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Masterlist

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Jujutsu Kaisen

Ryomen Sukuna

Heian!Sukuna admiring his wife + being jealous of koi fish??

Heian!Sukuna who can't survive five minutes without bothering his wife

The aftermath of Heian!Sukuna bothering his wife

Reader goes to a haunted festival against Sukunas wishes and gets caught

Heian!Sukuna and his mute wife

More of Sukunas mute wife

Heian!Sukuna and his artistic wife

Son following in moms footsteps of sneaking out

Being the only one who can talk to Heian!Sukuan the way you do

Calm in the Sukuna household? Never heard of it

I saw a bird today...

Does the silent treatment work on the King of Curses?

Toji Fushiguro

Toji when his girls on her period

When Toji flirts his way into hooking up with Megumis teacher

Suguru Geto

Soft evenings with Suguru

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Your eyes gently flutter open to view the dimly lit room that you and your husband share. The sun gently shines into the room through the partially cracked screen leading outside. You make a feeble attempt to stir before you realize you're trapped under the weight of several heavy arms. "Tch, every morning." You do your best to turn your head and look back at your husband who's still sound asleep behind you. "Gods give me strength."

You decide to asses how exactly you're trapped before attempting to escape. You find that theres two arms over top of you, one at your hip and the other on your midsection, both with an iron grip. Another arm is underneath your side relatively out of the way. The final arm is below your head providing a sturdy but comfortable pillow. Now that you know where all his arms are you begin trying to break free.

Gently, you lift the first arm off your hip. Surprisingly, it moves with no resistance. You move on to the second arm. Again, you're met with no push back. Just as you're about to drop the arm, you're yanked backwards forcefully as he rolls to lay on his back with you on top. You let out a shriek of surprise before groaning at the realization you've been caught. "Trying to leave already, little wife?"

You lie back in your new position with your back flat against his chest. "No, I was simply repositioning your arms." You lie and he knows it. "Is that so?" He asks against your ear. "How's this for a new position?" He tightens his grasp for just a moment but long enough to squeeze the air out of you. "It's-" You pause to regain your breath. "-fine." "Then you should have no problem going back to sleep."

"I don't." You quickly reply. "Good." He matches you. "Perfect." He hears the sarcasm in your voice but doesn't comment on it. You lie there for a few minutes, long enough for you to think you feel his breathing even out again. Then, you start to slowly slip off of him. Little by little until you're beside him on your stomach. Quietly, you scoot yourself over to the edge of the bed. Soon you make it far enough to stick a leg out from the covers.

With as much carefulness as you can muster at this point you lightly place your foot on the ground. The second you do, you feel the weight of what seems like a boulder come down on your back. "Going somewhere?" His words are teasing against your back as you struggle under him. "Ryo-" You breathe in as deeply as you can. "Please." He lets up at your stuttering.

You feel majority of the weight come off but he leaves enough to keep you stuck in place. "I just want to make myself some tea! I'll come back!" You tell him after finally regaining the ability to speak in proper sentences. "Uraume can do such menial tasks, you shall remain with me." You scoff at his reply. "Do you see Uraume here? No. Even if I had them do it I would have to get out of bed to tell them. At that point I may as well do it myself!"

"Must you have an answer for everything I say?" He asks in an attempt to change the subject. "Yes." You laugh a little. "If I didn't you'd grow bored of me." This makes him laugh. "Growing bored with you would be like breathing without oxygen. Impossible." He lays his head down on your back, careful not to put too much weight on you. The two of you lay there in silence for a bit.

"Ryomen?" You call out gently. He grunts in response. "May I please go make some tea?" He lets out a deep, long breath. "I suppose. Begrudgingly, he rolls off of you. You hop out of bed but not before placing a sweet kiss to your husband's cheek. "Thank you, Ryo. I'll be back before you can begin to miss me." He watches as you leave, knowing if you're gone longer than he deems acceptable he'll drag himself out of bed to find you and bring you back to lie in his arms once more.

A/n: Took me way to long to get this out of the drafts but at least I got it out🫩

I love you, i love your fics

A/n: Omg im so glad you enjoy my fics!! ily too ^^ I decided to go with sukuna taking care of drunk reader i hope it's to ur liking!!

