I uhh work for a big company doing email and stuff. Big office things." "Oh so working for the big boys then." You asked him with a giggle. He leaned over the table with a flirtatious smirk saying "What if I am the big boy?" 

 You chuckled and said "I would be very surprised and curious to know why a big business man would want to date someone like me, not rich and simple." 

 Sukuna smiled and said "there is nothing wrong with simple. I see the way the men act in the office. They get bored of the same thing and just want something normal in life after living a life of luxury. Sometimes they just want a normal thing in life. So what about you, what work do you do?" 

 You looked away from your drink, turning your attention to him and said "I work at a small book store near the mall. There is nothing exciting about it." Sukuna smiled and said "must be nice and stress free compared to where I am. People yelling getting frustrated for not getting emails or getting late responses." 

 You slightly bit your lip then let it go saying "well you look very good in a suit. I like it." He smiled wide and chuckled as you saw a light blush over his face. Fuck he is cute when he is shy. After drinking the coffee sukuna got up to the counter then came back with a cupcake from the cafe and shared it with you. 

 This whole date seemed like a sappy romance story you read from time to time. A mysterious hot man you just met, that could be rich and somehow interested in you. Or this could turn bad and be pulled into some illegal stuff. As the sun went down you were near the end of your date with sukuna and let out a sigh.

 He was charming, sweet and so hot. You just needed a few more dates with sukuna just to see his personality. Again he walked you home before sunset But this time you gave him a hug to say your goodbye feeling the warmth that came from him and how built his body felt. Sukuna froze a little but then placed his arms around you in response to your hug. He forgot he was not in his business mode, not used to people hugging him, this was just two people out on a date.

 After the date during the rest of the week the two of you texted each other all the time everyday or every night. You sent pictures of yourself cooking or  sitting around the house, but mainly your bed. While he did the same but it was all him outside of a balcony or in an office, none of them were any of his home. You wondered why but you didn't question him, he probably liked his privacy.

 You still always tell him how handsome he is in the suits and he always responds with a winking face or sending him a picture of himself winking at you. Still you can not believe how flirty the two of you have become. You just met him a few days ago and now it's like you can be normal around him. Shamelessly you started to save pictures of him he sent to you. Making one of the pictures of him winking as his contact photo, you ended up blushing everythime he called to say hello.

 Sukuna began to notice his wife was coming home later than normal from her side of the company. He raised an eyebrow seeing her walk in quietly and fixed her shirt and fixed herself in the mirror by the door. "You alright dear?" Sukuna asked, startling her as if she was not expecting him to be home already or in the living room. She smiled and came to him, placing a kiss on his cheek telling him an i love you and walked away swaying her hips down the hall to the bedroom.

 He noticed she was being more distant lately and not going after him for sex this week since she always does. It started to worry him that she was actually cheating on him now. He noticed she hadn't been on her period this month so she probably was about to start it. It was normal for her to act like this when about to start  and to be irregular. She would be distant from him as if she didn't want him touching her. It hurts his heart to watch her push him away when all he does is want to make her feel better. All he wanted to do was comfort her to make her happy but he can not keep throwing himself to someone who won't accept him.

 He was having a stressful morning trying to get people in order, running around the office figuring out meetings and responding to emails. His wife was ignoring him the whole morning, making him even more upset. 

 Sukuna watched his wife walk into his office and told him he was leaving for a while. He raised an eyebrow and said "where are you going?" She looked over at him and said "uhh I am just going out for a bit to the spa and relax. Why?" He leaned over his desk and said "because I worry about you. You are my wife. I am just wondering  where you are going to make sure you are safe." She giggled and said "sukuna my love no need to worry I am a big girl I can handle myself." He watched her walk to him and place a kiss on his lips. He smiled and told her to be safe and watched her walk away.

 Over the next few hours he texted his wife to see if she was alright and what she was doing but there was no response. He tried calling her then she answered with an annoyed voice. Why did she sound annoyed? "I was just calling to make sure you are alright, you are not answering my text." She scoffed at him over the phone  and said "so needy sukuna I am trying to relax. Just leave me alone for a while please." He hung up with whatever and got ready to leave the office. 

 The whole drive he felt angry and wanted to go to the high in club to let off steam, maybe flirt with women but instead sukuna wanted to call you. Maybe you can calm him down well he knew you could. He parked his car near the outside shopping area then stripped off his suit coat, and tossed it in his car. Sukuna placed on his leather jacket hearing the phone ring for you hoping you will answer. 

 You suddenly answered with a smile and an excited "hello sukuna how are you today?" He sighed saying "not too well I had a stressful morning. What about you?"

 You walked along the sidewalk with a book in your other arm saying "I was good today. I am actually out right now. Kinda been thinking about you." Sukuna smiled and closed his car door standing outside of it saying "where are you? I will meet up with you." "Where it was nice bumping into you." A playful smile pulled at your lips as he did the same. "I will be on my way sweetheart." 

 Sukuna walked to the same area where he ran into you as his eyes scanned the area to look for you till he heard his name being called out. His eyes locked onto you seeing the smile on your face waving at him and walking over to him with a chicken wrap in your hand. "Here I thought you might be hungry. I know it's your favorite." He chuckled with a bright smile and took the wrap saying thank you. You gave him a big smile feeling proud for making him feel better. Sukuna watched you pull out your own wrap and noticed the book in your arms as well.

"Another book?"

"Oh yes I saw this one and put a hold on it. It's about Japanese mythology. Though it's the smaller one, I have been wanting to get the bigger one with all the lore it comes with an art book of the creatures. But it's a little out of my pocket. And it has a beautiful cover box for the book." Sukuna unwrapped his food as you did the same taking bites of the wrap. You and him just walked alongside each other eating, not talking and found your way to a park to take a stroll around. 

 He enjoyed the time with you, hearing you laugh at his comments and the excitement of yours when you saw a dog coming your way. How you smiled at the little things and cared for the smallest of creatures. Pointing at birds that perched on trees taking pictures of butterflies and the setting sun. His wife never liked the thought of animals, calling them filthy and useless, some look better on a wall. 

 How much he changed as he got older and the new look on his life with his wife. He wanted everything to change.

 The both of you heard the cries of a child as you looked over seeing a mother clean off the knee of a small boy who had fallen a foot away from you. She looked through her purse for a bandage but didn't have anything as she sighed and scoffed a damn it. You quickly pulled off your small backpack and dug through a small zipper bag shaped like a toad. Sukuna watched you curiously seeing you  pull out a bandage from the bag.

 He watched you walk over to the mother handing her the bandage to her as she thanked you and smiled. His wife would never do that because she thought kids were gross. You walked back to sukuna with a smile then continued your walk with him.

 Sukuna was starting to have a deep crush on you and wanted to know you more on a personal level rather than your likes and dislikes. 

"How do you feel about riches? What is your opinion on the rich life? Do you want to be rich?" You gave him a confused look and said "well that is a loaded question I have never been asked before." You looked down at the sidewalk in deep thought.

"Honestly I don't really mind money it's nice to have. But I am not set on needing to be rich. Extra money is nice to have to save up for later things in life, maybe better living. More books." You chuckled at the last part as he smiled and said "you like books don't you." "Is it not that obvious? Yes I love books. I want a big enough library in my home so I can just read, with a warm cup of tea, and a blanket. Possibly cuddling up against my man." 

 Sukuna smiled slightly and said "sounds wonderful." You smiled wide looking up at him and walked closer to him, noticing his pants looked like they were part of a suit and the dress shirt he was still wearing. "Did you just get off of work when you called?" He sighed and said "yes it was too much today." "You should take a vacation sometime. To a beach or a fancy getaway."  You said as Sukuna chuckled looking at the sky saying "I wish but it probably involves me taking my work with me."

 Feeling the wind chill over your exposed arms made you shiver and skin bump up. Sukuna noticed your discomfort and hugged  yourself as he stopped making you look at him. He stripped off his jacket and handed it towards you offering you the clothing "Here." You took it slowly then traded his jacket for your small backpack.

 "What is this some kind of sappy romance movie?" You said with a smile. He looked at you and said "I can just take it back." 

Your arms went around the jacket and said "no it's warm." He smiled with a laugh and carried your bag. A smile formed on your face seeing such a handsome confident man like him carry a tiny backpack. For some reason you drifted closer to sukuna rubbing your arm against his feeling a heat rise to your cheeks. Smelling his scent from his jacket somewhat comforts you. The smell of natural soap, something of jasmine mixed with his man sent. Sukuna felt his hand graze yours as he looked to you from the corner of his eyes, seeing a blush on your cheeks while you took the wife of his jacket.

 How you make his heart twist like a teenager again with a crush. He never got to be with someone like you. His whole life was nothing but forced to be with certain people for his rich status, to be with people for the photos and forced into a marriage. He took a step further with his beating heart and wrapped his hand around yours, intertwining his fingers through. A smile formed on your face feeling the warmth of his skin and strength of his hand without him squeezing it.

 Sukuna looked at you to see if he made the right move and when he saw you smile and your fingers rub across his knuckles he knew he did the right thing. His thumb running over your knuckles comforting and easing your nerves.

 "Hey sukuna what is your take on the life you want? Like what are your dreams?" It was your turn to ask life questions. 

 Sukuna took a glance at you and wanted to say, someone like you to be in his life. To say he hates the life he has now, that no one cares for what he wants, only doing it for the money.

"I don't really know, I guess I am just going with the flow of life. Wherever the river takes me. I mean it did throw you in my path. We would never know what holds in store for us later in life. Having someone to be there for me would be nice to have. But I can not complain about what I have now."

 You stared at him listening to how knowledgeable his words are, while your answer would have just been a I don't know. He was right. 

"Yea that is true but it's alright to feel frustrated from time to time. All we want in life is to be happy and to be a little greedy with something we want to make us happy. To take the pain away from the truth of life. Something to wash away your pain and forget the world."

 Sukuna looked at you with a soft smile you hadn't seen on him before and it made your heart flutter. "Shall I take you home now." You would rather stay with him longer but you knew he had to go home, eat dinner and go to work in the morning. "I guess we should leave, I got to make dinner for myself." He chuckled then pulled your intertwined hand to his lips feeling them place a soft kiss to your knuckle. "If you like or want to, we can go on another date soon." You agreed with a smile and blush to your cheeks.

 When you got to your place standing with your back to the door and facing sukuna with a smile as you stripped off his jacket trading it for your back pack. "Thank you for letting me use your jacket. Hope I kept it warm for you." Sukuna placed it on with a loud chuckle then smiled at you. You really didn't want him to go. He has been the best company you had in so long and life has been getting lonely. 

 You gaze trailed to his hand that was holding yours seeing the black nail polish on his finger nails that were not there when you went on the first date. "You painted your nails?" He lifted his hands to show you with a smile and said "I get bored at home sometimes so I paint them." You hummed then stepped closer to him feeling a little brave to wrap your arms around his torso and hug him. Sukuna froze then hugged you back as he leaned his head down and pressed his lips to your cheek.

 The warmth of his lips on your cheek, made you blush and smile. Sukuna let you go and took a step back rubbing the back of his neck. "I will text you later." You nodded and said your goodbyes to him. As soon as you went inside your home you started to smile like an idiot and blush red trying to hide your face with your hands. You can not believe you ran into this man and now he is part of your life. 

Over the week sukuna had been feeling really suspicious about his wife. She has not been home often and always comes home just before dinner or sometimes after. Sukuna didn't mind her being out with friends or having time to herself but it was the suspicious slow closing of the front door and fixing herself before she saw him. He does not want to interfere with her business but he is still worried. Then again why should he be? She is the one that wants nothing to do with him from time to time, and also flirts with any man at parties that she sees. 

