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Kabukicho Love (Chapter 10 – last chapter)

I don't wanna check into the Tokyo Love Hotel. I just want your love all to myself

Successful but lonely businessman Sukuna gave up on love. Why put his heart on the line when he can just as easily buy "love" from the prettiest escorts of Tokyo? But why does this supposedly fake love feel so real when he's with the new boy he booked?

Chapter 1 ++ Chapter 2 ++ Chapter 3 ++ Chapter 4 ++ Chapter 5 ++ Chapter 6 ++ Chapter 7 ++ Chapter 8 ++ Chapter 9

Pairing: Sukuna x Escort!Yuuji Genre: Escort AU, smut, fluff Word Count: 6k Playlist: Sukuita Escort AU Warnings: 18+, smut, sex work, age gap (Yuuji is 21 and Sukuna 30), oral, fingering, rimming, anal, cumshot, cum eating, alcohol, light angst, mention of a side character's death, mutual pining. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

There is art now for this series! Thank you so much to @/silverink58 for drawing this beautiful picture of Sukuna and Yuuji for me! I'm so happy that you let me commission you!

And thank you so much to @/cometcoffee103 for making this beautiful moodboard for the AU!

The elevator doors open, and Sukuna steps into his apartment. He is greeted by the warm glow of lights and the soothing noises of the tv playing softly in the background. It makes him falter for a moment. After all those months of coming home to a dark and ghostly-silent apartment, it is almost a shock to find the comforting signs of someone living here.

His gaze lands on Yuuji, standing with his back to him at one of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out over the rainy city, still wearing Sukuna's too-big training hoodie and sweatpants. He looks over his shoulder when he hears Sukuna, golden eyes meeting Sukuna's, and a small smile plays around his lips, tender and sweet.

"Hey, Sukuna. Welcome home."

Sukuna forgets to walk for a moment. His mouth feels dry at the onslaught of emotions washing over him.

Home.

No luxuries in the world managed to turn this penthouse into a home. Not when it was always empty and silent upon Sukuna's return. It was a place to sleep but no home, Sukuna realizes with surprising clarity.

A home is something different. It's a feeling. It's a feeling of comfort and security. A feeling of belonging. A feeling of love and warmth.

The feeling Sukuna experiences when he looks at Yuuji.

He can't function for a moment and just lingers in the middle of the room and stares at the beautiful boy standing by his window wearing his clothes and watching the raindrops run down the window, greeting him after a long day of work, waiting for Sukuna in his apartment like he belongs here.

And he does belong here.

It is almost overwhelming how much sense everything makes all of a sudden. This is right. This is how it always should be. How Sukuna wants it for the rest of his life.

He quickly crosses the few meters between them and wraps his arms around Yuuji, hugging him tightly from behind before he presses a gentle kiss to the side of Yuuji's neck.

"Hey, darling. How was your day? How are you feeling?"

"I'm ok, I think. Better than yesterday. You helped me a lot, Sukuna."

Yuuji leans against him, resting most of his weight on Sukuna, trusting him to hold him, trusting him to be there for him. And Sukuna's pulse flutters. He has so naturally taken on the role of taking care of Yuuji. Offering him his strength and reassurance when Yuuji needed it. And Yuuji allows him to do that. It makes Sukuna's head spin how good this feels.

He would lay anything he has at Yuuji's feet just to make him happy. Strong, powerful Sukuna, the CEO of a successful company, a rich and influential businessman. But as powerful as he is in every other aspect of his life, Yuuji is the one who has power over him. Yuuji has a hold on Sukuna like no one else. On Sukuna's heart, on his feelings.

It's a thought that scared Sukuna just a few weeks ago. It's the kind of thought that made him run and shut himself away.

But now it's not scary anymore. It feels right. This is what he wants. This is what gives his existence meaning. This is what makes him feel alive. Caring for Yuuji, loving him, and letting himself be soft for this beautiful man, no matter how vulnerable it makes him.

Suddenly it's all clear as day. Suddenly it's easy.

Sukuna loves Yuuji. He is in love with Yuuji. And he doesn't want to fight it or run from it. He wants to love, he wants to trust, and he wants to give his all.

And now he finally has to get those words out and say them out loud to the one they are meant for.

Sukuna's arms tighten around Yuuji, holding him safely as Sukuna rests his chin on Yuuji's shoulder. A soft smile tugs at his lips as he gazes outside the window, looking at the endless glittering lights of the city beneath them. A sea of light, an array of millions of people living in this huge city. He wonders briefly how many of them have found a true home. How many of them are holding the one they love in their arms right now too.

And then Sukuna finally says those magical words, his voice low and soft against the warm skin of Yuuji's neck,

"I love you, Yuuji."

He can hear and feel Yuuji's sharp intake of breath. And then Yuuji turns his head, and his pretty honey eyes blink at Sukuna, wide with surprise. His lips part in an inaudible "oh."

But before he can say anything, Sukuna quickly adds,

"I owe you an apology. I hurt you, and I have regretted that every day since then. I am sorry for pushing you away and running away from my feelings. I am not sure I can be the right man for you, not after acting so childish and putting you through all that. I'm not sure I deserve you. But I don't want to run anymore. I want you in my life. Not as an escort or just an acquaintance. I want you officially by my side. As my partner, as the man I love. I understand if you say no, and I will respect any decision you make. I understand if I am just a former client to you. But I want you to know how I truly feel about you. And if you let me, I will always be there for you, even if you say it was just business to you."

Yuuji stares at him, his eyes full of wonderous astonishment. Tears glisten in those pretty eyes and spill over as Sukuna watches. Two thick drops run slowly down Yuuji's cheeks, and Sukuna wants to lean down and kiss them away. But he stops himself. He waits patiently for Yuuji to tell him it's ok. To tell him Sukuna is allowed to do that, that he is allowed to stay in Yuuji's life.

Yuuji turns around in his arms, standing before him in Sukuna's clothes, tears running down his beautiful face. He reaches out to cup Sukuna's cheek with his hand, caressing it tenderly with his thumb. A touch as tender as the expression on his face.

His voice is thick with tears, but not the way he sounded yesterday. Not stricken by grief. This time he sounds happy.

"You haven't been just a client to me for a long time, Sukuna. I... I thought I messed everything up because I was so bad at hiding how much I like you. I thought you were uncomfortable with me having feelings for you. I thought it was too obvious how I felt. That I am...that I am so in love with you."

Sukuna's heart skips a beat at Yuuji's words, warmth flooding him, and relief washes over him that is so intense that he feels like a heavy weight was finally lifted off his shoulders.

He looks deeply into Yuuji's eyes while his arms circle around his waist. Holding him in his arms, but in a way that allows Yuuji to pull away at any time.

"Consider it carefully, darling. You have all the time in the world. I don't want you to feel pressured."

But Yuuji shakes his head vehemently,

"I don't need time! I love you, and I want to be with you! You are good for me, Sukuna! Can't you see? You were there for me when I needed you the most. You are a man who lives up to his mistakes and who takes responsibility. And we both messed things up. I should have been more direct about my feelings too. And my job was to fulfill my clients' fantasies and give them the illusion of love. Of course, you were reluctant to take a step further. But you haven't been a job to me for months. I daydreamed about us dating for real for a long time already."

He looks at Sukuna with big honey eyes and a cute blush on his tan cheeks. There is a hopeful glimmer in his eyes. And so much warmth. Sukuna feels like he will drown in those warm golden eyes. And this time, he doesn't want to turn back before that can happen.

"I'm glad we managed to work it out, baby. I promise you I will always be open with you from now on. No more hiding how I feel. I will be a better man. I will take care of you and give you all I've got from now on."

"You already do, Sukuna."

Yuuji's voice cracks, and he quickly presses his strong body tightly against Sukuna, capturing his lips in a firm kiss.