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You were beyond slightly intoxicated, Sukuna doesn't know how you got to this state but now he's suffering the consequences. "How much sake did you drink?" You give him a curious look before you begin counting aloud. "One, two, three, four." He assumes this is your answer but you quickly prove him wrong. "You have four arms. Why do you have four arms? Did you steal another persons arms?" He lets out a deep sigh, knowing better than to argue with you. "Yes, I stole someone's arms." He states defeatedly.

Seeming to move on to your next fixation you turn to hallway and begin walking (more like stumbling) towards the kitchen. "Do we have any more sake? I bet with your arms you can drink multiple glasses at once. That must be nice." Upon hearing you ask for more alcohol, your husband moves to wrap an arm around your waist and steers you away. "Why don't we head to bed. You've had quite the night."

"I don't want to go to bed." You begin resisting in his grasp as he takes you in the opposite direction you wish to go. "Now I see why you stole these arms. It does make it quite difficult for me to escape." He rolls his eyes at your silly words. He fails to realize at this very moment you've slipped out of his grasp. "It doesn't make it impossible though!" You call back to him as you spring to the kitchen.

"Dammit, woman!" He doesn't bother running after you. It takes him a few simple steps and he's got you again. This time he ensures you'll stay in his grasp. "Release me! Do you know who my husband is? He'll behead you for this!" Your fists pound against his back as you attempt to get free. He laughs at your words because technically you're not wrong, if anyone else manhandled you in such a way he certainly wouldn't tolerate it.

"Is that so?" You halt your attack on his back to reply. "Very much so! My husband is a king and he'd do anything for me because he loves me." Once again you speak the truth. He decides to see just how far you'll go. "Sounds like a weak man if you ask me." You gasp at his words. "I'll have you know that I was not asking you and how dare you insult my husband!" A smile forms on Sukunas face. It's cute how even in this state you remain loyal to him.

Finally, he makes it to the door of your shared quarters. Once he makes it inside he locks the door behind him for safe measure before setting you down. Although almost immediately you wrap your arms around him. "Oh, husband, where were you? I was abducted by a crazy man! He threw me over his shoulder and he called you weak!" He almost feels bad at how you grip on to him like a frightened child. "Wife, that man was me. I was merely teasing you."

You step back and look at your husband's face. "Do you promise?" He holds back a laugh as you look up at him with wide eyes. "I promise, I would never let such a thing happen to you." He places a hand on the back of your head as you lean into him again. "But why did the man only have two arms and you have four?" You look back at him, puzzled, awaiting his answer. "I was only using two arms to hold you, I still have four."

"Wait." You hold him at arm length before you begin taking a count. "One, two, three, four." You do a recount to be completely sure before nodding. "Okay, I believe you but don't tease me like that again I was worried something happened to you too. What if they stole your arms!" He laughs at your wild, inebriated. imagination. "That won't happen, little wife. Now, are you ready for bed?"

You walk off towards your wardrobe before answering. "I suppose but can you help me my clothes are heavy." He grins as he heads over to help you. With little cooperation from you, Sukuna gets you changed out of your kimono and into a much lighter robe meant to sleep in. "I'm tired now." You say as you lean against him for support, eyes barely open. "I did all the work!" He laughs.

Gently as to not disturb you he lifts you into his arms for a final time to carry you over to the bed. He places your head on the pillow and pulls the covers over you before heading around to his side. As he lies down beside you he hears you mutter. "Can you put all your arms around me so I know it's you?" He chuckles but doesn't hesitate. "Anything for you sweet wife."

A/n: Omg Sukunas so soft in this one i love it this was such a good request i wanna kiss the anons brain🥹

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He had never been shown love through heartfelt words or loving embraces, not before your marriage at least, so he figured the best way to make you feel his care was with material items. You still remember the night of your wedding when it was just the two of you heading to the chambers that you would share. The room was filled with treasures, some taken as trophies from conquered kingdoms and others he had specifically sought out for the occasion. You had no idea this was only the start of the many gifts you'd receive.