 They had  to attend a party  after one of his meetings his wife dressed in a tight black low v neck dress with a slit open on the side to expose her leg. Sukuna dressed in one of his many suits a black cherry color suit with a maroon dress shirt and red bow tie. He wasn't much for wearing bows but somehow he wore it because he showed you a picture of him wearing a bow tie once. You thought he looked so cute and handsome in one. So he decided to wear one just with the thought of you.

 He sent you a picture of himself tonight with a slight frown. You saw the picture he sent asking him what was wrong and he looked cute with a pout. He told you he had a meeting party tonight and doesn't really want to attend it. 

 Sukuna ran his hands through his hair and walked out with his wife hanging off his arm. He always thinks she looks amazing and sexy, he told her everything and it still pains his heart that she slowly stopped saying those to him. On the drive there his thoughts wondered, feeling guilty that he was even thinking of being with you instead. With his wife sitting next to him he placed a hand on her thigh giving it a squeeze.

 She giggled and nuzzled against him, making him smile the first time in days that she actually touched him without laying down in bed. During the party like always his wife leaves his side to go walk around. So much for the cuddling in the car and the sweet soft romantic relationship. Sukuna stood drinking from his glass as he watched his wife from afar seeing her flirt with the many men that surrounded her. He scoffed and gave his glass to the bartender and went outside to get fresh air before he loses his mind.

 His eyes gazed at a husband and wife sucking on eachothers faces making him turn away in disgust. How he wished he had that life with his wife now. Sukuna walked away from the party hearing the voices get lower then pulled out his phone to call you. He didn't know what he was doing exactly but he just needed to talk to you just to hear you. It felt like he just came her to drop off his wife to have fun.

"Hello sukuna!" He smiled hearing your voice excited to see him call you. "Hello sweetheart. Sorry if you were busy, the party here is a little boring." You smiled saying "no you didn't bug me I was just about to eat some ice cream." He smirked and said "going to save me some?" You giggled at his comment. "Nope sorry. This is all for me." You took a bite making a moaning sound "this is so good" you said teasing him. 

 Sukuna smirked with a chuckle, he liked hearing that sound from you. "Shouldn't be making those sounds darling." "Why? What are you going to do about it?" He licked his lower lip and said "might just have to go over there and show you why." You blushed and smirked, liking the way this conversation is heading. "Was that a promise or a threat?" "I don't know, maybe both." The both of you chuckled with smiles on your faces as he looked behind him thinking he should go back. "I need to go back now."

 You pouted and said "aww I guess. Well goodbye sukuna. I will see you later." He said his goodbye to you then went back to the party and to his jealous saddened heart. He saw his wife dancing with another man. She never asked him if she wanted to dance. Sukuna walked his way over and cleared his throat with a deathly scowl to the man. The man looked to sukuna with a smirk and handed his wife over to him but not before kissing her knuckles. 

 It sent a flame of anger through his eyes, death glare at the man as he walked away. His wife giggled and leaned up to bite his ear lobe saying "I like the way you get angry." The night with all the sexual tension that sukuna had with thoughts of you he needed his release. So he let out the frustration out on his wife and she loved it. He pounded into her hearing her bark his name while she rode him digging her nails into his bicep. His fingers gripped her waist but he closed his eyes shamelessly thinking of you.

 Wanting to feel himself deep inside you to hear your sweet moans, to hear you say his name. Again his wife released around him then stopped her movements. Sukuna looked at her with a growl and she slid off him giving him a pat on his stomach. "Why won't you let me cum in you?" He said with a frustrated tone and with a frown on his face. She only smiled to him and said "no kids sukuna I may be on the pill but those hardly are one hundred percent so sorry. You can fix it right."

 She left him alone in the bed heading into the bathroom connected to their room. He sighed and put on his silk robe and went to the guest room bathroom. He decided a shower should be nice to wash off the things from today. But he still wanted his release as he went back to the room seeing his wife still in the bathroom. 

 Curious he silently walked up to the door staying quiet enough to hear her light moans through the door. He growled and took his phone then went back to the other bathroom then called you. He let the shower run, hearing the ring through his phone. He sighed thinking it might be too late to call you but to his surprise you picked up. "Hey sukuna." He smiled and said "hey you are still awake." You giggled and said "for now yes. I was actually getting bored. You alright?" 

 He hummed and then heard you say "are you in the shower?" "Kind of. I missed you." You smiled saying "it's only been an hour or two since you called. But I missed you too." He chuckled and said "how much did you miss me?" You laid down in your bed and said "a little too much i guess. Been thinking about what we should do for our next date." Sukuna hummed in response then said "you still curious about my tattoos, want to see them sweet heart?"  

 A blush filled your cheeks and hid yourself in your pillow saying "as a shameful woman yes." Hearing your phone go off with a text message you opened it still on the call with sukuna and saw the picture he sent you. Him shirtless in the shower with drops of water on his skin. The tattoos that trail over his chest and two lines across his stomach pointing to his v line just where the picture ended. You were speechless seeing his muscles and bare skin wishing to see more. There was no way this man is taking you on dates. As you saw the smirk on his face and wet hair in the picture it made you pool between your legs. 

"Are you still with me darling?" Your thought was cut off by his voice through the phone and brought it back to your ear. "Uhh yes sorry. It's just. You look. Wow." He chuckled  into a laugh and said "was it too much for you or do you want more of me to see?" Your face was red across your cheeks wanting to say yes just to see him all. "Just so you know darling you got me wanting you right now. I need a little help right now. If that is alright?"

 Was he serious? He wanted you two to have phone sex. You never did that before but were you really going to turn down this sexy man. So you sent him something in return he got curious as to why you were not answering till his messages went off. He looked at it then a wide smirk filled his face. Seeing a picture of you slightly hiding your face away from the camera and breast bare out in the open for him to see. "That's a good girl. Don't be shy, you can play with yourself."

 You whimpered and said "you better not be recording this weirdo." He chuckled and grabbed his cock with his free hand feeling his stiffness in his palm. "You got me hard darling twitching and aching to be inside of you." Hearing his words already made you wet, you could not believe you're doing this with a guy that you are not even intimate with yet. But you don't care, he is sexy, hot, sweet and handsome. You slipped your hand down between your legs and started to rub your aching nub feeling how much you dripped for him.

 Moans of his name left your lips and bucked your hips. Sukuna pumped himself hearing you as he grunted squeezing around his shaft. "Yes sweetheart you like the thought of me pumping myself. You wish my cock was in you." Hearing his vulgar words made you moan. Yes you so badly want him here instead. "Yes sukuna I want you. I am so close already. You should see how wet I am for you." 

 He moaned fucking his hand hearing how sweet you sounded with the sounds his name from you. "Cum baby be a good girl for me yea." You moaned more and arched your back plunging your fingers inside of yourself and curling them to get enough of the sweet spot inside you. "Sukuna! Yes I am so close. Ah sukuna!" Feeling that knot break and creamed onto your own fingers. Sukuna groaned, throwing his head back squeezing his phone and his cock. He released a hard load on to the wall of the shower looking at the mess he made. 

 You heavily breathed into the phone then smiled and covered your face in shame. He let himself go saying "thank you darling I needed that. I will let you sleep now." You hummed and said "you owe me ice cream now." He laughed a little and said "I promise. Goodnight." "Sweet dreams sukuna." He felt his heart flutter when he hung up. He pressed his forehead to the wall of the shower and let out a heavy sigh. He didn't know what the hell he was doing. 

 You rolled up in your blanket after cleaning yourself, still a blush on your face as you laid there hoping you did well enough for him. Sukuna turned off the shower and dried himself off then placed his robe back on as he did his phone chimed. He looked over to it and saw a picture of you cuddled up in your bed with a text 'I wish you were here.' He smiled texting you a good night and walked back to his room to see his wife already asleep. 

 He forgot what happened a while ago so much for feeling like a marriage, so much for holding like she loves him. 

 The next day sukuna sat in his office checking emails and responding to things to expand his company. But he was not fully focused and had to keep retyping letters. His mind was full of guilt with thoughts of you. What the two of you shared last night was more than just people hanging out for comfort. He was starting to become lustful for you. He is a man who likes to break challenges and you are one of those, but he wanted you to break on him first and make the first move. If he can hide who he really is long enough for you to fall in love with him then just maybe he can leave this hell with his wife.

 All of this was for money not for love she just saw him as a cash grab since her family was losing everything and he had to buy their company with a perk at the time of marrying their daughter. At first he thought it would be fun not to worry about dating anyone and fuck freely. 

 Now he didn't think that plan all the way through. He is older and smarter now  wanting to experience those moments of falling in love. To raise a family and have kids to take over his company. With a loving wife at his side to comfort him on those bad days. Someone that can be just normal with him, not all about the business. A person like you.

 Just as he was thinking about you he heard his phone chime. He looked at it, seeing a message from you. When he opened the message he saw a picture of you holding a chicken wrap with a bright smile on your face. Sukuna smirked and a quick short chuckle reading your next text. 'Thanks you got me hooked on these wraps'. He wished to be there with you.

 After hours of being in his office he finally gets to go home and eat something. The drive home was boring and of course when he went inside his wife was nowhere. It's a habit she has been doing a lot, not that sukuna cares much anymore now. Sukuna stood in the kitchen making his food then went to sit in the living room with the TV on. Half way into his meal he heard the door open then looked over to see his wife. His eyes trailed her form waiting for her to say hello or I love you. His eyes trailed over her body then saw a red mark on her neck that she tried to cover with her coat when she walked inside. He cleared his throat, startling her as she looked over to him, slightly shocked to see him home.

 He noticed her quickly covering her neck with her hand and smiled. "Hello dear, didn't know you were out here." Sukuna stood up with his brows furrowed and walked over to her. He grabbed her wrist as she looked up to him with worry then he pulled her hand away from her neck and the coat to the side off her shoulder.

 His heart dropped; she was in fact cheating on him, seeing the red love bite on her skin. He let out a growl and dropped her hand saying "fuck this shit." Sukuna walked away from her as she chased after him into the room. "Why are you so upset? I was trying to get you a deal with someone that can help get us even more money. You should be proud of it." Sukuna grabbed a suitcase slamming it onto the bed and yelled "proud! You thought I would be proud of my wife cheating on me!"

 She scowled at him and crossed her arms and said "oh like you have not been fucking other women behind my back." He looked at her hurt that she even thought that. "What are you talking about? I never once cheated on you. I have been loyal to you. Since we've been married. Now I find out you have been fucking men behind my back." 

 She rolled her eyes and looked away saying "I have not been fucking men I was only touching and flirting with them maybe a few kisses here and there but nothing more." He scoffed packing his suitcase and took it with him. "It's the same thing, just shut up and go back to wherever you came from. I am sure you like it better with him." He told her walking out of the bedroom to the living room.

"Sukuna, where are you going? It was just a hickey." He growled and said "leaving for a while I would rather be alone than to be here with a whore like you." She looked at dropping her jaw then scoffed with a snarl saying "sukuna really. Like you won't find anyone better than me."

 Sukuna walked out his door and left in his car to the other housing he has that looked over the city. This is the house he wants to live in, one where he can raise his family. This house he bought during his marriage to think that he wants a life with her. He sighed and went to the bedroom in the home to hang up the suits and extra clothes he brought with him. Sukuna groaned, rubbing his face as he sat on the bed wanting then clenched his fist wanting to break things to let out his anger.

 He checked his phone, seeing nothing from his wife. She really didn't care about what she had done. He growled standing up from the bed clenching his phone then slammed it into the floor breaking it into pieces. After calming down he saw what he did, letting a heavy breath from his nose. At least it was his phone and not the wall or a person.