Sukuna's arms wrap tightly around him, caressing Yuuji's muscular back through the hoodie he's wearing, kissing him with deep, tender caresses of his tongue, smiling when Yuuji melts against him, warm and strong.

When they pull away again, Yuuji looks dazed.

"So that means...we are dating now? Wow! This feels like a dream. I never thought I could have you!"

His cuteness makes Sukuna laugh softly, reaching out to pet Yuuji's soft pink hair affectionately while his other arm is still wrapped around Yuuji's waist, still holding him in his arms, not willing to let go.

"And I never thought I could have you."

Fresh tears run down Yuuji's cheeks at Sukuna's words, and this time Sukuna really kisses them off his face. His lips lift in a gentle smile when he cups Yuuji's cheek and lets his gaze travel over that beautiful face, those pretty honey eyes that always hold so much warmth, those soft lips that taste so sweet and say such cute things. He can't stop himself from getting drowned in affection for his sweet lover.

Sometimes home is a person, he realizes. And that person is standing before him right now.

A matching smile spreads over Yuuji's face, brighter than the sun. They both grin at each other, and a laugh bursts out of Yuuji's mouth, happy and sweet. His eyes sparkle at Sukuna with so much happiness and excitement that it warms Sukuna from the inside.

And finally, Sukuna is truly home for the first time in his life.

They finally got it right. Yuuji is his. And Sukuna is Yuuji's.

December, a year later.

A low groan escapes Sukuna's mouth as the zipper of his suit pants gets dragged down expertly by Yuuji's teeth. His hips buck when his boyfriend nuzzles his warm cheek sweetly against the throbbing bulge in Sukuna's black boxer briefs.

"Ah, Fuck! Can't get enough of my cock, sweetheart?"

Sukuna smiles as his gaze slips down to where Yuuji is kneeling between his spread legs on the floor of Sukuna's office. He cups Yuuji's cheek tenderly, trailing his thumb over the smooth, warm skin before his fingers wander into Yuuji's hair to caress it gently.

Yuuji is a sight for sore eyes with his flushed cheeks and the horny look on his pretty face. His tongue darts out to wet his pretty pink lips, licking them seductively before he nods and smiles sweetly back at Sukuna.

"Hmm yeah, baby, I can never get enough of you."

The first tender kiss lands on Sukuna's cock, making his breath catch in his throat and his hand tighten in Yuuji's soft pink hair.

Yuuji's firm hands caress Sukuna's thighs, kneading his muscles gently as Yuuji takes Sukuna lovingly into his warm mouth.

And then Yuuji sucks on Sukuna's tip, and Sukuna's head falls back against the headrest of his office chair while a low groan escapes his parted lips.

For the next few minutes, the room is filled with the sounds of sex. The wet slurping noises of Yuuji bopping his sweet mouth on Sukuna's cock. The cute mewls in the back of Yuuji's throat. And the low moans and soft curses falling from Sukuna's lips. And all the while, Yuuji's pretty honey eyes gaze up at Sukuna with so much love and adoration that it makes Sukuna's head spin.

Outside his office room, the annual Christmas party of the S.H.R.I.N.E Group is in full swing. An event Sukuna dreads every year because he loathes the fake smiles and stupid small talk he has to make with his distant family members who only ever come into his headquarters if they get something for free, like the exquisite banquet and the luxurious gifts everyone receives at the end of the party.

But this year the Christmas event is much better. Because this year, Sukuna has Yuuji with him, and his sweet boyfriend is helping him take the edge off in the best way.

They only have a few stolen minutes here after they managed to sneak away from the party, but they make good use of them.

Soon Yuuji is on Sukuna's lap, riding him on his office chair while their lips meet in a heated needy kiss.

Sukuna smiles in between kisses, his lips brushing over Yuuji's neck and his jaw,

"How long have you been planning to fuck me in my office, sweetheart?"

"For months, actually. And when you told me about the Christmas party, I couldn't resist the opportunity. But can you blame me? I just want to give my boyfriend some sexy memories to think about when he gets bored at work. You'll never look at this chair the same again after tonight. I'll make sure of that, baby."

Yuuji smiles that stunning sunshine smile and cocks his head cutely, winking at Sukuna even as a loud gasp falls from his lips when Sukuna rolls his hips to fuck deeper into him. Somehow he manages to look cheeky and innocent at the same time when he adds,

"Merry Christmas, Kuna."

Sukuna can't help but laugh softly.

"Merry Christmas to you too, darling. You give the best presents."

Actually, Yuuji is the best gift himself. Sukuna's sweet and sexy boyfriend. He braces himself on Sukuna's pecs, digging his nails into the firm muscles, leaving his marks on Sukuna's body as he bounces so cutely on his cock, moaning Sukuna's name in that shaky way that always drives Sukuna wild.

Before he knows it, Sukuna already grabs Yuuji's black tie, the only piece of clothing he is currently wearing, wraps it around his wrist, and tugs firmly on it to pull Yuuji into another deep kiss.

Their soft moans fill the room, followed by whispered words of praise and love when Sukuna's fingers sprawl over Yuuji's hips, guiding him up and down on his cock as they both ride out the last waves of their orgasms.

Sukuna has never enjoyed any Christmas party as much as the one tonight.

A few minutes later, Sukuna is strolling out of his private bathroom, tugging himself back into his pants and buttoning up his dress shirt after wiping Yuuji's cum off his skin.

His gaze drifts over to his desk. Yuuji is still naked, sprawling in Sukuna's office chair in all his glory. A fond smile spreads over Sukuna's face. Yuuji is a mouth-watering sight with all that smooth tan skin and strong muscles on display for Sukuna's admiring gaze. His muscular thighs are spread, and his gorgeous thick cock is softening gradually between them. Milky threads of cum are glistening on his defined abs and pecs.

And Sukuna knows that more cum is seeping out of Yuuji's cute hole and onto Sukuna's fine leather chair. Sukuna's cum. A thought that still blows his mind. That he is allowed to claim Yuuji so completely. That he is allowed to pump him full of his warm seed, to be as close to him as possible, without anything between them.

The smile on Sukuna's face grows even wider. He knows how he must look right now. His usually smug smirk replaced by a lovestruck smile, his poker face gone and replaced by a tender expression. Here, with Yuui, he can be soft. He can be just Sukuna.

His heart feels so full anytime he watches Yuuji after they make love.

Those pretty golden eyes meet his, and the beautiful sunshine smile spreads over Yuuji's face. Laughter bubbles out of his mouth,

"I am sorry for making such a mess, baby, but I think it was worth it, wasn't it?"

Sukuna chuckles as he leans down to gently clean Yuuji with the wet towel he brought from his bathroom before also wiping away the small pool of cum on his office chair.

"Very worth it. I hope you will sweeten my boring office days more often from now on."

Before Sukuna can straighten up again, he gets stopped by a strong hand on the back of his neck, warm fingertips gently playing with the short hair of his undercut as Yuuji pulls him closer for a sweet kiss.

When he pulls away again, his sunshine smile is even brighter,

"I will give you all the sweetness you need, baby. And you have a very fancy office...I might come by here more often now that I know how comfy this leather chair is. And you look so sexy in it, sir."

"Not as sexy as you. Especially when you are naked while sitting on it."

More laughter falls from Yuuji's mouth, genuine and loud, and his honey eyes sparkle with so much happiness and love that Sukuna can't help but reach out and ruffle his pretty pink hair.

This is the man Sukuna loves more than anyone or anything in this world. His lover, his partner, his everything.

Sukuna and Yuuji return to the party five minutes later. They both look immaculate as they walk back to the large conference room where the festivity is being held. Two gorgeous tall men in black designer suits and with matching pink hair.

Sukuna knows they have all eyes on them when they enter the room. Each of them looks good on their own, but together they are stunning. He can't help but feel a wave of pride wash over him. Pride that Yuuji is here with him. Sukuna makes no secret about the fact that Yuuji is his date. His official partner, the man by Sukuna's side.