The next time you were spoiled to such a great extent was a day your husband came to be extremely grateful for, your birthday. For the first time since you became Sukunas wife you woke up to an empty bed. "Husband?" you called out to him but received no answer. You quickly got out of bed, not bothering to change out of your sleeping robes as you began searching for Sukuna. As soon as you opened the door to the hallway you understood why he was missing.

Everywhere you looked was decorated in floral garland made from your favorite flowers. The air smelled of your favorite incense. Although he wasn't present you knew your husband was behind this. Excitement grew in your chest as you wanted nothing more than to see what else he had planned. Your feet brought you to the kitchen where you found yet another surprise. The palace chefs were hard at work preparing your favorite dishes.

You couldn't help but steal a few tastes before moving on to the next place you thought Sukuna might be. As you stepped outside into your personal garden you realized here was your first gift. What used to be a blank space was now filled with lush weeping cherry trees that you had mentioned just a week prior. You let out a shriek of delight before racing to the trees.

After you appreciated their beauty you decide to make your way to the library in hopes of finding him there. Yet again a gift awaits you. You can't believe your eyes when you find several books laid out in your designated reading area. Some you had heard of others were unknown to you but all of which you were ecstatic to receive. You were already so pleased with your gifts but you couldn't help but wonder why Sukuna wasn't here with you.

Surely he wanted to witness your joy. You decide to seek out his most trusted servant to aid you. It doesn't take long for you to find them. "Uraume, have you seen my husband? I've searched nearly everywhere." They make a bit of a perplexed face before suggesting you check your bed quarters once more. Trusting their advice you head back to where you began the morning. As you push open the door your eyes find yet another gift laid out on the bed.

A beautiful new robe is draped across the lower portion of the bed but this isn't what intrigues you most. A small scrap of paper on top of the robe catches your eye. "This is nicer than those sleeping robes, isn't it?" You read the paper twice to make sure you're correct. How did he know you had yet to change? Had he been observing you this entire time? Nonetheless you change into the new garment and head back into the main part of the palace.

Finally on your fifth time searching you find him. There he was, sat on his throne waiting for you. Once you realize you truly had found him you run towards him, careful not to trip on the layers of fabric now covering your body. "Husband! I've been searching for you!" You tell him as you find a seat in his lap. His arm comes to wrap around your middle as you continue speaking to him. "Did you really do all this for me?" I've never had such a grand celebration for my birthday."

"You're my queen and it's your day, of course I decided to celebrate you like this. Do you not enjoy it?" You know he's teasing but you can't help the way you quickly deny his question. "How could I not enjoy it? You know, I'm really starting to feel quite special. If I didn't know any better I'd say you love me." This made Sukuna freeze. Love? Was he capable of truly loving something. He had never felt love so how could he give it?

Sensing the change in the room you straighten in his lap. "Did I say something wrong? I didn't intend to." He eases you back into a comfortable position before answering. "No, you didn't, I believe you're right. I do love you." If you weren't happy before, you were overjoyed now. Never once had he uttered those words to you and he chose your birthday to be the day to tell you. You throw your arms around his neck before whispering to him. "I think thats the best gift you've ever given me."

A/n: Hey everyone... it's been a minute but hopefully this is a good enough apology🫣

A/n: I LOVE THIS IDEA

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It was another typical day in the palace. You were messing about in your garden while your husband was looking for his next read in the library. He doesn't mean to find your secret stash of books but when he saw the pile tucked behind your reading chair he couldn't help but take a peak. It's not long before he's slamming the book shut and exciting the room in a hurry. Of course he doesn't suspect these books to belong to you but soon enough he'll find out just how wrong he is.

"Uraume! I want all the servants in the throne room immediately!" Thats all the white haired sorcerer hears as Sukuna quickly passes him in the hall. Within minutes maids, cooks, and everyone else that works at the estate is gathered together with your husband staring down at them from his throne. You're none the wiser as you make your rounds, ensuring all your plants are growing and thriving.