 He groaned and picked up the pieces of his phone off the floor then left his home to go get a new one. He would rather just not have a phone for the moment and try to calm down or even better just be with you. But he had a business to run so he needed to get a new phone. After getting one he drove through the city with the radio off and a elbow on the driver door resting his cheek on his knuckles bored out of his mind. 

  Sukuna heard the rain lightly patter on the car feeling his world coming apart. The thoughts of his wife still lingered on his mind as he scrunched his brows then slammed his palm against the steering wheel. "Fuck!" He can't take this he needs to see you rather you like it or not. He flipped a u turn at a light a drove off to your apartment parking outside looking at it debating his choices. 

 He shook his head taking his phone and jacket then made his way over to your front door standing in front of it and swallowed hard. Sukuna lifted his hand and knocked hard on your door. There was no answer so he checked the time on his phone seeing how late it was. He breathed out "shit." 

 Then he froze hearing your door unlock and open slightly seeing your face in shock. "Sukuna? What are you doing here?" He smiled slightly with a frustrated "hey." You noticed how drained he looked, his eyes looked hurt and his hair getting soaked from the rain going flat to his head. "Get in before you get a cold." He walked in when you opened the door, feeling the warmth of your home engulf his body.

 He looked at your body seeing the oversized shirt you wore that barely covered your thighs. A smirk formed on his face, his mind running in dirty scenes. You looked at him and said "go sit on the couch I will be back." Sukuna nodded and took a seat looking around your living room, seeing a few plants, pictures of scenery, landscapes and a bookshelf by the tv. You came back with a hand towel then stood in front of him handing out the towel. "Here dry your hair."

 Sukuna took it with a side smile saying "thanks." He began to dry his hair making it more of mess after he was done. A smile filled your face holding back a giggle seeing his pink hair stick up in different places. "Hey sukuna you alright? Why are you out so late?" He hung his head low and leaned his forearms on his thighs saying "it's not a good night. Some family life trouble. I just needed to see you before I lost my mind." 

 You frowned and said "do you want to talk about it?" He grunted not looking at you then he quickly reached out his hands grabbing you by the hips and pulled you to fall in his lap. Your legs straddled him, feeling his groin between your legs as your shirt started to rise up. The heat and blush filled your cheeks, trying to push away from sukuna. "Hey what are you doing?"

 Sukuna groaned and wrapped his arms around your torso saying "stop squirming can I hold you please?" You froze feeling his hold on you, it made your heart flutter and your core ache for him being so close. He placed his face into your neck breathing in your scent feeling calm then felt your hand rub across his back.

"Sukuna, if you ever need to talk or need a place to be i am always here." You felt his lips press against the crook of your neck sending your skin a flame. He pulled away to look at you seeing your eyes and flushed face then leaned in closer to you. His lips hovered right over yours,  noses brushed against his and you felt his warm breath on your skin. 

 There were no words exchanged as you both leaned into each other. Feeling his lips press against yours, so soft, warm and demanding when he leaned in harder against you. Lips moving in sync as you parted your mouth a little feeling his tongue lick your lower lip, you opened to let him. His tongue invaded your mouth giving your tongue a swirl and a seductive flick when he pulled away. You took a deep breath licking your lips tasting him then went in for more.

 Tongues battle for dominance but you let him take over as you push your hips against his. Sukuna kept his eyes closed feeling you against him, the way your lips molded against his and the soft touches to his bigger frame. He needs you and wants you. He slowly slipped his fingers under your shirt and slid his hands fully under your shirt grasping your hips. You opened your eyes slightly to look at his face letting out a gasp from his touch. "Sukuna." You lightly moaned out his name making him groan against your lips.

 Sukuna moved his face and hid it in your neck giving a light bite then put his lips to your ear. "May I have you tonight?" A bright blush filled your face, you want to go into bed with him but you also wanted to wait and not give into him so fast. "I am sorry if I am putting pressure on you. But you got me thinking about being between your legs ever since that night."

 You could feel the warmth cream of your arousal pool out soaking your underwear. "S..sukuna let's go to my room." He let you go as he got a view of the underwear you're wearing, lacy thin and black. He smirked following you down a hall to your bedroom getting the more personal view of you.

 Seeing two more book shelves filled with books and plush animals, some statues throughout it. The clothes are thrown on the floor in a corner, a few tea cans littering the tables. You held down the bottom of the shirt to cover yourself as he watched you clear off the bed tossing some things on the dresser including your laptop. 

 When you leaned over the bed to grab things, your shirt raised all the way passed your ass giving sukuna perfect view of you. The plump roundness fit into such small tight panties leaving so much of the bare skin to his view. He could feel the tightness in his pants when his cock twitched to be inside of you, imagining the feeling of the plumpness pressed against him as he fucks you from behind. His eyes roamed over your figure then went to your face seeing you looking straight back at him.

 Sukuna dropped his smirk and looked away hearing you shifted around then say "alright the bed is ready." He looked back to you noticing how shy you were, and wondered if this was your first time. "I just want to know before we do anything, is this your first time?"

 You blushed putting out your hands saying "no no its just been a while since I last had sex. And you are really intimidating." He heard the last part and laughed crossing his arms. "If I am really that scary will it be better if I get down on my knees let you have the higher ground." 

 You shook your head and walked over to him pressing your body to his. Sukuna looked down at you, releasing his arms, putting them around you watching and feeling your hands run over his chest. "I am just nervous to have my heart broken again. So I am scared to open my heart to someone. And you have been nothing but caring to me so I am just worried you will only want one thing."

 Sukuna hummed, raising a hand to your face, carefully taking your chin between your fingers forcing you to stare at him. "Darling who ever said I was letting you go. Yes I do like sex in relationships but I give with a full heart."

You smiled brightly to him then stepped away from his frame enough to grab the bottom of your shirt and pull it over your head revealing your naked torso to sukuna. Your breast free to his eyes only in your lace panties making him groan out a little. 

 Sukuna followed you soon after peeling off his shirt and unbuckling his belt, letting his pants drop to the floor. You stood there stunned to see a full body. The muscles of his puffed chest and the rolls of his abs all covered with the tattoos, seeing it here in person. His thick arms you just wanted to be wrapped up in, eyes trailing down to his front view that you so wished to see from the shower picture. The strain tightens the fabric ready to release whatever beast it was holding back.

 Sukuna did the same gazing over your natural curvy figure with some natural plump to your tummy and legs. Every woman he was with before his marriage was trying to be the model type. Skinny, big breasts and big ass with skimpy clothing. He questioned if most of them were even real and it disgusted him to even think he laid with them. Even his wife started to go on a diet to lose weight ignoring the compliments he told her all the time she is perfect the way she is.

 Seeing you starting to get shy he acted fast moving to you and pulled you closer against him. His lips smashed to yours pushing you back till you hit the bed and laid onto it pulling him on top of you. Sukuna kissed you with so much passion slipping his legs between yours you just opened your legs for him. He chuckled against your lips then trailed his mouth across your jaw finding the spot on your neck that made you moan when he kissed it.

"Sukuna…" he hummed against your skin, feeling the vibration through your neck. He begin to roll his hips grinding his clothed erection on your clothed soaking folds. "Y/n. You're beautiful." Your heart fluttered, putting your hands into his fluffy hair still feeling the dampness from the rain.

 Sukuna moved away from your body seeing you laying on your back face flushed pink, breast perky and nipple hard from the cool air. "Can I take these off?" He asked as he hooked his fingers into the side of the laced fabric. You nodded seeing the smirk on his face then pulled down your panties while you lifted your hips making it easier for him to take them off. He gazed at you fully bare and naturally it made his heart skip a beat, you are truly beautiful to him.

 It was his turn as he stared at you while stripping down his underwear letting his hard shaft spring up. Your eyes widened seeing his full cock thick and bigger than average, his pink mushroom tip oozing with precum. He grabbed himself and started to pump his fist as you let out a gasp then looked to his eyes half lidded and full of lust.

"Do you have condoms?" You shook your head saying no as he sighed. "I will be alright with out one. That is if I can trust you." Sukuna smirked and leaned over your body saying "I am clean if that is what you are worried about and I will pull out when I am about to cum."

 You shifted onto the bed letting sukuna climb onto the bed towering over you as you spread your legs. He smirked, kissed you hard, rubbing his erection across your folds making you moan into his mouth. He rested onto one forearm and used his other free hand to cup your breast then released your mouth to trail his lips down your neck. You knew where this was leading feeling hot hot breath along your skin teasing your breast then felt him lick your nipple.

 A moan left your lips as you closed your eyes enjoying the warm swirl of his tongue on your breast then felt him move to the other while his hand massaged the other. When he pulled his mouth away a pucker sound came from it, feeling them get more hard from his saliva cooling on your skin. "Sweetheart let me feast on you?"

 Your cheeks tinted with a blush but ignored his question as he stared at you with those lustful dark crimson eyes. He continued to make eye contact with you as he moved down your stomach giving light kisses across your stomach while he moved. He stopped between your legs hovering over your wet flesh seeing a proud smirk on his face then took a whiff of you. "You smell so sweet my dear." 

 You watched him lick his lips feeling embarrassed you covered your half of your face still watching him. Sukuna leaned down holding your legs apart spreading you wide and stuck out his tongue giving your lower lips a long lick. "Oh fuck. " you breathed out laying your head back hearing his chuckle and felt his lips around your clit swirling his tongue around your bud. 

 Your hands covered your face feeling the way he worked on you sucking and licking every part of your folds then you felt him move for just a moment to say "this pussy tastes great."

 Sukuna moved a hand sliding two of his fingers across you slick heat lubricating them just before he slipped them into your wet cave. A moan fell from your mouth feeling his thick fingers curl against a good spot pumping them in and out of you while his tongue still swirled around your clit. "Damn sukuna..this feels great." You started to buck your hips wanting to feel his fingers deeper inside of you while the knot in your lower abdomen begin to build. 

"Sukuna..ahh..I am getting closer.." Your hands gripped the blanket under you digger your fingers into it while sukuna took a quick look at your face seeing you in pure bliss. He though you had enough and pulled out his fingers from you and leaned up seeing you looked at him with a pout to your lips. It made him smile, to think his wife would flip out if he did that to her.

 Sukuna made sure you watched him sink his cream coated fingers into his mouth, licking them clean. Your eyes widened and watched him grab his cock positioning himself between your legs rubbing his tip across your folds while pumping himself. You shamelessly whimpered to bucked your hips to him wanting him in you. "Sukuna please I want you in me."

 He leaned over you pushing his tip through your entrance and slowly pushed himself forward, feeling how tight you are as he sunk into you inch by inch. Your eyes rolled back, closing them feeling his length stretch you open filling you up till he bottomed out. "Fuck you are so tight. Such a good girl taking in my cock." You moaned out to him then wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him down closer on top of you. 

 His lips pressed against yours starting to move slowly, pulling out and sinking back in hearing your desperate whimpers. "Sukuna move faster, please give it to me." Sukuna chuckled, pressing his lips to your neck saying "as you wish darling." He begins to pick up his pace, thrusting faster and harder into your soaking cunt. Feeling his thick cock slide through your every part inside you. 

 You were already close to breaking, letting out louder moans of his name as he leaned up on his hands looking down at you. "Scream my name, don't hold back. If you want to cum then cum hard." Your chest flutters and pussy tightens around him hearing those words but then he grabs your legs, lifting them higher to folds you. Sukuna was now above you pounding his cock into you at a new angle hitting that good spot inside you.

 Sukuna could feel your gummy warm and wet wall clench around him making him groan a deep moan. Hearing this man lose himself to you put so much pride and lust through you. You latched around him digging your nails into his upper back feeling him about to lose himself thrusting hard and fast. The breathy pants and moans filled the room as the rain outside patterned on your window and the bed creaked with the rhythm of his thrusts.