A confident professional smile is on Sukuna's face as he steps into the room. His arm is loosely wrapped around Yuuji's waist as they both take a glass of champagne and sip it while they mingle with the other party guests.

This is the most dreaded part of the evening for Sukuna. The small talk, the useless gossip, the unfunny jokes, the fake smiles. But tonight, he finds it isn't as bad as he expected. If he is honest, he is even enjoying himself.

It's all thanks to his personal sunshine. Even a boring business event is bearable with Yuuji by his side.

Yuuji is good at these things. His natural charm and kindness make him the perfect party guest. And the training he went through before working for Infinity Escorts added to that. Yuuji knows how to hold a conversation, no matter how mundane the topic is. And he can talk business too, always up to date with what is happening in the world. It's something Gojo insisted was necessary for a high-class escort like Yuuji. He isn't working as an escort anymore, but the habit remains that he reads the news. Sukuna can't stop looking at him, and he knows that everyone else is doing the same.

Yuuji is like the sun. He shines so brightly anywhere he goes, filling the conference room with his cute laugh and his pretty smile. Charming and magnetic. Sukuna can see his business partners hanging on Yuuji's lips. He is hit by an almost overwhelming feeling of affection.

A fond smile tugs at Sukuna's lips as he watches his man over the rim of his champagne glass as Yuuji makes conversation with two of Sukuna's business partners.

Yuuji's laugh is genuine and sweet as he shakes his head when Sukuna's business partner assumes Yuuji works for the S.H.R.I.N.E. Group too,

"Oh no. I don't work here. I have my own business. But you can see some of my work here tonight."

He points at the magnificent Christmassy flower arrangement on the large table in the middle of the banquet.

"If you ever host an event at your company and need it to look good, you should place an order at Tiger Flowers. And if you are nice to my dear Sukuna here, I will even give you the family and friends discount!"

His eyes sparkle as he smiles broadly at Sukuna, leaning closer to kiss his cheek before he turns to look at Sukuna's business partners again, raising his champagne glass to propose a toast to Sukuna and the S.H.R.I.N.E. Group. Sukuna's business partners join in on the toast, both laughing with Yuuji.

Sukuna doesn't even try to hide the big grin on his face as he clinks glasses with them and adds in an amused voice,

"You should absolutely check out Tiger Flowers. They only deliver to the best addresses in the city, and the owner is very charming, as you can see."

After he stopped working as an escort, Yuuji continued his studies to become a movie director one day. But he also went back to the flower shop he had worked at prior to Infinity Escorts, saying that he had always enjoyed the job there and that the old owner was probably happy about the help. But it turned out that the owner was about to retire. That's when Yuuji stepped up and asked to take over the shop from him. And Tiger Flowers was born.

Sukuna and Gojo insisted on investing some money in renovating the old flower shop, giving Yuuji a chance to design it exactly the way he wanted. And he turned it into a beautiful modern flower shop with two very lucrative business deals. A contract with Infinity Escorts to deliver all the flower arrangements for the clubs and bars and the roses for the dates. And a deal with the S.H.R.I.N.E. Group to provide all flower arrangements for the office in Tokyo.

Tiger Flowers is a place for everyone. The average guy next door and the members of Tokyo's elite who need pretty flowers to decorate their glittering offices and penthouses.

And after this Christmas party, Tiger Flowers will have even more customers. Sukuna already knows that.

The whole group chuckles softly, and Sukuna's arm around Yuuji tightens affectionately as he grins at Yuuji and then back at his business partners. They continue their little casual bickering, small talk, and jokes, little teasing comments interlaced with business talk about the plans for the following year.

Sukuna walks out of the conversation with a new lucrative deal in his pocket and a warm feeling in his heart.

An hour later, Sukuna and Yuuji stand on the rooftop terrace of the office building, taking a small break from the festivity to get a breath of fresh air and sip another glass of champagne while gazing over the nightly city.

Sukuna smiles as he swallows the drink, and his eyes wander over the twinkling city lights.

"I'm glad that you joined me for the party, darling. It's a lot more fun with you."

Yuuji's answering smile is bright and sweet as he leans against Sukuna's side,

"Aww, come on, baby, it's a nice party! I love the flower arrangements..."

They both laugh at that. Despite the chilly temperatures out here, Sukuna feels warm. That familiar warmth he associates with Yuuji. It's a feeling that never really leaves him since that day he and Yuuji became a couple. Since that day when they both finally laid all their cards open and admitted their feelings.

And now, this warmth surrounds Sukuna even when his personal sunshine isn't standing right next to him. It's a permanent feeling of love. A feeling of belonging. A feeling of home that he carries with him everywhere he goes.

Standing here high above the city, watching Tokyo's seemingly endless sea of lights as the cold December air brushes over his hair, Sukuna can't help but reminisce about the year that will soon come to a close.

A lot has happened in the last 12 months. A lot of wonderful things.

Yuuji went back to college and also opened Tiger Flowers. He moved in with Sukuna, turning the penthouse into a home for both of them. They established the blissful familiarity that comes with sharing your life with the person you love.

A year of getting to know every facette of the other and falling even deeper in love because of it. They both grew into a new version of themselves, a happier one.

Sukuna learned to open up again. To lay his heart into someone else's hands, and trust this person, trust Yuuji, to keep it whole. He learned to give all he's got to Yuuji, just as he promised, and found that it was the most rewarding thing he has ever done.

Nothing has ever felt so right as taking care of Yuuji and letting Yuuji take care of him. He thinks maybe he figured out the meaning of life.

They became each other's home, each other's safe place. Sukuna never thought he would love like this again. But he does. Oh, he does. He loves Yuuji with all of his heart.

His tender thoughts get interrupted by the loud clicking of high heels on the marble tiles. Sukuna turns his head only to groan inwardly as he sees who is marching toward them.

His cousin from Kyoto.

She looks furious as she stops in front of him and Yuuji, not even trying to hide her disapproval. Her gaze is shooting daggers at Yuuji, eying him with obvious disgust on her face as if he is some vermin she wants to get rid of.

It makes Sukuna wrap a protective arm around his angel and pull him against his side. He fixes his cousin with a challenging stare, daring her to say something.

Her voice is harsh when she spats out,

"Do you have no shame at all, Sukuna? You got the nerve to bring one of your little whores to a company event? Do you have any idea how embarrassing this is for me to stand there and watch this? I don't care what you do behind closed doors, but displaying that fetish of yours here is disgusting!"

Sukuna can't help but chuckle darkly. He should have known that she would cause problems. So far, the reactions to his relationship with Yuuji have been positive. Of course, some people knew about Yuuji's former occupation. But none of them had a problem with it. Especially not after meeting Yuuji in person and talking to him. He had easily managed to wrap everyone around his finger.

Except for Sukuna's cousin, apparently. She is glaring at him and Sukuna, shaking from anger.

Sukuna sighs. When he answers her, his voice is dripping with fake sweetness and a condescending tone,

"Good evening to you too, my dear cousin. May I introduce you to my boyfriend Yuuji? You may have mixed things up a little. I don't have any whores. I used to meet some lovely escorts, though. And each one of them was much more classy than you could ever dream of being. But Yuuji here isn't my escort. He is my partner. Something you would know if you showed even the slightest interest in what is going on in my life or my company apart from showing up at my annual Christmas party to get free champagne and a luxurious gift package."

He can't help a smug smirk from spreading over his face when he hears her sharp intake of breath.

"Tsk, I can see what he is! A pretty little whore who spreads his legs for anyone who pays him! And you bring him here and parade him around, making a fool of yourself! A hooker isn't a suitable partner for the CEO of a company like ours. You drag our family name through the dirt and don't even seem to care. I am appalled!"