"Which one of you has tainted my library with this filth?" He asks as he raises the book high for everyone to see. No one speaks. Not even Uraume is sure on what to say. The silence only worsens Sukunas anger. "Someone speak or everyone loses their tongue." Another moment of silent passes before a relatively new, young sever can't steps forward. "My lord, the library is off limits for all of us."

"Your point, boy?" Your husband glares down as he waits for him to elaborate. "Only you and the lady are allowed in your library. Shouldn't that mean that the book could only belong to your wife?" Sukuna laughs. "You think my wife would read such filth? My wife is a lady, a pure and respectable lady. She wouldn't touch this sorry excuse of literature." It's at this moment that you walk into the throne room.

"It's rude to talk about someone behind their back, husband." The servants all turn to you as you approach your husband. "I'm merely defending your honor. This boy thinks you would enjoy this awful waste of paper." He says while waving the book around like a mad man. You actually laugh a little. "I do enjoy it, very much in fact." You reply as you take the book from his hand.

"This is a good one." You smile up at his shocked expression. "What in the hell do you mean by that? That book is filled with lewd and graphic descriptions of things I'd have never thought you'd even know of much less enjoy!" The servants know they should leave but they can't bring themselves to miss the show. "You never asked. Besides I wasnt sure if you were man enough to handle those kinds of things."

Multiple gasps echo throughout the room catching both you and your husband's attention. "You all are dismissed." You turn to tell them before Sukuna unleashes his rage on the innocent workers. "You think i'm not man enough? I am a king, I've ended entire bloodlines in seconds. You should know better than anyone that I am more than man enough."

Your smile doesn't falter as you listen to your husband's words but your gaze does shift from one of gentle teasing to lust. "Tell me more." You say as you place your hands against his chest and lean into him. "Dammit woman, don't tempt me at a time like this. You've already played with my mind today." You laugh as he says this but makes no attempt to move away.

"I had no intent to toy with your mind. I hid those books for a reason. You're the one who went and messed with things that aren't yours." He lets out a defeated huff as you aren't technically wrong. "Although, I could think of a way you could make it up to me." You say as you hold the book up with a sly grin.

He contemplates your proposal for a moment before he wordlessly hoists you off the ground and throws you over his shoulder. You let out a shriek at the sudden movement. "I assume you've made your decision?" He gives your ass a firm swat as he heads toward your shared quarters and you can't help but feel your excitement grow as you anticipate what your husband's about to do.

A/n: So... part two where Sukuna gives y/n a taste of what she's been reading or nah🫣

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He can't believe how long this has gone on for. All this because he didn't enjoy the tea you made? "How dare you treat me this way, I'm a king!" He calls out to you as you walk down the hall. You don't even look at him. Servants bow their heads as the two of you walk past, you in front with your disgruntled husband following close behind. "Dammit, woman, you listen when I speak!" This time you turn your head but remain silent. Your gaze speaks for you. He doesn't sense anger from you, not as much as before. If anything you're amused.

"You're enjoying this?" He can't believe it. He watches a flicker of a grin cross your face before you turn away from him. "Where are you going?" Once again he gets no answer. Humans and curses worship him but his own wife is ignoring him. Surely you'll talk to him eventually. In the meantime he'll occupy himself in the library. Perhaps theres a book on how to deal with angry wives who pretend you don't exist.

He doesn't find a book that can tell him how to fix his current situation. Maybe once this is all over he'll write one. While searching for something he gets an idea. You spend plenty of time in the library and more often than not you chose to read certain books you've already read. He takes every single one he knows you like to reread and places them beside him. If you want one you'll have to ask for it. Now he sits and waits.

It's not long before you're entering the library. You notice him immediately but don't pay him any mind. He attempts to do the same to you but it's painfully obvious he's watching you. Soon you realize why, he's taken every book you could possibly want to read. That's fine you'll simply take them back. As soon as your hand touches the book on top of the stack, his hand comes down to hold it in place. "It's rude to take things without asking."

You attempt to pull the book from his grasp. The both of you know it's pointless but you struggle with him for a minute or so. All while a smile never leaves his face. This is the most attention he's gotten from you since he inadvertently insulted your tea making skills earlier this morning. It's this smile that makes you give up. He's having too much fun. You leave the room without uttering a word. His smile drops instantly.