 You began to chant his name, feeling your knot build while sukuna gripped the blanket with your head hovering above you. You could see how much of a strain it was for him not to go full force and be rough with you. He opened his eyes to gaze at your face seeing your mouth hung slightly open, lustful eyes and flushed face. His chest began to throb with guilt and lust, the thoughts of his wife realizing that he was now in an affair. He should just stop and leave you for good but the reason he started this is because he was being cheated on. "Fuck."

 He closed his eyes looking away as you whimpered. You can tell something was bugging him. His pace was getting out of rhythm so you reached out your hands to cup his face making him look at you. A smile formed on your swollen pink lips and said "sukuna fuck me. Hold me tight."

 Sukuna groaned and started to rut his hips into you feeling how wet and tight your pussy became just for him. You pulled him down to you, feeling you about to snap. "Sukuna keeps going right there. Fuck don't stop."

 It didn't take long til you squeezed around him and gushed your cream around his cock. "Sukuna! Fuck! Cum in me I want you to fill me up." He felt the way you twitched around him pussy pulsing against his cock he moved back and grabbed your hips tight. He started to pound into you slamming you against him by your hips. His eyes roamed over your face and saw your breasts bounce with each thrust. Sukuna groaned and closed his eyes with his head back letting out a deep moan as he released milky ropes of his cum and slowed down his pace to a halt. 

 Its been a while since he was able to cum inside of his wife and getting to do it with you made it all the better. You breathed heavily looking at anywhere else but him and after realizing what you told him to do.

 Sukuna pulled out the feeling of you so tight it milked every last drop from him and saw the cream leaking from your hole. You felt it leak from you as  you hid your face from him feeling the shame. You shouldn't have done this so soon but you loved it. Sukuna sat down on the edge of your bed looking at the floor and let out a sigh.

 You sat up covering yourself with a blanket and looked at his back seeing the tattoos over his shoulder blades. "Was I that bad?" He looked to you quickly with a smirk and a chuckle saying "no darling you are amazing. Its just my head is getting clogged with useless thoughts. I am sorry for leading you into this." You smiled and crawled over to him pressing your chest to his back giving him a hug.

"Sukuna, why don't we lay down? It's really late and I am tired. You went pretty hard." You giggled as he let out a chuckle and turned to look, seeing your smile that made his stubborn heart swell. "You don't mind me staying here tonight?" He saw you give him a sweet smile watching you get up from the bed saying "get comfortable i am going to go into the bathroom real quick."

 He watched you walk away still naked and disappeared into the bathroom. Sukuna took his chance to dig into his pants pocket pulling out his phone then crawled into your bed. He looked at the time and saw no messages from his wife as he let out a scoff then tossed the phone on your side table and laid his head back on your pillow. Part of him thinks he should just leave and go back home to deal with the problem with his wife but then looking at you emerge from the bathroom his face lit up. 

 Seeing the full view of your naked body makes him smirk and place his arms behind his head roaming his eyes over your body. You smiled getting to the bed and laid under the blanket looking at sukuna. He smirked, turning on his side, both of you looking at each other in silence. "You know you have a lot of books." You giggled and moved closer to him saying "guilty I love books and I want more. Do you  like to cuddle?"

 He saw how shy you were getting, causing a soft smile on his lips and wrapped a arm around you pulling against his body. "It's been a while since I had comfort with someone so come here and sleep." You nuzzled against his chest feeling safe in his arms and closed your eyes. Sukuna just stared at your face seeing you slowly fall asleep, how soft your cheeks are and you just looked peaceful. Sukuna wish he could be that calm. He just held you close placing a kiss to your forehead telling you a goodnight and fell asleep right after.

 In the morning you opened your eyes and his your face into your pillow with a groan not wanting to get up. You moved around feeling the ache in your muscles then rolled into another body in the bed. You froze remembering what happened last night looking to see sukuna still asleep. Seeing his fluffy pink hair in a sleepy mess his face looked so relaxed and taking deep breaths. A smile formed on your face then softly ran a hand through his hair but the morning silence was interrupted by a phone ringing.

 You quickly looked over at the noise seeing it was your phone that was going off but somehow it didn't disturb him. "Shut up phone." You sat up and took your phone off the table that laid next to his then saw it was your mother calling. Letting out a sigh you answered in a quiet tone. You looked back at sukuna and said "hey mom is everything alright?"

"Hey little one yes everything is fine I haven't checked on you in a while. Did you just wake up?" You pulled the phone away looking at the time seeing it was already eleven. "Yea I was pretty drained last night." 

"Darling you had fun last night when you screamed my name telling me not to stop." You jumped slightly hearing sukuna then looked at him with a shocked expression saying "sukuna quiet I am on the phone with my mother." 

 Your mother heard you and said "who is sukuna? Where are you? Is that a man?" You put the phone back to your ear blushing and said "uhh yes that was a guy and I am at home." She laughed and said "is that your boyfriend? Did you find someone and is he nice?" You sighed rubbing your face saying "mom can I call you later. Please I got to go." As you hung up sukuna chuckled and sat up leaning his chest to your back then placed a kiss on your shoulder.

"So I am your boyfriend hmm." You smirked then pressed your lips to his cheek and said "that is if you want me as your girlfriend." He smirked and put his arms around your torso saying "well you took my cock in you. So I assume you belong to me now." You scoffed with a giggle and said "sukuna so vulgar. But I don't see your name on me." He gave you a seductive smirk then leaned his lips to your neck. "Well then that has to change. Why don't I give you a bite mark." 

 Sukuna opened his mouth and gave you a light bite, you could feel his teeth on your skin. That little motion he did ignite something in you, the chills that ran through you as you let out a breathy sigh. He let out a deep sexy chuckle and began to suck and lick that part of your neck. You moaned out and leaned back against him. 

 His arms snaked around you then trailed them up to your breast giving them a squeeze. You became so needy for him but you tried to squirm again from him. "Sukuna..not now. We just woke up." He hummed against your skin ignoring you still as he moved one hand down to between your legs grazing his fingers across your already soaked folds. You bit your lower lip but then let out a light moan and willingly opened your legs to him.

"That's a good girl." He is so vulgar and dominate it put your womb a flame. Sukuna sunk his fingers into you, curling them and slowly begin to pump while rubbing your clit with his thumb. More whimpers and light moans came from laying your head back giving him more access to you neck, feeling his lips suck on your neck but in a different spot. You wanted to tell him to stop but your body wants to keep going. 

 He leaned back a little and plunged his fingers deeper inside hearing your moans and squishing sounds of your witness against his hand. You moved a hand to grab his hand on your stomach intertwining your fingers through his and the other combing through the side of his hair. "Sukuna don't stop. Ahh I am so close." He pulled his lips away seeing the two reddish purple marks on your neck forming a proud smirk on his face. "Cum baby. Cream all over my fingers like a good girl yea."

 He put you over the edge with just his words and voice, you snapped and yelled out his name releasing on his fingers. "That's my good girl." You felt him pull his finger you breathed hard then relaxed into his body and looked to him with a slight smile watching him lick his fingers clean. "I am going to shower you want to join me."

 Sukuna gazed at his phone and sighed saying "I will let you take yours first. I have a little problem to get rid of." You moved away from him looking down to his groin seeing his harden shaft. A giggle escaped your lips and you quickly grabbed his cock with your hand. He sucked in a breath feeling you squeeze his shaft and pump your hand. "Just so you know I never done this before so give me a break if its not to your liking." He groaned and watched you with a smirk then saw you leaned down to put his tip in your mouth.

 The feeling of your warm mouth and the swirl of your tongue around the mushroom head, he let out deep groans and gripped the blanket while bucking his hips slightly. You jerked the rest of him while trying to go down on him lower but your throat was not having it. When he bucked up a little too hard you gaged then pulled away coughing covering your mouth. He looked at you worried but then saw how embarrassed you were. 

"Hey darling it alright. It was my fault I should have held back. Don't be embarrassed c'mere." He grabbed your arm and pulled you to him then smashed his lips to yours kissing you lovingly. 

 Sukuna decided he would take a shower with you, it was for him to not keep his hands off you. For the first time he was finally experiencing heart racing and normal dating, with a woman who actually cares for him. You both helped each other clean off, putting the strawberry scented soap in your hands then rubbed it against his chest. "Sorry for the girly soap but the scent will match your hair." 

 Sukuna laughed while washing the soap over you then placed a big kiss to your cheek and pulled you under the water with him to wash off. After the shower and getting dressed it was silent between the two of you and doubt began to set in your mind. 

"So will I see you again or was this session just a one time thing." He looked at you and walked over cupping your face seeing the hurt in your eyes. "Why do you have that look? You think I am just going to drop you because i got sex." You shrugged and walked between his arms wrapping yours around his torso saying "I just want to finally have someone who loves me." Sukuna gulped realizing the situation he got himself into but he is ryomen sukuna he can do what he wants.

 His wife is fucking someone behind his back why does he not do the same but he also doesn't want to hurt you. "Hey sweetheart I told you. You belong to me now. I got to go check in for work I will talk to you later. Don't be sad, cheer up doll face."

 Sukuna squeezed your cheeks making you laugh telling him "alright I get it go on to work. Call me later. Be careful kuna." He looked at you raising a eyebrow repating "kuna?" "Yea kuna that is your nickname from me." Sukuna smirked and said "I like it. What about you book worm." You scoffed and said "no not that, give me a cute nickname. Think about on you way to work no go before you get in trouble."

 He felt you push him slightly, telling him to go, making him chuckle as he walked to your front door. "Alright sweetheart I am going now, I will call you later." You waved bye to him then closed the door and got ready for the day. 

 During the drive sukuna had many thoughts running through his head making his mood back to his grumpy cold self. He should just go back home and patch things up with his wife for the company. But fuck them he wanted to do what he wants. It wasn't like his wife cared for him that much. Like she told him she was doing it for the money. Trying to sleep with men just to get them in his company. 

 He wouldn't mind if it worked both ways and he was allowed to sleep with other women. But she had already assumed he was sleeping around and went on ahead to do it herself. He doesn't feel too guilty about seeing you but deep down the thought hurts. Later that night sukuna did call you, both of you had talked for almost an hour on the phone. His wife never called, which upset him to know that she didn't worry if he was alright but you did,  asking if he was alright and if he wanted to come back over. Sukuna wanted to but he had to stay away for the night to think about the upcoming in his life.

Ahh thank you so much for reading! likes and reblogs are much appreciated!

Sukuna just wants to have a real love life. He never knew he needed it till he got older now he has to hide his true self just to keep you in his arms. T-T

Chapter 2 >

[zuzu-draws]

Modern! Sukuna, except he's in his original Heian Human form :> He wants to fight Gojo but Tengen forbids it for some bullshit sorcery reason, hence they can co-exist in the same reality now >:D

[hinamie]

all i have left

[nanivinsmoke]

Aphrodisiac

i’ve scrapped this one shot so many times, I almost gave up on it. hope my sukuna lovers will enjoy this one.

human!Sukuna x F!Reader

summary: when you accidentally eat an aphrodisiac, your boyfriend teaches you the consequences of it.

warnings : oh where do i start? multiple orgasms, squirting, oral (f! receiving), rough sex, cream pies and body painting (?) and more.

“sukuna!” you called out while walking into the living room, hoping to find him there. his back was turned towards you, a pair of headphones propped on his head while he had a book in his hand. you stepped in front of him, causing him to finally look up at you. he pulled his headphones down and looked at you, wondering why you were in front of him with that expression on your face.