Sukuna's hand tightens around the champagne glass he's holding. Anger is surging through him. Cold rage upon hearing how this woman talks about the love of his life. Sukuna can feel Yuuji stir in his embrace, obviously uncomfortable. And that's when something in Sukuna snaps.

He fixes his cousin with a deadly glare. His voice is low and dangerous,

"I forbid you to talk about my fiancé like that. Yuuji is worth a lot more than you and your whole branch of the family. He deserves to carry our family name more than you do."

He can see the moment his words register, and his cousin's eyes widen in shock at the same time as a soft gasp escapes Yuuji's mouth. Sukuna can practically feel Yuuji 's eyes on him and imagine the astonished expression on his pretty face.

Maybe Sukuna got carried away a little bit. The fiancé part isn't true. Not yet, at least. Yuuji didn't know about it until now, but Sukuna has thought about it a lot during the last few months. He knows what he wants.

He has it all planned out. He has already booked the getaway over New Year at the same beach resort Sukuna and Yuuji had been to on their first weekend together.

The same hotel suite, this time during winter time, to watch the magnificent fireworks paint the ocean into a bright sea of color. And during that moment, when the fireworks begin, Sukuna wants to get on one knee and ask Yuuji to become his husband.

That is at least how Sukuna planned to tell Yuuji he wants to marry him. Not here on the rooftop of his office building, with his fuming cousin in front of him. But desperate times call for desperate measures.

His cousin's eyes are almost comically wide as her head snaps from Sukuna to Yuuji and back again.

"Fiancé?! You have really lost your mind, Sukuna. How can you even consider that? He is just after your money! He is a whore! Excuse me, an escort... It doesn't matter what you call him. The facts stay the same! He lets anyone fuck him if the price is right! How many people at this party has he already offered his services to? And you want to make him your husband? This is the peak of unprofessionalism! This company isn't in good hands with you!"

She screams the last part, sounding as furious as Sukuna feels too. But his voice is calm, a dangerous whisper, when he retorts,

"Oh, is that so? Do you think you would be better for the company? So why didn't you take it? Where were you when my dad died and we needed someone to take over the CEO post? Know your place. Don't come here to my office, to my Christmas party, and talk shit like this, especially not to the man I love. I've had enough of you. I expect you to hand in your resignation on Monday. If not, I guarantee I will make your life in my company hell. Now go and get your good-for-nothing husband and get out of my sight. If you aren't gone when I return to the party, I will have you kicked out by security."

He watches her open her mouth and close it again several times, eyes wide as the gravity of what he just said washes over her. She gulps hard.

"Fine! I'll leave. Fuck you, Kuna!"

She storms off, banging the large glass door shut behind her, leaving behind a stunned Yuuji and a victorious Sukuna.

Yuuji's voice breaks the momentary silence,

"Oh my god..."

To Sukuna's relief, he sounds more amused than hurt. As if he is watching one of his movies and commenting on the drama that's happening. Sukuna huffs and turns his face to press a tender kiss on Yuuji's cheek.

"I'm sorry about this, baby. Don't listen to her. She has always been a bitter person who is envious of everyone else, especially me."

Sukuna feels Yuuji shift in his arms, and then amused golden eyes gaze at him while a small cheeky smile plays around his lips,

"So, I'm your fiancé, hm?"

Sukuna chuckles softly,

"Well, I had to say something so she would leave you alone. But you know... it wasn't really a lie. Not for me, at least."

"Huh?"

Now Yuuji blinks at him. His big beautiful eyes gaze at Sukuna with a puzzled look. Those pretty eyes that offer Sukuna so much love and happiness every single day.

And suddenly, Sukuna knows that it doesn't matter that they are at his company's Christmas party and not at the fancy beach resort. It doesn't matter that there are no fireworks or that Sukuna doesn't have a ring.

He promised himself and Yuuji to never run again. And so he will just improvise and do what he knows in his heart is the right thing to do.

And so he gets on one knee, takes Yuuji's hand in his and smiles up at him.

"I wanted to do this another way, and I don't even have your engagement ring with me. It's at home, hidden in our closet, waiting for our little New Year trip. But it doesn't matter, because what I want to ask you doesn't need a specific time or place. All that matters is that you are my everything. You make me happier than I have ever been, and my goal is to make you happy too. I love you, Yuuji. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So, would you please do me the honor of becoming my husband?"

Yuuji's loud gasp is the cutest thing Sukuna has ever heard. He feels Yuuji's hand flexing in his, clutching at Sukuna as tears form in those pretty golden eyes before they spill over and slowly run down Yuuji's beautiful face.

And then, instead of pulling Sukuna up, Yuuji gets on his knees too, joining him on the floor with his bright sunshine smile and a happy sob falling from his trembling lips.

"I never...oh Sukuna, I never expected this..."

A tender smile spreads over Sukuna's face.

"You are so cute, darling. You are worth the whole world. You are worth everything. My company, my money, my car...all of those things don't matter. I would give anything I have away just to have you forever. I love you, Yuuji."

"I love you too, Kuna. I love you so much."

His hiccup at the end of the sentence makes Sukuna's heart clench affectionately. He reaches out with his free hand to cup Yuuji's cheek, tenderly wiping some of the hot tears away.

"So what is your answer to my question, sweetheart? Do you want to marry me?"

Yuuji smiles at him while more happy tears stream down his pretty face, and he nods enthusiastically.

"Yes! Of course, I want to marry you!"

He makes a cute sound that is a mix between a sob and a chuckle and flings himself at Sukuna, almost knocking him over, wrapping his arms tightly around him and capturing his lips in a tender kiss.

And Sukuna laughs too, happy and carefree like never before, as he wraps his arms tightly around Yuuji and smiles into the tender kiss they share.

He never thought he would have this. Not after he had given up on love years ago. But now, on the floor of his office building's rooftop terrace on a chilly night a few days before Christmas, he has everything he wants right here in front of him.

He has Yuuji.

And Sukuna knows now that you can open your heart again after it has been broken. You can find happiness again, no matter at what point in your life. He certainly did. Even after he gave up on love, even after he decided to shut all his feelings away. He let himself feel again. He let himself love again and let himself be loved in return. And he thinks this is the best decision he has ever made.

He doesn't need fake love anymore. He has true love right here in his arms.

- The end -

Aaaahhh, this was the last chapter!! So many tears were cried while writing this. I hope you liked it and I could give Yuuji and Sukuna the happy end they deserve!! Thank you so much to everyone who read this story until the end! Your comments and all the love I received for this story means so much to me! This AU really is my baby, I was so invested in this love story, and I am so happy that I could finish it. I think I packed some of my worst qualities into both Sukuna and Yuuji, and it feels like therapy to give them a happy ending like this and to say that it's never too late to find love even after your heart has been broken.

It's bittersweet to post this last chapter. On the one hand, I am happy I could tell the whole story. On the other hand, I will miss this AU so much! But Yuuji and Sukuna are happy now, and I am sure they will have a wonderful time at their little getaway over New Year and at their wedding soon after, so they don't really need me anymore :)

Thank you again for all the love!! I am so grateful to everyone who read this story and gave nice feedback! I hope to see you again when I start posting my next Sukuita story :) I am sending you lots of love! Thank you!!

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Kabukicho Love (Chapter 09)

I don't wanna check into the Tokyo Love Hotel. I just want your love all to myself

Chapter 1 ++ Chapter 2 ++ Chapter 3 ++ Chapter 4 ++ Chapter 5 ++ Chapter 6 ++ Chapter 7 ++ Chapter 8 Pairing: Sukuna x Escort!Yuuji Genre: Escort AU, smut, fluff Word Count: 6k Playlist: Sukuita Escort AU Warnings: 18+, smut, sex work, age gap (Yuuji is 21 and Sukuna 30), oral, fingering, rimming, anal, cumshot, cum eating, alcohol, light angst, mention of a side character's death, mutual pining. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

There is art now for this series! Thank you so much to @/silverink58 for drawing this beautiful picture of Sukuna and Yuuji for me! I'm so happy that you let me commission you!