"I don't understand. Shes never done this before. What if she never speaks again?" Your husband tells his most trusted friend. "My lord, I assure you she will speak again. You simply have to give her time and perhaps an apology." Uraume responds. "An apology? I don't think I've ever given her one of those?" Would that really work? He supposes theres only one way to find out.

He finds you in your garden, kneeling in front of a bed of freshly planted flowers. You look ethereal, if only you weren't so upset with him. He gets an odd feeling in his chest that makes him wonder if he's having some kind of medical issue. Is this what nervousness feels like? Since when did he experience things like this? He'll be sure to ask you about it after you've made up.

He attempts to be quiet while approaching but it's like you can sense him because just as he gets close you start walking away. "Wait, woman, I'm attempting to make things right." You don't stop or slow down in the slightest but he doesn't give up easily. "I'll follow you wherever you go. You can't avoid me in our own home, wife." He follows you all the way to your private quarters. You push open the door and have to hold back your laugh when it almost hits your husband.

"You've already harmed me emotionally, you wish to physically harm me as well?" You smile and this time it's a genuine one. How he's missed seeing you like this. Granted it's been less than twelve hours but still, he hates to see you upset. "I made you smile, surely that counts for something." To his suprise your expression doesn't change as you sit on the bed. Instantly he moves to stand in front of you.

He decides it's better to be face to face so he kneels. Yes, the King of Curses kneels before you. "Please, little wife, speak to me. I apologize for what I said, I assure you I didn't mean it." You can't lie, you quite enjoy the sight of your husband on his knees but you decide you've played your game long enough. "I suppose I forgive you." His face lights up like a child being handed his favorite candy.

Before you realize what's happening he's lifted you off the bed and got you pressed against his chest. Your feet don't touch the ground as he uses one set of arms to hold you tight. "My perfect wife, how I missed your voice." He holds you for a moment longer before placing you back on the bed. In time you both prepare to go to sleep. Your back is pressed against his front when you hear him. "I meant to ask earlier but is it normal to feel as though i'm dying when attempting to apologize?

A/n: Sukuna experiencing real emotions for the first time: "Ah so this is death🧐" LOLL

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You were getting ready for bed with Sukuna when you suddenly remembered something. "Husband, today, I saw a bird." You tell him as you walk towards him lying on the bed. "A bird?" He questions, not sure he heard you correctly. "Mhm." You nod as you slip into bed beside him. "I see, and this is relevant how?" You think for a moment as he slips an arm around you. "I'm not sure, I simply felt like telling you."

"Alright, anything else you feel like telling me?" Quietly, you reflect back on your day. "In the garden theres a flower and it's color reminds me of your hair. Also my apple trees are almost ready for harvest and the apples color reminds me of your eyes." You tell him as you rest your head on his chest, gently running a finger up and down his arm. "Is that why you like the garden so much, you see me in it?" He laughs but this makes you wonder.

"I never thought about it but maybe you're right." You smile. "Do you see things that make you think of me?" He's silent for a moment. "Many." He finally answers. "Like what?" You perk your head up. He pauses again for a moment before telling you. "When I wake up and the suns just rising I think of your warmth. The stillness of the palace at night reminds me of the feeling I get when I'm in your presence, like everything else goes silent."

"Ryo, thats so beautiful. Here I am talking about a bird while you're comparing me to a sunrise." You know sentimental moments like these can be difficult for your husband so you try to lighten the mood. "So the bird reminded you of me as well?" He asks, finally meeting your gaze. "I just remembered the bird had black markings similar to your tattoos. Your tattoos look nicer, though ."

"I think you're the only person that would look at my tattoos and call them nice." You lightly smack his shoulder. "You know what I mean. I was simply complimenting your appearance." He nods "Oh, I understand now. I'm just a pretty face to you. Everything that reminded you of me had to do with my looks." You laugh. "No. Thats not what I'm saying." He smiles too. "No, it's fine I'm simply here to warm your bed at night."