“i accidentally ate on of your gummies….and my body feels so….hot—and my um…” you begun, feeling nervous to tell him what else was wrong with you. he was now intrigued, wondering which of his gummies did you consume. “spit it out already” he spoke like he was already bored with you. “my clit is throbbing so much and look at my fucking panties they’re soaked!” a sigh escapes your lips when your panties ride on your clit as you pulled it up a tad to show him your slick.

whatever you ate had you in heat. your nipples were sensitive and if you walked a certain way an orgasm would’ve erupted through you. his crimson eyes trailed over you body before looking at you with a smirk on his face. he knew exactly what you ate and plan formulated in his mind. he tossed his stuff to the side and grabbed you by the hips, pulling you closer to him. the way his fingertips pressed into your hips made your clit throb even more, your body was totally sensitive.

you let out a breathy moan when he pulled your soaked panties down, your cunt at eye level with him. sukuna tapped your plush thigh as he laid back, guiding you to his face. when you sat down, a loud moan escaped your lips and an orgasm pushed through you. he didn’t even have to tease your clit; the heat from his mouth alone was needed for you to cum. his eyes shot open and his eyebrow rose, he couldn’t believe that you came that fast.

your sudden climax only fueled him more. his tongue swirled and sucked on your sensitive clit, making it pulsate even harder than before. he lapped up your juices like it was the last thing he would ever taste, causing you to grind your lower half on his face. his nose was pushed deeper into your cunt, stimulating your clit as he tongue fucked your aching hole. “cumming so hard for you kuna~” you said in a breathy whisper, gripping the couch’s brown arm rest as the ball in the pit of your stomach exploded.

he let your ride out your orgasm before moving you aside, sitting up afterwards. his mouth was covered with your juices making you blush at the sight. your eyes traveled down to the tent in his pants, mouth watering at the sight, palming it and watching it jump as you went. “are you going to continue teasing or are you going to free it?” his bluntness aroused you and you quickly unzipped his pants and freed his boner from his pants.

before you could even lean down to suck it, he stopped you telling you to get on your hands and knees instead. the sight of your dripping cunt being slightly covered by your fat ass made his balls swell. sukuna wasted no time and prodded his deep pink mushroom tip at your entrance, groaning at the ocean you formed in between your legs.

he entered you with no problem, your walls immediately clinging and constricting around him which made it harder for him to not burst inside of you. with a slight head turn, you glimpsed at him, “please fuck me hard kuna~”. usually you’re not able to take him when he’s fucking you deep and hard, but tonight you wanted to be fucked into the couch. a smirk etched on his face and he plunged deeper into your cunt with one stroke, a yelp escaping yours lips.

the embarrassing, yet sexy sound of air being pushed out of your cunt echoed throughout the living room as your cunt was being filled by his cock. your ass bounced against his pelvis each time he pounded into you. slutty mewls and dripplets of drool slipped from your plump lips the more he fucked your cunt sloppy.

it almost felt like you were dying and being brought back to life whenever he slammed himself deeper into you. his dick throbbed inside of you, he couldn’t stop himself from cumming either. your pussy was way too fucking good, his thick load shot out in ropes and the heat from of it made your pussy spasm; causing your third orgasm for the night.

he was breathless once he pulled out of you, sitting against the soft couch behind him. while the warm fluid pooled out of you, that overwhelming feeling soared through you again. you needed more, the strong effects of the aphrodisiac controlled you. you took him by surprise when you climbed on top of his lap, hovering over his cock before pushing it back inside of you.

“so fucking tight— mhm you’re clinging to me” he growled into your ear as your gummy walls confined to him, the fat of your ass clapping each time you reached the skin of his thighs. he loved the slutty expression that was plastered over your face, drunk off his cock as you made it yours.

the more you bounced, the more his dick became coated with your cream making it a bright shade of white. his big hands gripped the fat of your ass, the fluffyness of it melting in between his fingers as he helped bring you up and down on his cock. the feeling of his tip brushing against your sensitive spot sent flutters to your pussy and he could feel you cum again. his voice was raspy as he talked you through your orgasm.

sukuna could barely help himself when he pushed you on your back, holding your legs back with your ankles nearly touching your ears; his dick pushing inside of you once more. he ignored the sensitivity he felt and immediately began to split your pussy in half. your eyes rolled back deep into your head, showing off the whitest part of them. his name spitting off your tongue the more he fucked you silly.

you couldn’t take it anymore, you was sure he was going to break your pussy the way he was fucking you. your manicured nails scratched at his forearms; leaving welps and red markings over them. “this pussy is so fucking wet. this my pussy?” he knew you could barely answer him, your mind far away from words. instead you frantically nodded your head while taking his dick the best way you can.

the feelings of your pussy clenching around him made him go faster and caused your final orgasm to approach quicker. you didn’t warn him as a stream of clear liquid shot out of you and drenched his cock; some of it hitting his chest. he smiled seeing you squirt all over him, his climax following right after yours. “cumming loads in that pussy, yeah~?” with a few more hard and powerful strokes he began to empty the last of his balls out inside of you, before pulling out to paint the rest over your breasts.

you had learned your lesson and promised to never touch his things….sike.

[winterrbluess]

Florist/ Botanist Sukuna

[mysicklove]

"Well look at you! Say, "meow", Lord Sukuna!"

Said curse blinks at you a couple of times, before using his hands to touch the white, fluffy cat ears placed on his head. "Is...this what humans do for entertainment? Pretend to be animals? I think it would be more appropriate for you to dress up as cattle, considering-"

"Yes, yes I know, you hate humans, i've heard thousands of times," You cut off, quickly smacking his hand away and fixing the ears. "Now look cute — I am going to take a picture!"

Sukuna doesnt move from his position on the bed, just staring at you with a blank face. He crosses his upper sets of his arms and waits for you to be done, slightly amused by your actions, but not enough to give you the satisfaction of his change in facial expressions. Still, you coo at him and tell him to get in different poses for you, but he just continues to stay in place and stare. You arent very suprised, considering it was rare for him to actually listen to your demands, the stubborn thing.

"You arent acting cute at all," you pout, and Sukuna just shrugs, raising his eyebrows. His lower hands trace the skin on your upper leg, and he continues to watch your antics.

"Have I not been taking care of you appropriately?" He asks, slightly narrowing his eyes. "I give you food, water, and even sex. I thought that is all your species needs to live happily?"

You cock your head to the side, blinking at the way he seemed to be in deep thought. "What are you talking about?"

"Uraume!" Sukuna interupts, pulling you closer until the white ears nearly graze your skin. His servant appears less than five seconds later, walking into the room. "My Lord," they bow, before waiting for a command.

You can see the way they look appalled at the cat ears, and are burning daggers into your skin for daring to put him in something so degrading — your class as a human meant that you were the lowest on the totem poll in Sukuna's domain, but still you managed to have the master of it wrapped around your finger.

"Bring me something from a feline descent."

"Of course, My Lord."

"What? No!" you pipe up, but Uraume is already gone. You turn back to Sukuna who was taking the cat ears off, discarding them at his side. Then he pulls you into your lap, ignoring your struggles.

A large hand pets at your hair and Sukuna says, "You should have asked if you wished for a companion."

You cover your eyes with a groan, pulling gently at the skin on your face. "I dont want a companion, Sukuna," you complain, accidentally dropping his title. But, he doesnt seem to mind, continuing to trace your skin with his palms. "I just thought it would be funny to see you in something cute considering who you are."

He blinks at you for a second, before frowning. "I didnt find it funny."

"Yeah, obviously. The only jokes you find funny are about murdering people. Now look, Uraume is out searching for a kitten."

Sukuna doesnt seem to care, instead picking up the cat ears and asessing them. Then he places it on your head, while you narrow your eyes at him. But, the curse cracks a grin, scanning your face. "You are right, this is entertaining."

A breathless laugh escapes you and you shake your head with a whine of complaint. "This doesnt help the "Sukuna's pet" rumors."

"You are my pet human."

"We are dating."

"You can be my lover and my pet."

You push at his chest in complaint, and he rumbles out a laugh. Then you take off the ears, and put it back onto his head. Suprisingly, he lets them remain there, only looking at you with amusement.

A minute goes by, and you hear a familar voice. "My Lord, the cat as you requested."

You immediately twist your body to look for the kitten, excitement getting the better of you. But, much to your suprise, a full grown tiger stands in the middle of Sukuna's chambers, unusually tame.

Your eyes widen in shock, but Sukuna meerly chuckles, before leaning down to your ear and saying, "Is it cute enough for you? A pet for my pet, how humerous."

And after that, you decide to never bring out the cat ears again. Nor mention anything relating to pets — your pride couldnt take the wicked teasing from your lord.

[luxites]

"Know your place, fool." ⛩

I really want to know more about how he became the King of Curses

[bansurii]

Pen Pals

pair: sukuna x afab!reader

content: smut, stalking, threats, slight violence, dubious consent i think ?, profanity, choking, an impossible angle, sukuna is a serial killer but we never touch fully on that, reader is scared a lot, and idk what more is needed but just be careful proceeding MDNI thank you!

line dividers @cafekitsune

“So, what if your charming pen pal turns out to look like Quasimodo?”

“I have his picture! Besides, it’s not like we’ll ever actually meet. He’s serving life.”

Your friend gaped at you, her eyes widening in disbelief. 

The conversation had begun with your usual letter-writing ritual. What had once been a simple hobby had evolved into an infatuation with a man labeled as one of the world's most dangerous criminals. Despite his reputation, his letters had been nothing but kind, making your heart flutter with each new page. His picture revealed a ruggedly handsome man, his body adorned with tattoos that hinted at a dangerous past.

You had told your friend about him almost a year ago. Predictably, she responded with trepidation, urging you to choose a less notorious correspondent. 

“He’s still a person,” you’d argue. “Even the most hated need love too. And what harm could he do if he never knows where I live, let alone what I look like?”

However, his latest request had unsettled you both. He wanted a picture of you, something to remember you by during lonely times. Your friend was livid when you mentioned it.

“You cannot send him a picture! What if he has friends on the outside? I refuse to become a target because of your bad decisions!”

You laughed it off, continuing to write a diplomatic yet affectionate refusal. Your friend, exasperated, finally sighed in defeat.

“Well, enjoy writing to the serial killer. I’m staying at my boyfriend’s place for a while. If he gets out and comes after you, call the police first, then me.”

You reassured her with a laugh, promising to be cautious. She hugged you tightly before leaving. Neither of you noticed the grey car parked across the street, its presence having become so familiar it was easily ignored.

The following evening, a knock at your door startled you. Expecting your friend, you were puzzled to find no one there. Just a box. 

With a mix of excitement and dread, you approached the door. The box bore a note in handwriting you recognized instantly:

*Such a beautiful home. I thought you would enjoy a little gift from the other side…*

Your anxiety surged. You scanned the empty, unnaturally quiet street before retreating inside. The flickering streetlight across from your home seemed dimmer than usual, casting eerie shadows. A rustle in the bushes sent you scurrying back inside, locking the doors and setting the alarm with trembling hands.

The box sat ominously on your coffee table. Despite your curiosity, fear kept you from opening it. Instead, you holed up in your room, hoping sleep would come despite the dread gnawing at you.

In the dead of night, you jolted awake to the sound of metal scraping against metal. Someone was inside your home. 

Determined not to fall into the typical horror trope of investigating, you stayed put. But then you heard it—footsteps, slow and deliberate, ascending the carpeted stairs.

Panic gripped you. Clutching the bat you kept in your closet, you listened as the intruder approached. The door across the hall creaked open, and you steeled yourself for the worst. But then you recognized the sounds—muffled giggles and a familiar voice.

Relief washed over you. Your friend had returned, and apparently brought her boyfriend. You set the bat down, heart still racing, and fell back into bed, the adrenaline finally giving way to exhaustion.

In the morning, you would face the box and the mysteries it held. For now, you allowed yourself to sink into the comfort of your bed, hoping that sleep would bring a respite from the turmoil of the past few days.