The weeks pass. The leaves turn red and orange and tumble onto the streets, filling Tokyo with their bright colors. The air becomes so chilly that Sukuna needs to turn the heating up when he steers his Porsche through the rainy streets on his way to work and back home.

The summer is long gone. And yet the memories remain. The weekend at the beach is still so fresh in Sukuna's mind. The first time he met Yuuji. The first time he looked into those golden eyes. The first time he felt the comfort of his personal sunshine's warmth.

He can't help but drown in memories. The beach trip. All the times he met Yuuji back home in Tokyo. Their restaurant dates. Their movie nights in Sukuna's bed. Honey eyes, warm tan skin, bright sunshine smile, a cute laugh. And always so much love.

Sukuna knows now that he was an idiot. That he was his own worst enemy who had sabotaged the only good thing in his life. Denying himself the love that had been right in front of him.

He still doesn't know how Yuuji feels about him. About them. Maybe he only saw Sukuna as a client. Maybe he saw him as a friend. But maybe there was also a chance that they could have been so much more. It would have only taken one heartfelt conversation. Only one. But Sukuna ruined it.

He will have to live with it now, with the knowledge that he was standing in his own way. And he will live with it. He will move on, just like he always does. But it's hard. Especially because Sukuna is fully aware that he lost another part of himself that he will never get back.

Everything has become so dull again. It's like the world is a black-and-white movie, and not even the brightly colored autumn leaves and pumpkins can change that.

It's the way it was before Sukuna met Yuuji. He feels like he isn't truly alive but just walking through a scene, a made-up figure caught in a movie he doesn't want to be in.

Fake smiles, fake conversations, fake emotions. He goes to work, he goes to meetings, he goes to the gym, and all the while, he feels nothing.

He exists but doesn't live.

And the moment Sukuna gets home to his cold and empty apartment, the feelings of regret and of loss come to haunt him. It is even worse than the detached feelings he has at work.

He sits on his luxurious black leather couch, swirling the ice cubes in his drink around, listening to their hypnotic click as they tumble through the great shot of vodka. Sukuna's gaze is fixed on the tv. But he can't tell what is on. The only thing he sees are honey eyes and a sunshine smile.

And then, his mind inevitably strays to that night in the club. He sees the same pretty face but without that happy smile. He sees golden eyes dimmed by sadness. A smile that is forced.

And the guilt drowns him. The last memory he has of Yuuji is this. This sad look on his pretty face. The sadness that Sukuna put there.

He eats the takeout he got on his way home, not tasting it. He showers, cursing himself when his eyes close, and he imagines smooth tan skin and buff muscles writhing beneath him. Pretty honey eyes glazed over with pleasure. Defined abs flexing as they get covered in Yuuji's milky cum when the boy cums so sweetly for him.

The tension never leaves Sukuna's body, even after he cums all over his hand and the shower wall, watching numbly as the warm water washes the traces of his climax away.

He lies in bed, later on, unable to find rest. He re-watches the same movies over and over again. Movies he doesn't even think are that good.

But he remembers Yuuji's excited commentary. Remembers the comforting feeling of Yuuji's weight leaning against his side. He remembers the smell of popcorn and the taste of strawberry cheesecake ice cream on Yuuji's lips and tongue.

Sukuna gets up, walking barefoot over the cold marble floor to his kitchen to rummage through the freezer. He returns to bed with a container of said strawberry cheesecake ice cream. A flavor he would never buy for himself. But lately, it has become his guilty pleasure.

He falls asleep while another movie Yuuji enjoyed plays in the background. And he wakes up with the same heavy heart the next morning.

The ringing of his phone pulls Sukuna out of the middle of an important business contract he is currently working on. He sighs in annoyance,

"Uraume, I told you I don't want to get disturbed."

His assistant sounds apologetic when she informs him softly,

"I know, and I am sorry, sir, but I have Mr. Gojo in the line. He says it's an urgent matter. Apparently, he also tried to reach you on your mobile phone, but you might have turned it off."

"Oh for f..."

Sukuna rubs his temple and forces himself to stop snapping at his assistant. Uraume is good at running interference for him, but Sukuna knows it's almost impossible to get rid of Gojo Satoru if he is set on something.

So Sukuna takes a deep breath before he says in a strained voice,

"It's fine. Put him through."

He steels himself for whatever Gojo has in store for him. His old friend has tried several times to talk to Sukuna during the last weeks. But Sukuna effectively shut down every conversation.

He should have known that it would only be a question of time before his friend tried to get to him this way. Gojo doesn't like to get ignored.

Sukuna emits a heavy sigh as he leans back in his leather chair and takes the call,

"What do you want, Satoru? I told you I am not interested in booking an escort at the moment! This is really getting annoying."

Sukuna is fuming. He is ready to make this ugly today. His patience is wearing thin anyway with the whole situation, and on top of that, he has to put the finishing touches to the contract.

But whatever angry rant he had at the tip of his tongue gets stopped by Gojo's uncharacteristically serious voice telling him,

"Yuuji's grandpa died."

There is a long moment of silence. Sukuna stares at his desk as a buzzing fills his ears.

When he finally manages to talk, all he brings out is a shaky sounding,

"What?"

"Yuuji's grandpa passed away two days ago."

"Oh fuck... I'm sorry. But... but why do you tell me this!? That's personal stuff!"

He can't believe the nerve of Gojo. But most of all, Sukuna feels like he can't breathe all of a sudden. His left hand flies to his tie, and he yanks on it, loosening it with an erratic movement of his fingers.

Yuuji.

Yuuji has lost his grandpa. As far as Sukuna knows, the only family the boy had left. He feels a tightness in his chest.

Gojo clears his throat before he explains himself in a thick voice, sounding so different from his usual teasing and ironic self that it hurts.

"I'm telling you because Yuuji isn't taking this well. And he has no one. Of course, I already took care of all the organizational things for him. But...he is really distraught. He needs someone to look after him, Kuna. And I know that you care about him. So I thought you might want to know."

"Why...I... I don't know what I could even do."

"The cremation is today at 1:00pm. Maybe you want to accompany Yuuji. I think that would help him."

"Have you lost your mind? Why would he want to see me? I was just a client. One of many. I can't intrude on such a personal ceremony! That wouldn't be right."

"You know, for someone that smart, you can be incredibly dense."

"And what is that supposed to mean, Satoru?"

"That Yuuji likes you. Who am I kidding? He is head over heels in love with you. You weren't just a client to him."

That leaves Sukuna speechless. He blinks at the computer screen he has been staring at,

"Did he say that?"

"No, but he didn't have to. I have eyes. I know these things. Listen, go to him, please. Take care of him. He needs you right now. I know you don't like getting told what to do. And I know you ran away from the feelings you had for him. You and I are very alike, so I understand. But see it as advice from an old friend who wants to see you happy. And also as the person who probably knows Yuuji the best. You are the one who can offer him the most comfort right now. So put aside your pride and messed-up ideas of running away from love. I'll give you the address. Go see him. Take care of him and make things right between the two of you."

Gojo hangs up on him before Sukuna can think of a reply.

The CEO stares at his phone for a long time after the call ended. His mind is reeling with a whirlwind of thoughts. He doesn't know whether Gojo is right about Yuuji's feelings. Or even if he is, Sukuna is sure those feelings changed after the way he treated Yuuji. After he just left him.

But all of this doesn't matter right now. The only thing that matters is that Yuuji is mourning his grandpa. The old man was the only family Yuuji had left. Yuuji is all alone now. This sweet boy who has so much warmth and kindness in his heart. That sweet boy who always cares so much for the people around him. It's not fair.