"Wait, does that make you my concubine." You gasp. "It does! I have a concubine. He's quite handsome too. I wonder if I could take on more?" You give him a mischievous look as you rest a hand on his cheek. "Alright, I think you're having a bit too much fun with this." He wraps his arm around you tighter like even the thought of you with another man is enough to bother him. "I think the funs just beginning."

You scoot up in the bed so your sitting while he's laying beside you. "You had concubines before, didn't you?" He doesn't look at you. "That was before I found my wife, they meant nothing compared to you." You grab him by the shoulder with one hand and make him look at you with the other. "Husband please, I want to know what a concubines purpose is." You look down at him expectantly. "Woman, what do you care about a concubines purpose, you're a queen"

"Yes, a queen who recently acquired her first concubine, a rather mouthy one in fact." He doesn't know how he gets himself in these situations. "I am not mouthy and what do you mean by "first" concubine. I should be your only one." You giggle at his growing frustration. "So you admit you are my concubine?" He sighs, realizing he's trapped himself. "Yes, I am your concubine." He rolls his eyes as you laugh, all of this because you saw a damn bird.

A/n: Y'all this is so random idek whats going on fr😭

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You knew it'd be a long day when you woke up with four other people in the bed instead of the usual one. A stray leg over your own, a tiny hand across your face, and an arm with an iron tight grip wrapped around your middle. You considered going back to sleep but those thoughts were diminished when you heard the sound of sheets rustling beside you. "Woman, where did the children come from?" You almost laugh. "You have three of your own and still don't know where children come from from?"

"Don't belittle me this early in the morning, wife. You know what I meant." Before you can reply the other occupants of the bed wake up as well. "What's for breakfast?" The oldest asks. "Go ask Uraume." Both you and your husband answer at the same time. Sure enough once they're awake enough the three scurry off to find the one that holds the answer to their question. "That gives us about twenty minutes. Not as much as I'd like but I'll make do. You immediately know what your husbands insinuating and you quickly hop out of the bed before he can act on his plan.

"Where are you going, I need my wife." He calls from his now upright position in the bed. "You'll live, Ryomen." Thats all you say as you walk into your wardrobe to prepare yourself for the day. By the time you come out your husbands gone and your children are nowhere to be found. While walking the the halls of the estate looking for said children you find them gathered around a familiar red and white haired sorcerer. "Uraume, where do children come from? I heard my parents talking about this earlier." The youngest asks.

You can't help but laugh to yourself as you see the color drain from Uraumes face. Thankfully no one hears you as you back away slowly and head towards the library but not without hearing how your children are told to "Go ask their father." How you'd love to see how that would go. Soon, your curled up in your favorite seat reading a book from your and Sukuna's vast collection. You were just getting comfortable when you hear fast, light footsteps approaching.

"Mom!" "Mom!" Mama!" They all call our to you at once. "Yes, children." They all crowd around you as you give them your full attention. "Dad let me shoot an an apple off his head!" Your smile fades as your middle child informs you of what you had missed while enjoying your book. "He had to sit down and I had to stand on a big rock but I really did it!" You decide not to ruin your child's excitement. "Thats very impressive." You say with a smile that doesn't completely reach your eyes.

Before you know it you children are running off to find their next adventure, you only hope this one will involve less sharp objects. After a moment of making sure they had gone you continue with your book. Unfortunately for you it doesn't last long. "Woman!" The sudden exclamation makes you jump as you turn to meet your husbands gaze. "I've been looking everywhere for you." You defeatedly close your book and set it down. "And you found me. What is it that you need."

"Honestly, I'm not quite sure. While I was giving the children archery lessons I thought of how dangerous you would find it and I've yearned for your presence since." If you weren't so tired of being interrupted you would have actually found that quite sweet. "I see. Your sure it's just my presence you've missed?" You don't miss how his eyes travel down and up your form, he's surely still missing you from this morning. "Perhaps theres other things I was missing as well." He answers.