The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow on your bedroom. Despite the terror of the previous night, you felt a strange sense of calm as you padded downstairs. The box still sat on the coffee table, its presence a reminder of the eerie note and the mystery it held.

Taking a deep breath, you sat on the couch and gingerly lifted the lid. Inside, nestled in a bed of luxurious velvet, was an object that took your breath away. It was a stunningly crafted necklace, the centerpiece a large, gleaming sapphire surrounded by intricate filigree work in white gold. The piece was elegant, expensive, and utterly out of place for something sent from a prison.

You lifted it gently, the gem catching the light and casting tiny rainbows across the room. For a moment, the sheer beauty of the necklace overshadowed your fear. How could something so exquisite come from a man behind bars?

Elated but wary, you turned the necklace over in your hands, inspecting every detail. It was flawless, and the craftsmanship was impeccable. This was no ordinary gift. 

Your mind raced. How did he manage to send something so extravagant? More importantly, how did he know your address? You felt a shiver run down your spine as you recalled your friend's words: *“What if he has friends on the outside?”*

The realization hit you hard. He must have outside help. Someone capable of acquiring such a piece and delivering it to your doorstep. Your elation was quickly replaced by a deep sense of unease. 

How long had he known where you lived? You thought back to the grey car that had been parked across the street. Was it connected? Had you been watched?

You set the necklace back in the box, hands trembling. The beauty of the gift now seemed tainted by the sinister implications. Your friend's warnings echoed in your mind: *“I am not going to die because of your bad decisions!”* You couldn’t ignore the danger any longer.

Reaching for your phone, you dialed your friend’s number. She answered on the third ring, her voice groggy with sleep.

“Hey, it’s me. You were right. We need to talk.”

Later that day, your friend arrived, her face a mix of concern and frustration. You showed her the necklace, and she gasped.

“This is... gorgeous. But it’s also terrifying. How did he send this?”

“I don’t know,” you admitted, your voice shaking. “And I don’t know how he found my address.”

She paced the room, glancing nervously out the window. “We need to call the police. This is beyond creepy.”

You nodded, knowing she was right. The thrill of your pen pal had turned into something dangerous, something that required more than just caution. As you picked up the phone to dial the authorities, you couldn’t shake the feeling of eyes on you, the sense of being watched. The beautiful necklace now felt like a heavy weight, a symbol of the peril you had unwittingly invited into your life.

As you waited for the police to arrive, you couldn’t help but wonder about the man who had written such kind letters. Was he truly as dangerous as they said, or was there more to the story? Either way, you knew you couldn’t continue the correspondence. The price of your curiosity had become too high, and your safety was worth far more than any thrill or beautiful gift.

A few weeks had passed, and your friend continued to stay with her boyfriend, feeling guilty for leaving you alone but too scared to return. She called you every day, ensuring you were unharmed and feeling as well as could be expected. The police had stationed an officer outside your house during those weeks, but with no further incidents, they eventually recalled the officer. They advised you to call if anything came up, assuring you they would do their best to keep you safe. You had downplayed the threat, omitting any mention of your pen pal. Had they known the full extent, they might have placed you under witness protection.

Unfortunately, the eerie calm was shattered today.

The grey car had returned, and this time, you could make out the driver. He bore a stark resemblance to the picture you had seen of your pen pal, the world’s most dangerous criminal, now sitting outside your home, watching and waiting. But for what? What did he plan to do once you were alone?

You couldn't call out from work again, needing to maintain some semblance of normalcy. Steeling yourself, you put on your best intimidating face and walked to your car, though you felt more like a deer caught in headlights. Ignoring the piercing, watchful eyes of the man was harder than you imagined, but you managed to get into your car and drive away.

You knew it was foolish to drive to work, thinking he might follow you, but if he knew your address, he likely knew where you worked. At least at work, you'd be surrounded by people and security personnel. If he tried anything—which you doubted he would in such a public setting—there would be help nearby.

The day dragged on, dread gnawing at you. Your focus was shattered, and your supervisor almost reprimanded you until they realized how shaken you were. They backed off, giving you space to regain your composure. HR knew something was seriously wrong but couldn’t disclose details to anyone else, offering you a temporary reprieve.

But this day was particularly harrowing, and you barely made it through. As the workday ended, you practically sprinted to your car, seeking the relative safety it offered while there were still people around.

Home was a different story.

You entered, not realizing the door had been unlocked until you were already in the living room. Shock, dread, and fear flooded you as you saw him there, seated on your sofa.

He was casually examining a picture of you with your friend, family, and your old pet. He looked content, as if he belonged there, as if he were truly at home.

Panic surged. You wondered what he could do to you in such close quarters. Thick walls muted sounds from neighboring homes; no one would hear you in time. You felt paralyzed, unsure of what to do if he made a move.

He shifted his position, dropping one leg and crossing the other, all the while holding your gaze. He took in your presence, the real you, not just the image he had studied. You were no longer a picture, but flesh and blood, standing before him.

“Nice to meet you, [Your Name].”

You had never told him your real name, only an alias. Somehow, he had discovered your true identity, just as he had found your address.

“I hope you don’t mind my intrusion. I couldn’t resist, especially after a month of silence from you. I noticed you called the police. I'm quite impressed that you managed to keep my presence in your life a secret.”

You trembled, tears starting to well in your eyes and trickle down your face.

“Ah, don’t cry. I’m not here to harm you. What I have in mind will be much more pleasurable. For both of us.”

His words chilled you to the core. The beauty of the necklace, the allure of his letters, all seemed like a distant dream compared to the present reality. You stood frozen, unable to move or speak, as he smiled at you, his intentions shrouded in menace and mystery.

“I-I…” 

The tears began to slow, your breath evening out as a semblance of calm started to return. He watched you closely, giving you a moment to dry your face and find the words that had eluded you. 

But silence persisted. Your thoughts were in disarray, still grappling with the reality of his sudden presence. He seemed to sense your inner turmoil, knowing you needed time to process the situation. As he approached, his imposing figure loomed over you, each step bringing him closer.

Realizing his intent, you instinctively retreated, but his long strides easily closed the distance. Your back met the cold, unyielding wall, trapping you. You wished you could tear it down, burrow into an indestructible sanctuary, and escape the nightmare your life had become. 

His proximity was overwhelming, a blend of menace and fascination, as you stood frozen, unable to tear your gaze from his. The intensity of the moment hung heavy in the air, a storm of emotions threatening to consume you both.

He continued to close the distance, his presence suffocating yet electrifying. You could feel the heat radiating from his body as he drew nearer, until he was mere inches away. He raised his arms, placing his hands on the wall on either side of your head, effectively caging you in. The scent of him, a mix of cologne and something distinctly male, enveloped you.

"Is this what you like?" he asked, his voice a low, tantalizing murmur. His eyes bored into yours, searching for a reaction.

Your breath hitched, the proximity overwhelming your senses. The thrill of fear and an unexpected surge of excitement coursed through you, leaving you dizzy and unable to respond.

"Tell me," he continued, leaning in even closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "Is this what you've been waiting for?"

The intensity of his gaze, the warmth of his breath, and the sheer force of his presence made it hard to think, let alone speak. You were caught in a whirlwind of emotions, your mind a chaotic mix of fear, confusion, and a strange, unwelcome attraction. His dominance was intoxicating, leaving you both terrified and inexplicably drawn to him.

His hands remained on the wall, trapping you, as his eyes continued to hold yours captive. The room seemed to shrink around you, the air thick with unspoken tension. In that moment, you realized you were at his mercy, and the realization sent a shiver down your spine.

The intensity in his gaze didn't waver as he spoke again, his voice a silken whisper. "Why don't you show me around? I'd like to see more of your home."

Your heart pounded as you nodded, feeling compelled to comply. Slowly, he dropped his hands from the wall, giving you a semblance of freedom, though his presence still dominated the space. He gestured for you to lead the way.

With trembling steps, you walked towards the staircase, feeling his eyes on you, a constant reminder of the danger and allure he embodied. The transition from the living room to the upper floor was surreal, the normalcy of your home tainted by his dark presence. Each step up the stairs felt like a journey deeper into an inescapable labyrinth.

You reached the top of the stairs and paused, glancing back at him. His expression was unreadable, but a faint, almost predatory smile played at his lips. You hesitated for a moment before pushing open the door to your bedroom.

"This is my room," you said softly, stepping inside.

He followed, his tall frame filling the doorway before he moved to the center of the room. He looked around, taking in every detail. The room, once a sanctuary, now felt exposed and vulnerable.

"Show me more," he instructed, his voice firm yet oddly gentle.

You led him to the adjoining bathroom, your hands trembling as you opened the door. The bathroom was small but neat, the shower glistening under the overhead light. He inspected it briefly, then turned back to you, his eyes locking onto yours.

"This will do nicely," he said, his tone casual but with an undercurrent of something more.

Your mind raced, the reality of the situation pressing down on you. "What do you want from me?" you managed to ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

He stepped closer, reaching out to gently brush a stray lock of hair from your face. "For now, just your cooperation. Tonight is just the beginning. After the night's activities, I might need a place to clean up."

His words sent a shiver down your spine. The ambiguity of "activities" left your mind reeling with possibilities, each more terrifying than the last. You found yourself nodding, unable to do anything else.

"Good girl," he murmured, his hand lingering on your cheek. "Now, let's make the most of our evening together."

His touch was both reassuring and sinister, a stark reminder of the control he wielded over you. “Take this off…”

You were shocked, appalled even, at such a request from a man you barely knew, despite the intimacy of his letters, the truths he shared, his truth. 

You hesitated, glancing up at him with a mix of trepidation and a spark of rebellion. 

He smirked slightly, as if he had anticipated your resistance. His hand reached out, but you scurried backward, clutching onto what felt like the last vestiges of your dignity. 

He wasn’t taking no for an answer, not from someone who had shown him such genuine kindness, such unguarded affection for the first time in decades.

It dawned on you just how monumental a mistake that kindness had been.

As you stood there, frozen in your shock, he moved swiftly. In an instant, he had closed the distance between you, his strong hands seizing your blouse. The fabric bunched under his grip, the force of his hold sending a jolt through you.

“Don’t fight it,” he murmured, his voice a velvet threat. “You and I both know this was inevitable.”

His words hung heavy in the air, mingling with the palpable tension that seemed to throb between you. His touch, firm and unyielding, ignited a tumult of emotions within you—fear, defiance, and a disturbing undercurrent of something you couldn’t quite name.

“You think you can just come into my life and—” your voice faltered, the defiance wavering under the weight of his gaze.

“I don’t think, I know,” he interrupted, his tone commanding and confident. His eyes, dark and intense, bore into yours. “You invited me in with every letter, every secret you shared. This connection we have—it’s real. And now, it’s time to face it.”

Your breath hitched as he pulled you closer, the proximity making your heart race. The air between you crackled with an undeniable energy, a mix of danger and an inexplicable pull that left you both terrified and entranced.

“You’ve got me all wrong,” you whispered, desperation creeping into your voice.

“No,” he replied, his grip tightening ever so slightly. “I’ve got you exactly where I want you.”

His words sent a shiver down your spine, the reality of your situation crashing over you. The walls of your sanctuary seemed to close in, the room shrinking as his presence dominated. You were caught in his web, and the more you struggled, the more entangled you became.

With a final, firm tug, he brought you even closer, his breath warm against your skin. “Let’s see how this night unfolds,” he murmured, a promise and a threat woven into his words.

In that moment, you realized there was no escape. You were his, for better or worse, and the night was just beginning.

His deft hands worked quickly, yet with a surprising gentleness, as he pulled at your blouse. He was careful, mindful of not tearing buttons or threads, his touch respectful in its slow haste to undress you. Each movement seemed deliberate, as if he were savoring the unveiling of your skin, as if he knew the value of each delicate inch.