Sukuna sighs. He isn't sure this is the right decision. Isn't sure if Yuuji really wants him at such a personal ceremony like the cremation of his grandpa. But he knows that he has to try. He has to go there and look after Yuuji. He could never forgive himself if he doesn't go.

The opened file with the important contract is forgotten as Sukuna grabs his car keys and rushes out of his office, informing his assistant on his way out that he will be busy for the rest of the day and that she should reschedule all meetings and calls.

Sukuna parks his Porsche in front of the crematory with an uneasy feeling in his stomach. He huffs grimly as he drums his fingers onto the steering wheel. It's rare for him to feel this way. To feel nervous.

Sukuna isn't someone who has any inhibitions about talking to people, about barging into their lives with large confident strides. He is someone who takes the initiative, someone who is in control, and someone who gets things done in his typical confident manner.

And yet his pulse flutters when he gets out of his car, adjusting his designer suit before he slowly strolls towards the large building where the boy, who turned Sukuna's carefully constructed world of sex and money upside down, is currently experiencing one of the most personal and painful moments life can throw at someone.

Sukuna can see the pink hair already from afar. Yuuji is loitering around in front of the entrance of the large building. His usually tall and energetic figure looks small today, with slumped shoulders and a hanging head. He is wearing one of his tailored designer suits, which is snug in all the right places, looking exactly like the perfect dream he sells to his clients. Apart from the apparent grief that has its chokehold on him.

Sukuna's heart clenches painfully at the sight. He accelerates his steps without realizing it, coming up behind Yuuji with a soft cough to get his attention.

When Yuuji turns around, Sukuna is stunned for a second. He missed seeing this face, missed those golden eyes and the softness that is always present in those flawless features. Yuuji is as pretty as always, even though his eyes are red and puffy from crying.

Those red-rimmed honey eyes widen in surprise as they meet Sukuna's.

"Sukuna? What... what are you doing here?"

Yuuji sounds weak. His voice is thick with tears and raspy from crying so much. Sukuna wants to wrap him in his arms and never let go again.

His fingers twitch with the urge to reach out and pull Yuuji to him. But he stops himself. He wants to make sure the boy is ok with him being here. And so Sukuna just cocks his head and watches Yuuji closely as he says in a careful, low voice,

"I came to check on you. Gojo told me about your grandpa. My deepest condolences, Yuuji."

Yuuji stares at him, dumbfounded for a moment. The silence drags on, and then his lips start to tremble, and Sukuna can see his eyes becoming glassy as fresh tears gather in them.

One of those tears spills over and runs down the boy's cheek, making Sukuna take a step closer. But before he can reach out to touch Yuuji, the boy is already making a choked-up sound, and he flings himself into Sukuna's arms with so much force that it almost makes Sukuna stumble.

But he catches Yuuji and quickly wraps his arms around him. Sukuna sighs at the familiar feeling of Yuuji's strong muscular body pressing against his, and tightens his hold on the boy, hugging him tightly in his need to comfort him.

"Shhh baby, I got you. It's ok. It's ok, sweetheart. I'm here for you."

Yuuji's face is buried in the crook of Sukuna's neck while his body is shaking with soft sobs. He is clinging desperately to Sukuna as if the CEO is his lifeline.

It's at that moment that Sukuna knows he did the right thing by coming here. He needs to be here. He needs to hold Yuuji, needs to let him cry in his arms, needs to be by his side to offer him his care and strength.

It doesn't matter what was between them or what wasn't, or what could have been. All that matters right now is that Yuuji needs him and that Sukuna is here for him.

Sukuna's hands trail soothingly up and down Yuuji's back, drawing delicate patterns on his muscles, offering the comfort of his touch and the reassurance of his low velvety voice in Yuuji's ear, telling him that he will stay by Yuuji's side through the ceremony, promising him that Yuuji doesn't have to go through this alone.

And Sukuna keeps his promise. He leads Yuuji inside the building. He keeps his arm around him, letting Yuuji lean on him during the short ceremony. And finally, Sukuna offers to help Yuuji collect his grandpa's remains out of the ashes, and the boy accepts with a sad but grateful smile. Afterward, when they have carefully put all the bones in an expensive-looking urn, which was definitely ordered by Gojo, they leave the crematory together.

Yuuji clutches the urn tightly to his chest, gaze fixed on it on the way outside, but his honey gaze drifts to Sukuna's once they stop in front of the building.

"Thank you for coming here, Sukuna. That was very sweet of you."

He tries a smile, but it's a poor imitation of his usual bright sunshine smile. Sukuna can't help but reach out and cup the boy's cheek, caressing it gently with his thumb as he looks at the dark circles under his eyes and the tearstains on his cheeks.

How did Yuuji even get here? By train? Or did Gojo tell his driver to bring him here? It doesn't matter, though, because suddenly, Sukuna knows that there is no universe in which he will leave Yuuji's side. Not today.

"You're coming home with me."

"B...but...I don't want to be a burden..."

Sukuna laughs softly and shakes his head, continuing in his stern CEO voice that leaves no place for no,

"I won't accept a no. I won't let you be alone tonight. And you are never a burden. I will take care of you, baby."

Yuuji blinks rapidly, but he can't stop new tears from welling up in his pretty eyes and running down his cheeks as he nods weakly and lets Sukuna lead him to his car.

Sukuna's hand is on the small of Yuuji's back as he gently steers the boy into his penthouse when the elevator door opens.

He didn't plan any of this. He didn't think he'd see Yuuji today. He certainly didn't think he would bring him home again.

But he can't help but think how right it feels to have Yuuji back by his side, even if it is just for a day, just to look after him and make sure he doesn't drown in his grief.

Sukuna makes Yuuji sit on his couch and eyes him warily,

"Do you want some of your favorite ice cream, sweetheart? Or water? A glass of red wine?"

He stops when Yuuji's hand reaches out to grab the sleeve of Sukuna's suit jacket, and those big honey eyes look up at him with a pleading look in them.

"I don't need anything... Just... Please, just come here."

Sukuna doesn't refuse when Yuuji tugs on his arm. He joins the boy on the couch, watching him carefully, his heart aching when he sees the fresh tears in Yuuji's eyes.

He doesn't stop Yuuji when he wraps his fingers around Sukuna's tie and pulls him closer until he can press his lips against Sukuna's in a heated, desperate kiss.

Sukuna kisses him back, deep and tender, offering the boy the comfort of physical touch. He can feel the tears on Yuuji's cheeks, can even taste them on his lips and tongue. It fills Sukuna with the desperate urge to make things ok again, to take care of this sweet boy in his arms.

But he stops Yuuji when his hands start to undo Sukuna's shirt. It doesn't seem ok to take this further. Not in the current state Yuuji is in, grief-stricken and distraught. Sukuna doesn't want to take advantage of the situation. But Yuuji blinks at him through his tearstained lashes,

"Please, Sukuna..."

Sukuna opens his mouth to reply and turn him down, but before he can do so, Yuuji slings his arms around his neck and leans closer, seeking Sukuna's warmth, snuggling against him like a cute lost pet, and sniffles into his neck,

"Please don't push me away, Sukuna. I need you."

Sukuna's half-hearted resolve slips through his fingers at the boy's words, and he wraps his arms tightly around Yuuji, holding him safely in his arms, caressing Yuuji's muscular back soothingly,

"It's ok, baby. Tell me what you need, and I'll give it to you."

"Please take my mind off everything. I don't want to think...please just fuck me until I don't have to think anymore."

His fingers are playing with the buttons of Sukuna's shirt again, and this time Sukuna lets him.

He captures Yuuji's lips in another deep kiss, making sure to leave the boy breathless, doing what Yuuji asked of him, making him forget about the current tragedy in his life and instead just feel.

They make it to the bedroom while kissing and tearing at each other's clothes, leaving a trail of designer clothes on the white marble floor on their way to Sukuna's bedroom.

