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Hip to be Scared: Sukuna x F! Reader

I wrote this drabble for Mi Rey! This piece was fun and Dark to go with the song that I chose for Sukuna in the JJK Playlist Collab @satosuguslut. Find the Playlist here!

I chose the song "Hip to be Scared - Ice Nine Kills ft. Jacob Shaddix" . I will add the link at the end!!

WC: 1.3k

NSFW TW/CW: Violence, Blood play, Dacryphilia, Vaginal Fingering, Biting, Marking, Scratching, Themes of Horror, Murder, ...WARNING DC CONTENT/THEMES.

Your victim sat in the lone chair in the middle of the shrine, the sounds of the dragging bat echoed behind you dancing off of the domain walls, you could hear the whimpering and pathetic cries. You belonged here, in the darkness stalking your prey like a hungry lioness, you let out a maniacal giggle as your feet continued to wade in the pool of cursed energy that rippled toward the pathetic mortal. Your giggling made your victim begin to scream, “Oh, music to my ears...With my beauty routines and a fridge full of spleens...to hell with good intentions, to hell is where I go...the Devil makes exceptions…''

Continuing to sing as you finally came upon your victim you stopped right in front of them and placed your bare foot in between his legs and kicked causing him to scream as he fell back into the pool of darkness. Walking around his restrained body you giggled again before crouching down as you moved the bat to rest upon your shoulder. “Oh, I’m so sorry...I must remember my manners...where were we?” You brought your clawed fingers and caressed the screaming man’s face until you ran fingers through his hair before fisting it and pulling back hard enough to look at his horror stricken face.

“AHHHH!!! P-PLEASE!!! L-LET ME GO!!” Your eyes rolled back into your skull causing you to moan at the pitiful pleas the man was giving; your cunt began to throb at the fear you could smell from him. The fangs within your mouth begin to ache with the need to rip his throat out and make him suffer. Before you could give into your cursed desires you heard him call out for you causing you to smile down at your victim. “Ahhh...Daddy’s home, he’s going to be hungry too.” You stood and turned towards the pile of bones where he appeared in front of his empty throne.

“Hi, Mi Rey, I’ve missed you so. I’ve got dinner and a show, Daddy.” He started to chuckle, the deep baritone washes over your senses making your flesh breakout in goosebumps. “My little curse you always know what I want before I do.” He sat on his throne motioning for you to continue your activity, “Show me, my little psycho…gambere, gambere.” You turned your attention back to your victim below and let the bat swing down by your side.

“You know I usually would have killed vermin like you, but I want to play with you first.” Taking the end of your bat and placing it on the victim's chest, he began to scream louder. You laughed at him, Sukuna joining in as he watched how his little psycho was enjoying themselves. “Oh my a-a...are you pissing yourself, already?” You took the bat into both hands and lifted it, you began to hum your song again just walking around your victim; toying with his sanity.

“You really should have thought twice before you decided to do what you did to that woman. You see, I’m usually very naughty, but today you decided to be worse than any curse or demon.” The grip on the end of the bat tightened in your clawed hands as you smiled as wide as your lips would let it reach, fangs dripping with venom, “I guess today you’ll learn never to touch a woman if she doesn’t want it.” You swung down towards the man’s crotch feeling the impact reverberate up through your arms.

A few moments of silence held before a blood-curdling scream filled Sukuna’s malevolent domain, infinitely echoing like a grand opus, “AHHHHHH!!!!!! Scream all you want, you loathsome thing...But the devil makes exceptions for all…” You lifted the bat some more and continued to swing atop the victim’s body, the crunch of bones and the sounds of the squelch from exposed tissue made your pussy ache. You didn’t know how long you spent beating the victim to a pulp, the glee in your eyes lighting up your features, it was strong calloused hands that wrapped around your waist that brought you back down.

Sukuna watched you from his throne, his dicks becoming rock hard as he watched you toy with your kill, he smiled wide and felt arousal poison his blood stream making it hum in his ears like a rumbling freight train. With every point of contact and the ringing from your metal bat he moved back into the throne and spread his legs to palm his erection more. In over 1000 years he’d never found someone as depraved and blood thirsty as he was, you were his equal if not more frightening than himself at times. He groaned watching the flex of your muscles, the psychotic laughter spilling from your thick lips, and the haunting melody that flowed from your vocal chords like a siren's deadly aria.

He stood and made his way towards you from his throne, drinking in the way fresh blood poured down your body in streams, his cocks ached beneath his robe wetting the fabric with his arousal. He reached you and wrapped his monstrous hands around your waist bringing you into his expansive body. “My little curse…” He pressed kisses at the nape of your neck, growling into you as he towered over you, you giggled and turned wanting a kiss. Taking your thick lips, tasting the copper from the blood, he moaned and reached to pull open the kimono you wore.

Freeing your heaving breasts you reached up to his hair and entwined your own clawed hand into his tresses fisting them to earn a hiss of pain. The feel of his heavy tongue traced your lips before it entered your mouth to dance with your own hungry pink muscle. You could feel your slick arousal drip down your legs from the hot juncture of your thighs, you began to whimper with wanting him to touch you, “M-MOOORREEE!” You growled into his lips and felt him smile as he spun you to face your victim who was still screaming below.

The victim’s tears spurred on your searing arousal as you ground your voluptuous ass against his cursed dicks. You felt the use of his hands turning to mouths as he traced hot wet strips from your navel up to encircle your throat. You hear him groan as two more powerfully thick arms appeared to mark your flesh as his clawed fingers traced his curse marks upon your greatest organ. You heard his maniacal chuckle as he began to choke you.

Like Hell’s fiery pits, you began to vibrate at the feel of strong digits pressing against your carotid, “Y-YEESSS…” With all hands busy teasing and scratching your flesh, small blossoms of your own blood began to decorate your skin, “My, my, my aren’t you such the perfect little psycho. Getting off with your half dead prey watching...what did I do to deserve you, Mi Reina?” He growled and had his teeth nip against your throat before he smiled wide and bit down upon your pulsing artery. You screamed in pleasure as a set of hands found your messy cunt and spread your folds.

There screaming his name in pleasure you looked down with husky eyes to your victim and smiled down, “F-fuck me over the corpse, mi amado.” You felt Sukuna’s drool mix with your blood as it began to coat your shoulder while he sunk a thick finger into the depths of your fluttering walls while the feel of a tongue played with your throbbing clit.

Raising on your tips toes, the sound of guttural moans left your wounded throat, while the slowly dying victim watched the king of curses finger fuck you while his life slipped away. The horrors of your psychotic and villainous affair would be the last thing he saw as the King of Curses joined in your madness; singing your song of insanity to echo from the walls.