Once your clothing lay discarded, you stood before him in just your bralette and panties, exposed yet somehow still veiled in mystery. His eyes roamed over you, taking in the sight of a woman—a vision of beauty that left him breathless. He drank in every curve, every line, every delicate feature, his gaze lingering on each detail as if committing them to memory.

He had seen countless women in his lifetime, but none had captivated him quite like you. There was something about you, something ineffable and intoxicating, that drew him in, leaving him hungry for more.

In that moment, as you stood there before him, vulnerable yet unyielding, he realized just how much he craved you. And he knew, with a certainty that bordered on obsession, that he would stop at nothing to possess you completely.

You knew that begging would likely be futile, so you chose silence instead, allowing your gaze to wander anywhere but at him and what he was doing. But he seemed to revel in being watched, his ego swelling as he unveiled each layer of your clothing.

His touch was insistent as his index finger and thumb grasped your chin, forcing your gaze to remain solely on him. You felt a surge of defiance rise within you, but it was quickly quelled by the intensity of his gaze.

With practiced ease, he removed your bra, followed by your panties. The air between you crackled with tension as he exposed you completely, and you couldn't help but feel exposed and vulnerable under his scrutiny.

A low groan escaped him, barely audible but unmistakable. It was a sound of longing, of desire unleashed after years of confinement. You realized then just how long it had been since he had seen a living, breathing woman, and the thought sent a shiver down your spine.

You stood there, naked and exposed, feeling his eyes on you like a physical touch. There was something primal in the way he looked at you, as though he were seeing you for the first time, drinking in every curve and contour of your body.

You tried to maintain some semblance of composure, but it was difficult under his relentless gaze. You felt stripped bare, not just of your clothing but of your defenses, your vulnerabilities laid bare before him.

As he stepped closer, the heat of his body enveloping you, you knew that there was no turning back. The night stretched out before you, a vast unknown filled with equal parts fear and fascination. And as he reached out to pull you closer, you couldn't help but wonder what other surprises lay in store.

Your cheek pressed into the cold, quartz floor of your bathroom, every nerve ending alive with sensation. You could feel the weight of him behind you, his eyes drinking in the sight of your rear pressing against his hips. His blazer, shirt, and pants had been discarded, leaving him in just his boxers. Despite the fabric that still separated your bodies, you felt everything from him—his warmth, his strength, his desire.

He had positioned you in a neat arch, your body stretched taut, every muscle straining against the confines of your own submission. His command was clear: remain still, hold that position until he was ready to take you further.

You obeyed, every fiber of your being thrumming with anticipation and fear. The cold floor beneath you was a stark contrast to the heat that radiated from him, and the sensation only heightened your awareness of every touch, every breath that brushed against your skin.

Time seemed to stand still as you waited, your body poised on the precipice of something unknown. You could hear the steady rhythm of your own heartbeat, a counterpoint to the electric tension that hung heavy in the air.

And then, without warning, his hands were on you, tracing the contours of your body with a touch that sent shivers down your spine. His fingers were skilled, mapping every curve and dip with a precision that left you breathless.

You felt him shift behind you, his body moving with a fluid grace that belied the strength coiled beneath his skin. You were afraid of the movement, wanting to look behind you to see what exactly he was doing. And when you felt the tip of him nearing your heat, you redacted the beautiful arch he helped you to create for him and tried to squirm away.

Before you knew it, he had your hair twisted in his hand, pressing your head painfully further against the floor, his breath fanning over your ear. “Move again… and I will crack your skull over this floor and with this treasure I’ll summon something worse than death for you.”

And then, with a suddenness that stole your breath away, he entered you, filling you completely with a single, powerful thrust.

The sensation was overwhelming, a flood of pleasure and pain that threatened to consume you. You bit back a gasp, your body trembling with the effort to remain still as he took you further, deeper into the abyss of his desire. He was much too large to enjoy, your stretched muscles struggling to comprehend the intrusion.

And as he moved within you, each thrust driving you closer to the edge of oblivion, you realized that there was no turning back. You were his, body and soul, caught in the grip of a passion that threatened to consume you both. And in that moment, as he claimed you as his own, you surrendered to the darkness that beckoned, knowing that there was no escape from the depths of his desire.

By the time he was finished, you had orgasmed nearly six times. The final was barely an orgasm, he had edged you and slapped your ass. Breathy laughs finding your ears and somehow you felt yourself able to share his laughter. Your cunt clenched against his twitching length, a feeling he relished in.

Just when you thought he was finished, he pushed your legs apart as far as they would go, nearly into a split, pressing himself further into you, impossibly deeper. Your eyes bulged, hips tightened and your cunt contracted against his deep-seated length once more, your cervix contracting and relaxing in slow bouts against his tip. He lifted your hips, allowing him a new arch, fresh angle, and an even deeper reach. 

You wanted to sob, to beg him to stop, but you also wanted to see what he would do in this position. 

He reached one hand in front, taking your neck into his possession and he pulled back just enough to keep you stationary and choke you slightly at the same time, the angle would do the rest. 

And slowly, he pulled back, allowing just the tip to remain before he thrusts intensely inside of you, pressing against the spot he knew would drive you insane. 

And you cursed him, screaming out all sorts of obscenities and lewd things as he continued to abuse the same spot. His girth squeezed in and out of you with much effort, the tightened feel of your cunt in this position was the one thing that kept him grounded, eyes drawn into a focus on your connected bodies. 

He had cum so many times and this position had him dangerously close to blowing his load again, but he held back just enough. He wanted to cum with you again.

Increasing his speed, he pushed and pulled inside your pussy, watching as it sucked him and pushed him out simultaneously. 

“S’kunaaaa… Fuuuccckkk! Pl-please!”

He knew what you were begging for, screaming out his name for. And he was so close to giving it to you. He had to give you what you wanted since you had been so obedient for him all night. He was nearing his end, bringing his free hand down to your clit and rubbing dangerous circles and odd shapes into it, nearly ritualistic in his methods and just he groaned his approval, you squirted. Full-body quakes erupting, your eyes rolling back into your head. Anyone watching the scene would have thought you were having a seizure. 

But Sukuna knew. And you knew.

It was simply nirvana.

[gothsuguru]

thinking abt how satoru is one of the only adults in the jjk universe who can separate the child from the situation/cards they are dealt with… yuji took in sukuna as a host and he’s the only adult who sees yuji as a child/his own human being while other adults see him simply as “sukuna’s host” who needs to die. thinking abt how satoru was also one of the only adults who stepped up for yuuta and that’s one of the reasons yuuta appreciates him so much… same with when he took in megumi. at the end of the day gojo satoru is the only one in the universe that knows what it’s like to be used/seen as a weapon or Entity rather than a person and he won’t let his kids feel the same way/he’ll do everything in his power to make them feel better & actually LET them be children!

[skunaskitten]

His Japanese words

warnings: just some slight suggesting at sexy time

You have been with sukuna for quite some time now and to your surprise that you are with this beast of a man. everything is perfect around the two of you.

Sukuna is the perfect boyfriend and now the perfect fiance.

He never lets you out of his sight which means when he is always around you, sometimes you tend ignore him. That is only because you know what he is going to say or what he is going to do.

Both of you know each other very well that there is a sixth sense between you two. You know when he wants or needs something as he does for you.

With sukuna though he hates to be ignored. Sometimes you feel bad for doing it on accident but other times you do it on purpose just to get a rise out of him, then you make him feel better by giving him lots of kisses and tiny rubs against his body.

Sukuna also knows how to make you tick in a good way. He knows every little thing about you that drivers you crazy. Ever since he first met you he could could read all your signs better than any man could and you love that about him.

So when you ignore sukuna and he cant tell you are doing it on purpose a big smirk grows on his face just like right now.

You could hear him talk to you while you sit there reading your book but you had to keep going back to the same spot because you can hear his words. He noticed you not facing him which made him grunt. He just ahs to do his other thing that brings you to heat.

Sukuna leaned back against the couch looking at you and spoke with his deep rasp velvet voice.

As soon as you heard him speak in that sexual tone in his native tongue its a instant pool in your panties and heat grow everywhere on your body. You only knew some words since he is teaching you but not enough to be fluent in the language.

Sukuna moved closer to you body with a smug smirk to his face then licked his lips to speak again closer to your ear.

Hearing the words you dont understand roll off his tongue sending shivers down your spine as you felt his tongue come out to lick the shell of your ear.

That is when he said words you knew. "you are weak y/n".

You moaned and closed your book tossing it onto the table then looked to him seeing him smile and let put a deep chuckle as he spoke to you again.

The deep japanese words coming from him is driving you crazy. You had no choice but to crawl into his lap asking him. "sukuna i have no idea what you are saying but its sexy".

His moved his face to your neck, his hands squeezing at your hips pulling you closer to him and pressed his lips to your skin suckling on your neck. A moan of his name left your lips as you started to grind your hips on his lap getting the friction of his swollen cock through his pants.

"gambare gambare".

You knew what that means.

You looked to him with a scowl then smile playfully smacking his arm then began to kiss him deeply with passion.

"sukuna take me to bed, and talk to me in japanese."

Sukuna picked you up against him speaking to you again as he carried you into the bed room and you knew these words were dirty for how mush his voice was in a deep velvet whisper to your ear.

This was going to be a long sexy night.

[epickiya722]

I don't expect anyone to agree with me and before anyone get on my case, I am a Sukuna fan so I'm not saying this as a "hater".

And as such, I'll say this.

I know folks are already going "his death is underwhelming" (mind you the actual chapter isn't even out yet) and honestly?

I see nothing wrong with that. Yes, I agree it was underwhelming.

But it's fitting.

Ryomen Sukuna had done nothing but be cruel to almost everyone (excluding Uraume here). He's arrogant, selfish, a malevolent man who lived as he pleased and didn't see value in one's life.

He deserved to have been taken out like that and fade away while Yuji, the one person he hated the most and made his life hell, looked down on him. He deserved an underwhelming, pathetic end while the one person he hated the most was the only one around to see him off to his death.

Wasuke told Yuji to not die alone and be surrounded by others just before he died and maybe in the future, Yuji gets to do that.

But Sukuna? He died alone with only one person who held nothing but pity for him.

You know what, it mirrors Wasuke's death, thinking about it.

Both Sukuna and Wasuke died with just Yuji there. In the end, their final departure is them turning into ash. Wasuke goes out peacefully as he should because he may have been an old grumpy man, he still loved his grandson and raised him with everything he could.

Sukuna himself is a bit of a grump, a little, and an old man himself (over 1000+ years old). However, unlike Wasuke, Sukuna didn't care for Yuji in the slightest. He's the boy's uncle (via soul reincarnated through Jin) and here he is treating Yuji the way that he does. In the end, he doesn't go out peacefully and Yuji still shows him some bit of kindness by giving him one more chance even as Sukuna rages at him.

(Overall, it reminded me of another certain villain's death in a manga that also had an announcement of ending in five chapters recently that is about heroes and villains. Hm... what manga was that again?)

[gr1mstar]

Timeless lover - part II

notes: this is a second part of an one shot i did a few days ago. i don’t think it will be a part III because my account is dying? i think i was reported once and from then my post don’t get much the attention anymore. how can i fix this?

contains: sukuna ryomen x f!reader, reincarnation, past lovers, curse words (not a lot of them), sfw, human sukuna (from that time when he was actually human), flashbacks, lovers to strangers, mentions of death, sick reader (in the past), sorcerer reader (present time), sukuna has sentiments?, sukuna is soft for reader, past sukuna looks kinda like itadori yuji, not the same tho, but very similar, mention of pills, slightly an au because sukuna will never be this nice, reader is older than yuji but sukuna is older? that makes sense?

check out the first part first if you didn’t already - here

“sukuna”

“sukuna. that’s my name, keep that in mind, doll” the man in front of you spoke, taking your chin in his big hands and forcing you to look him in the eyes.