They don't stop until the back of Yuuji's legs hit the bed, and Sukuna pushes him gently down, following him immediately, covering the boy's strong body with his own, moving against him, skin on skin, while he kisses him deeply.

Yuuji moans into his mouth when their hard cocks rub against one another.

Sukuna's head spins with desire upon hearing Yuuji's cute noises and feeling his velvety hardness rub against Sukuna's as their pre-cum mingles and leaves a hot sticky sensation on Sukuna's cock.

The urge to finally claim Yuuji again drives him almost wild. And yet, he clings to the little bit of control he has still left in him, to take things slow, to make sure he takes the utmost care of Yuuji.

Yuuji's moans turn into cute mewls when Sukuna fingers him open with his lube-coated fingers, slow and gentle. Yuuji asked him to fuck all his problems away for a short while at least, and Sukuna knows how to do that.

Yuuji's hips buck when Sukuna massages the sweet spot deep inside him, watching enrapt how beautiful Yuuji looks, with his flushed cheeks and his eyes closed tightly, lips hanging open as the sweetest noises tumble out of his pretty mouth.

"Sukuna...ah...please...please. I need you inside me, want to feel full. I need your cock, Master, please."

"I know, baby. I got you. And I'm not your Master today. I'm just Sukuna. Ok, baby? It's just you and me. Just Yuuji and Sukuna."

His gaze meets Yuuji's, seeing a surprised look bloom in them. But Yuuji nods, lips trembling as he tries to smile. His hand cups Sukuna's cheek tenderly, and his eyes fill with so much warmth again, even as fresh tears spill out of them.

The sight is giving Sukuna's heart a tug. He wants to replace those tears with tears of pleasure.

Yuuji whines when Sukuna pulls his long fingers out of him, but Sukuna won't let him wait. His hands grab Yuuji's hips, massaging them gently as he maneuvers the boy onto his stomach, making him lie face down on the bed, pulling his hips up so he is kneeling in all his sexy glory before Sukuna, muscular thighs spread, cute round ass in the air, his pretty hole glistening enticingly from the lube.

Sukuna is breathing heavily as he aligns himself at the boy's entrance, rubbing gently over it until his cockhead catches on Yuuji's rim, and they both moan.

Sukuna pushes into Yuuji, watching as Yuuji's cute little hole gets stretched open by Sukuna's fat cockhead. Always so perfect for him. Always so sweet. Sukuna's hands tighten their hold on the boy's waist as he snaps his hips to bury his hard length to the hilt in Yuuji's tight heat.

"You're such a good boy for me, Yuuji. Such a sweet thing for me."

He can feel the boy clench around his cock at the words, can hear him moan loudly into the pillow, pushing eagerly against Sukuna, begging him to take him, to fuck him until he forgets the whole world.

Sukuna watches him fondly. He runs a hand over Yuuji's back, caressing those sexy defined muscles, massaging them, easing the tension in them before his hand wanders to Yuuji's soft pink hair, fingers tangling in the silky strands and pushing Yuuji's head down into the pillow. Keeping him in place, showing him he is taken care of. That he doesn't have to do anything but just let Sukuna take control and give him everything he needs.

"Yeah, like that, baby. Just let go. You don't have to perform today. Just let me do the work. Just let me fuck you any way you need."

Yuuji sobs loudly, body shaking with it, as Sukuna snaps his hips, fucking deeply into his tight ass with powerful but loving thrusts, hitting the boy's prostate repeatedly, making him gasp and moan in between his sobs.

He kneads Yuuji's firm ass with his hands, pushes Yuuji's round cheeks apart, and moans at the delicious sight of his thick cock thrusting in and out of the boy's tight hole.

It doesn't take long until Yuuji cums with a loud cry of Sukuna's name, clenching around Sukuna's cock so sweetly that it almost sends Sukuna over the edge too.

He groans loudly, leaning down over the boy, covering him wholly with his body, resting his full weight on him as he pushes his cock as deep as possible into Yuuji's tight ass. He forces himself to slow down until he's just rolling his hips slightly, basking in the feeling of being so close to Yuuji.

His hands come up to cover Yuuji's on the pillow, interlacing their fingers as Sukuna fucks him with slow deep thrusts. Making sweet love to him until the pressure inside his belly snaps, and he cums with a series of loud guttural moans.

Sukuna sees stars explode behind his closed eyelids, cumming so hard that he thinks he might have gone to heaven. And he did, in a way, didn't he? His sweet angel took him there. After all these long weeks without him, he is finally back in Sukuna's bed, in his arms, under his body, taking his cock so perfectly, blessing Sukuna with this utmost bliss.

Sukuna turns his head to press tender kisses onto Yuuji's neck, smiling against the warm skin when he feels the gold necklace under his lips. Even after they had gone their separate ways, Yuuji had still worn it.

Sukuna showers Yuuji with gentle kisses while Sukuna is still lying on top of him, still holding hands with him, his cock still buried deeply in Yuuji's ass. He doesn't want to pull out. Not when Yuuji is so distraught and needs him so much.

There are fresh tears on the boy's cheeks, salty and hot when Sukuna's lips brush over them when he peppers tender kisses on Yuuji's face.

They stay like that for long minutes, as close as possible. Their heavy breathing is the only sound filling the bedroom. And finally, Sukuna's mouth seals Yuuji's with a long deep kiss that continues even after his softened cock has slipped out of Yuuji.

Later Sukuna gets up to discard the condom and get a washcloth and towel to clean Yuuji, telling him in a gentle voice to just stay on the bed and let Sukuna do everything.

Sukuna didn't see himself as a very caring person before. But there is this need deep inside him that seems to have gotten unlocked by Yuuji's grief. He wants to care for Yuuji. He wants to take all the pain from him.

He pulls Yuuji into his arms again once they are cleaned up, hugging him from behind, just the way Yuuji always liked it when he spent the night here.

It's already dark outside the floor-to-ceiling windows when Yuuji's stomach grumbles, and Sukuna presses a firm kiss to Yuuji's cheek and slowly untangles himself from the boy.

"I'll cook something for us. Why don't you take a hot shower meanwhile, sweetheart?"

He knows how much Yuuji loves his fancy shower and Sukuna's shower gel and shampoo. It will surely help him too. He leaves for the kitchen once the bathroom door has closed behind Yuuji.

Half an hour later, Sukuna is finished cooking and setting the table when he still hears the water in the shower run.

Yuuji's POV:

He has no idea how long he has been standing in the shower.

He can't bring himself to turn off the water. He can't even bring himself to move. And so Yuuji just stands there in Sukuna's spacious shower staring at the luxurious marble tiles and letting the warm water rain down on him while he lets himself get wrapped in the familiar scent of Sukuna's shower gel and shampoo.

He doesn't know what to do. He never expected Sukuna to show up at the crematory. Part of Yuuji had been convinced he would never see his favorite client again. The favorite client who had become the man Yuuji was hopelessly in love with.

The shock of seeing Sukuna in front of the crematory had quickly turned into relief. One look into those familiar maroon eyes had made Yuuji feel less alone. Sukuna's velvety low voice had soothed him. And the feeling of those strong arms around him and that firm body against him had offered him comfort.

Sukuna took control immediately, in his typical dominant way. He took care of the things that had been too much for Yuuji at that moment. Sukuna took his arm and gently led him into the building. Sukuna did the talking when they walked up to the registration desk. Sukuna was the one who placed the chopsticks into Yuuji's hands and guided him because he was shaking too much when picking up his grandpa's bones out of the ashes.

Sukuna had refused to let him leave on his own after the ceremony. He had left no doubt about it that he would take Yuuji home and look after him. And he had kept that promise.

Yuuji can still feel him, can still feel how thoroughly Sukuna fucked him to take his mind off everything. And Sukuna is out there in the kitchen right now, preparing a meal for Yuuji, wanting to feed him and care for him, and somehow this makes Yuuji cry.