‘what a shade of red…’ you thought, analyzing the irises that looked at you with almost hatred. ‘i despise red.’ you continued, continuing to look in his direction, seeing that he was not backing up.

“not afraid, i see. what a particular sight,” he muttered, finally leaving your chin alone. after some time, he took a few steps back, running his hand through his hair. “what are you exactly?”

“what do you mean?” you found yourself asking, now looking at the tree that stood tall beside you two.

“are you not afraid to die? people usually are scared of me, fearing that i would fight them and win, resulting in their death.” the man continued, taking a few steps just to be beside you.

thinking back, when you were younger you were afraid of death. it was a terrifying thought, but after all the bullshit you went through, you found yourself not having the exact same mentality.

your time was limited, death being the only thing you were certain it was coming for you. what did you have? nothing. so that’s why you set out to live your life to the fullest, or well… how much is left of it.

you were strong. stronger than others.

“no. only the weak are afraid.”

the familiar man that stood in front of you, one intimidating, now was a big puppy, his eyes showed emotions, emotions that a curse should never have. so what was different?

“my love, no time no see…” he stared, taking a few steps in your direction, his arms parting, beckoning you to come closer to him for a hug.

‘is he crazy? what happened to yuji?’ but you were never able to answer your question, because he interrupted your thoughts.

“didn't you miss me? i've been waiting for you for hundreds of years… love-”

“don’t. i am not such a thing.” now was your time to interrupt him, taking a step back. looking at your surroundings, you found megumi looking at you with shock, a light line of blood staining his face. “megumi,” you continued, addressing the back-haired boy, “run.”

“i think i will remember you always,” you confessed, looking at the man who stood behind you, a hand on your waist and the other in your hair.

looking at the sky, you could see the millions of stars smiling happily back at you. the night was peaceful, but you knew well that the following morning would not be.

“and you will never forget about the scolding you will receive tomorrow” he continued, placing a sweet kiss in your hair.

“maybe. but it was worth it. you deserve all my time”

“and you deserve all the world, my love.” was his response, closing his eyes and praying that you would be fine.

the stars were bright and you could not stop yourself from asking: ‘when i become a star too, i will shine this beautifully?’

“so. where is it?” the white-haired man asked, hands in his pocket and looking between me, megumi, and now-yuji-really-yuji.

there was a moment of silence, the sensei looking funnily at the three sorcerers. you found the silence ironic, so you tried to break it using a fake cough, but yuji beat you to it, speaking.

“i- i kinda ate that thing.”

another pause. now you were eyeing megumi, who looked somewhat constipated. it was true really, it was a very shitty moment-

“really?”

“yes, really. i am fine, kuna. you don’t need to worry, go to your mission, beat some ass, and came back to me for my cuddles, okay?” you tried to make a compromise, but the red-eye man that stood in front of you didn’t want to listen.

“i’m not going. the maid told me that you were feeling lightheaded all morning, i want to be with you-”

“but people would die if you’re not going, sukuna. i don’t want-”

“let them die fucking hell. who is more important?” he interrupted you, his angry face making you roll your eyes. he was a stubborn bitch when he wanted.

after a moment of silence, he started approaching you, taking your neck gently with his hand and making you look at him. “answer me. who is more important?”

you wanted to scream in his face that ‘the rest of the world is more important than me. who i am? a sick woman simping over a handsome man”, but you could not do that. it was going to make him more angry than he was already.

“me. i’m the important one.”

“good girl”

“so… what’s your relationship with sukuna? the king of curses, really?” the principal asked, looking from behind his glasses at you, with an eyebrow raised.

“i really don’t know. he looked at me… somewhat differently than the rest. i think he knew me from somewhere, but i don’t know.” was your response, signing and putting your head against the couch cushion.

“in any case, we must be careful. it's sukuna after all, we have to expect anything.” gojo responded, playing with his blindfold.

it was strange to see gojo wearing a blindfold reader than the glasses you were used to. the first time you saw him, you asked about it, his response making you feel bad for him.

at the same time, you could not resist asking him: “kinky much?”

“gojo is right. let’s be careful.” yoga spoke, and then continued. “now, what about yuji?”

“what about him? he would not be a part of the jujutsu high?” you found satoru asking, his now naked eye looking at yaga.

he looked so… intimidating without something covering his eyes.

“the elders want him killed.” the principal continued.

“no”

“what do you mean no?”

“i said no, kuna. meeting my parents would be a bad thing,” you said, looking at your pale hand. sukuna was playing with your fingers.

“but why?” he complained, looking like a kid who just got his candy stolen. “it could be a great opportunity to show them you are in good hands-”

“no, sukuna.” you interrupted him, taking a break from his attitude. “they would freak out and probably never allow me to meet you ever again.”

“i could kill them-” he started speaking, but you interrupted him harshly.

“absolutely not.”

“how are you feeling?”

“the same really. i mean it was pretty gross at the beginning but it went away.” yuji spoke happily, making his way to sit beside you on a bench.

the conversation you had a few minutes ago was still fresh, but you were glad that gojo was able to convince the higher-ups to not execute yuji.

“i’m glad you are okay, yuji. i heard you can control him too?”

“yes and no. i feel his presence in my mind, i can feel him too.”

“so you… you have any idea how he knows me?” you asked, a little bit of hope lingering in the air.

“not really. he always bothers me about you, but at the same time he doesn’t want to talk with you.”

“why you don’t wanna talk with me? kuna!”

you were met with silence. you could feel that he was annoyed, but somewhat you liked how he looked all… angry. he was sexy. the red eyes that stared at you a few minutes ago were now filled with jealousy, and the little crease on his forehead was just too cute to ignore.

“are you jealous?” you continued your question, tilting your head a little bit to the right to look at him better.

‘i would kill for this man’ you found yourself thinking, admiring his attractive features.

“no. i just don’t like the way he looks at you.” and then he continued, taking your head in his big hands, leaving a little kiss on the tip of the nose. “you are mine.”

“yours always.”

“he what?” you shouted, tightly clutching the phone to your ear as if it was ready to fly out of the blue.

“he ripped his heart out.” magumi answered again, then continued “you should come here, maybe say goodbye? i don’t really know.”

and so you did, and in a few minutes, you were at the jujutsu high, ready to see a poor boy who fell pray in the hands of a curse.

“you were with him?”

“yes.” the black-haired boy answered, immediately sighing. “i saw everything.”

“where was gojo?” you asked again, getting on your feet and ready to kick the white hair man’s ass.

“i don’t fucking know.”

seeing a dead person on the table was not something you were planning to see on your holiday in tokyo. yuji, now fully naked, was lying cold on the operating table. gojo just left the room to bring shoko to examine the boy, so you were all alone with a dead corpse and possibly a curse inside.

“sukuna…”

you were not sure what got into you, but somehow you found yourself talking with yuji and in the same time with sukuna.

“i know, you hate humans and shit. and i’m sorry i don’t remember you, or that i know you? i’m confused. i just… can i ask something?”

you sighed.

“can you bring yuji back? for me?”

a few minutes passed in silence. it was childish, really. thinking that ‘the king of curses’ would respond and listen to a human.

but it did. sukuna brought yuji back.

“happy birthday, princess.” started your lover, holding out a bouquet of wildflowers to you. it was not well done, some flowers were poorly placed and some even had some weeds next to them, but you appreciated the gesture.

“it’s so beautiful, kuna.” you responded, making your way to him for a kiss. “when did you have time to make thus?”

“i’ll always make time for you, you know that.” he responded, taking another sweet kiss from you. “nos, make a wish.”

“a wish?” you asked, “but didn't we need a cake for that? and candles?”

“just pretend, you know. we don’t have a cake right now, and it’s almost midnight. you show to make a wish.”

“okay, okay.” you laughed, taking the bouquet and hugging it.

‘i wish… to be with him forever’

“no! i can’t be with you. you are-”

“i’m what? last time we met, those weren’t your words, love.” the red-eyed man spoke, taking a few steps in your direction.

“it was all in the past. last time we met? that was a few weeks ago, sukuna. i don’t know you!” you shouted, keeping a fair share of distance. “i’m not your love anymore, so just give up, forget all about it.”

“i can’t do that. you know that, my love. i can’t”

“bring yuji back,” you commanded, looking at the man in front of you with despair.

he told you the truth. all your dreams and all your nightmares were just memories. memories from your past life, and so you lied to him that you didn’t remember anything, too afraid to tell the truth.

your life has just been turned upside down by a boy who ate your ex-boyfriend's finger. what a beautiful life you have, isn't it?

“kuna,” you asked, playing with your lover's hair.

“yes, princess?”

“i want you all to myself. i want to always be with you, together.”

“bring yuji back, you monster!”

“you are not a monster, kuna. you are a beautiful man, with a big heart. people just misunderstand you.”

“i hate you. i hate you, you broke me. because of you, i have insomnia, because of you i’m miserable. because of you, i used to think i’m crazy, you piece of shit”

“i love you. i will always love you. because of you, i smile more, because of you i feel alive again and because of you i will die at peace, knowing that you will be here when i wake up again, waiting for me.” you spoke gently, taking his rough hand in yours.

“promise me, kuna. promise me that you will find me in my next life, and we will be together again, even though i will not remember anything.”

“i’m not breaking my promise, princess.”

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[arctvros]

the king of curses

[s4lv4tions]

war god sukuna has no need for you. you know this as intimately as you know yourself.

he is a monstrous god, well-suited to the mantle he was given from birth; two pairs of muscular arms as thick as the average man’s torso, two cruel faces, a gaping maw carved into the hardness of his stomach. to peer into sukuna’s eyes is to see death and famine and destruction — wars raged long before you and long after you — and live through it all.

he has no need for you. he is perhaps more powerful than the entire pantheon, even the six-eyed-one and the curse-consumer, who swallows the sky every day to bring night. you have little understanding of the sheer magnitude of his power — your pathetic human brain can only fathom so much — but you know that sukuna, undoubtedly, is the very meaning of the word. and yet, he keeps you.

you are not a concubine, though he shirks those he has in favour of your company. you are not a general, nor an admiral, nor a soldier, and yet he seeks your counsel. you are not a mage, and hardly a grand priestess, and yet sukuna finds your door instead of that of his great temple, where hundreds live and breathe to serve him.

you had only reached the status of alter-maiden before your own temple was crushed to dust; little responsibility was given to you beyond tending the hearth, studying, and occasionally helping with chores. but sukuna dresses you in the finery of high priestesses — gauzy crimson dresses that bare your stomach and chest, fine golden jewellery and garnets that appear almost black in low light — and instructs you to dance in the way your superiors did. dances of worship, dances that he does not need, because he is already all-powerful.

the dances fit you like armour fits the weedy frame of a young boy — your legs don’t quite stretch far enough, your arms can’t move with a fluidity only gained by experience — but sukuna watches you like you are a sorceress, enchanting him with each step. he hushes uruame as they try to speak, insisting on remaining undisturbed during your worship — and when you finish, panting and glistening with sweat, your god only hums in satisfaction, grin all sharp-toothed and feral.

it must be blasphemous, you think, to perform such revered dances so clumsily—

but perhaps even more blasphemous, though, is the lingering touches your god fixes upon your waist; the hunger in his eyes as you dance; the scrape of his pointed nails against your jawline; the tent in his robes at the sound of your laboured breaths after dancing.

you fear the god of war means to have you in more ways than one — and worse still, you can’t find it within you to care.

[kohhomaru]

[juuria]

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