Sukuna came back into his life when Yuuji needed him the most.

He lifted some of this unbearable burden off Yuuji's shoulders and wrapped him into a bubble of comfort.

It's a strange feeling. An unfamiliar one. Yuuji isn't used to someone taking care of him. He tries to remember when he last experienced something like this. But he can't come up with anything. It must have been when he was still a child, and his grandpa was still healthy enough to care for him.

Yuuji never had a real relationship, just some casual hookups or some friends-with-benefits thing. But never anything serious where he had a partner who took care of him.

He is used to being strong for everyone else. He had to grow up fast after his grandfather fell sick. And he did that. He did it because it was his responsibility, and he didn't want to let anyone down.

And so Yuuji took care of others. He made them happy. He made it look like he was fine. Acting in front of his grandpa as if it was no big deal that Yuuji had to look after him. Telling him, he didn't have to worry about the money.

Acting in front of his classmates and coworkers as if he had no worries in the world. Always putting on a carefree sunshine smile because he didn't want to burden them with his problems.

Acting as the perfect fantasy for his clients. Doing anything to make them happy, to help them forget their worries.

Even in front of Gojo, Yuuji had acted as if he could deal with all of this alone. Had told him that he didn't need Gojo to accompany him to the crematory and had turned his offer down to at least drive Yuuji.

Maybe this is one of Yuuji's worst traits, he realizes. He has a hard time accepting help. He doesn't want to appear selfish or be a burden. And so he puts on a happy face and pretends he is fine.

But then Sukuna had barged back into his life when Yuuji was down at his worst and had taken matters into his hands just like he always did. And Yuuji finds that he doesn't want to fight this. He doesn't want to turn Sukuna's help down. He is thankful for it.

A loud sob escapes his trembling lips at the thought of how good Sukuna is to him. How kind he is, how caring.

Yuuji had thought he had lost Sukuna, had thought he had messed things up with his stupid feelings, but Sukuna came back to him! Sukuna wants to be there for him in this sad time. He is ok with seeing Yuuji at his worst, with seeing him ugly-crying, with seeing him weak and unable to put his sunshine smile on his face or perform a sexy show for him.

Sukuna took him in and didn't leave a sliver of doubt that he wanted Yuuji to stay with him, that he wanted to take care of him.

And that's why Yuuji is having a breakdown in the shower.

He doesn't know what to do. He doesn't know how to handle this kindness. It's something he has never experienced before. He doesn't know how to deal with the thought of someone taking care of him outside the bedroom. Not when Yuuji is usually the one who takes care of others.

He is at a total loss. And so he just stands here in Sukuna's shower staring at the elegant white marble wall, and cries while he hugs himself.

"Yuuji?"

Yuuji's head snaps up at the sound of the familiar smooth voice.

Sukuna is standing in front of the shower, looking at him with a worried look in his beautiful maroon eyes.

"Oh, Sukuna! Sorry, I'm wasting all your warm water. I lost track of time."

Yuuji reaches for the shower faucet to turn the water off, but before he can do so, he is stopped by Sukuna's voice.

"No, sweetie. It's not that. Use as much warm water as you want. But I got worried about you when you didn't come out of the bathroom. So I wanted to check on you. Can I join you?"

Sukuna's intense gaze is fixed on Yuuji. Yuuji doesn't think anyone else has ever looked at him like that.

Of course, Yuuji is used to admiring glances since he started working as an escort. He has seen many people look at him with desire and need, and even possessiveness. But Sukuna's gaze also holds something else. Yuuji can't quite put a finger on it. But there is a certain warmth in those maroon-colored eyes, a softness that he only ever sees when Sukuna looks at him. Especially tonight.

Yuuji gulps hard and nods.

"Y...yes, of course, you can join."

He watches Sukuna slip out of the low-hanging sweatpants he quickly put on after their lovemaking. It allows Yuuji to trail his eyes over the older man's body. Admiring his tall figure with all the defined strong muscles. Sukuna is such a gorgeous man, so handsome and attractive that he makes Yuuji's head spin.

And then Sukuna steps into the shower behind Yuuji, wrapping his strong arms around him and pressing that tall, muscular body against Yuuji's back.

His low voice is warm and sweet in Yuuji's ear,

"I got you, baby. Let me look after you."

And Yuuji starts crying again, helplessly shaking in Sukuna's tight embrace.

But he knows he isn't crying because of his grandpa this time. He is crying because of the kindness and care Sukuna bestows upon him. He is crying because of the love that is given to him.

Sukuna presses a gentle kiss on Yuuji's shoulder, and Yuuji feels so lost and so found at the same time.

Sukuna's POV:

"I have to go to work now, but I want you to stay here, darling. Just make yourself at home."

Sukuna strolls into the living area while buttoning up his dark red dress shirt, smiling at Yuuji, who is standing at the kitchen counter, currently making coffee for the two of them.

Sukuna held Yuuji the whole night, waiting until he heard the boy's soft snores before allowing himself to find rest too.

It's not unusual for Yuuji to stay the night. It's not the first time Sukuna walks into his kitchen to see his pretty boy prepare breakfast for them. But still, it feels different today. More meaningful somehow.

Yuuji hands him a cup of coffee, and Sukuna's heart tightens when he sees the pretty honey eyes that are still red from crying. And it's not the only thing that makes a strong feeling of protectiveness surge through Sukuna. It's also the fact that Yuuji is wearing his clothes.

Sukuna handed him some of his leisure clothes this morning after getting up. Light grey sweatpants and one of the black hoodies he usually wears when going for a run. He didn't want Yuuji to wear the suit he had buried his grandpa in.

But he didn't expect the effect that seeing Yuuji in his clothes would have on him. They are slightly too large for Yuuji. As buff and tall as he is, Sukuna is still bigger than him, and it shows in his clothes. Yuuji looks so cute. It makes Sukuna feel even more protective over his sweet boy.

Sukuna smiles softly and leans closer to place a gentle kiss on Yuuji's forehead. His hair smells like Sukuna's cherry blossom shampoo, making Sukuna's heart skip a beat.

When Sukuna pulls away again, he grins at Yuuji and reaches out to ruffle his pretty pink hair affectionately.

"I'll be back in the late afternoon. I promise I will come home as fast as possible. I left my phone number on the bedside table in case you need anything. Text me or call me anytime. And let me know what you want to have for dinner, sweetheart. I'll bring something home from your favorite restaurant."

Yuuji smiles bravely at Sukuna, but he can't hide the tears that are gathering in his golden eyes.

"Thank you, Sukuna. You're so good to me."

"There's no need to thank me, sweetheart. This is the least that I can do. You deserve this and so much more."

It's hard to leave for work. Sukuna has to steal several kisses from Yuuji before he can bring himself to tear himself away and actually leave the penthouse.

He thinks of honey eyes again when he drives to work, just like every day. But today, it's different. Because today Yuuji is back in his life, and Sukuna can at least try to make up for his mistakes.

He wants to get Yuuji's favorite food, watch his comfort movies with him tonight, make love to him on the couch and on his bed. He wants to make Yuuji feel good and distract him from his grief.

He wants to take care of Yuuji. He wants to love him.

Thank you so much for reading the new chapter! I hope you enjoyed it! I cried a lot while writing this because I can relate to both Sukuna and Yuuji, and my heart breaks for both of them so much. BUT they are back together :) I am so proud of Sukuna for being there for Yuuji! But poor Yuuji baby is so overwhelmed by all the kindness :( I want to hug him! He really deserves the whole world!

There will be one more chapter for this story. I hope you enjoyed it so far, and I would love to hear your thoughts. Btw the song I listened to the most while writing this chapter is "Never Enough" by Black Atlass. Give it a listen if you like. I think it describes Sukuna's feelings perfectly.

Chapter 10 (last one)

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