"Well I'm about to take a bath so I'll see you after." You plant a chaste kiss on his cheek and head for the door. "I think I'll join you." He says as he stands up. "Husband, I love you but I think not." With that you head to the hot spring in hidden in the back of you and your husbands private quarters. You made sure to lock the door to the entrance to avoid being interrupted once more. For once everything goes completely silent. You gently lay your head back against the rock wall of the hot spring and gently close your eyes.

This peace lasts for a good moment, longer than any other you had today. You can feel his eyes on you. "Watching a women bathe is a bit perverted don't you think, Ryomen?" You call out to him. At first he doesn't respond he simply walks out of the shadows like a child whose just been caught breaking a rule. "I'm not allowed to miss my wife?" He asks with his top arms crossed over his chest. "I'm not allowed a bath to myself?" He only stands there for a small moment before beginning to walking back to the inside portion of your private quarters. "Join me, Ryomen."

He pretends this isn't exactly what he wanted but by the way he quickly sheds his robe and enters the water, you know better. He doesn't waste time moving behind you so your placed on his lap with your head resting on his chest. You'd be lying if you said this wasn't much more comfortable. To your suprise he says nothing once he gets you in this position. "Why so quiet all of the sudden?" You turn to look him in the face. "You want peace, I'm giving it to you. All I ask is that you let me hold you while I do so." You smile up at him before lying your head back down and letting your eyes fall closed. "I suppose thats alright."

A/n: Omg it's literally a valentines miracle that I actually managed to write something worth posting. Y'all don't know how many times I've tried😭

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With that certain tone where your annoyance is audible. People don't even have to look at you, they can hear your eyes rolling as you speak. Many times outsiders have thought surely you aren't speaking to their king like that. Surely he'll make your head roll at any moment now. But you know he'd never lay a hand on you without your permission first and besides who said he doesn't like your attitude?

You remember the first time outside people were left stunned at the way you speak to your husband. It was at some pointless dinner with high ranking royals from surrounding villages. "My king, can I offer you more sake?" He only grunts in response to the servant at his side. "Ryomen, how many times do I have to tell you words exist for a reason. You sound like a caveman."

The previously boisterous table went silent as all eyes landed on you. You were so uninterested in the dinner you failed to notice until Sukuna spoke up. "What the hell is everyone staring at my wife for?" If looks could kill everyone at the table would have keeled over. After a brief awkward silence everyone went back to their meal like nothing had happened.

You felt your husband's hand come to rest on your thigh not long after. He gives it a firm squeeze before going back to talking with the people across from him. Occasionally you caught someone looking at you like you were crazy. In a way you understood, to most Sukuna was a terrifying, brutal king but to you he was simply your bothersome but loving husband.

There's been other instances besides then but one that really sticks out in your mind is the first time Uraume heard you speak to Sukuna the way you do. It wasn't long after you had gotten married. You were still getting used to your new life as Ryomens queen and if you were being honest you were stressed and overwhelmed beyond belief.

In proper Sukuna fashion he seems to sense your troubles and decide to be a wonderful husband and make them much worse. "Woman, where's my kimono?" His loud voice booms through your shared quarters where you had hoped to find a moment of solace. You sigh before asking "Which one?" You hear a light knock on the door before Uraume enters the room.

"You know, the one I asked you to clean. It was black or perhaps red. Dammit woman I don't remember. I just want my kimono." You look at him in confusion as you try to pick your brain to remember if he had actually tasked you with this. "I haven't cleaned anything of yours recently. I don't know what you're talking about." You raise your hand to shoo him away as you head over to a futon on the other side of the room.

"Actually I-" Uraumes voice is barely heard as Sukuna interjects loudly. "How can you not know what i'm talking about? We've been married less than a year and you're already failing your wifely duties!" Calmly you raise from your seated position and you walk over to your menacing husband. "Ryomen." For just a moment his hardened expression falters at the sound of your anger.

"I'm not sure what's gotten into you today but I suggest you get it out because whatever it is has clearly stolen a good portion of your brain cells." Uraumes eyes widen as you insult the man before you. "Tell me how it's possible that you have four eyes in that gargantuan head of yours and yet you still are unable to see the kimono in Uraumes hands."

Silently, your husband turns to look and sure enough Uraumes holding his kimono. Without uttering a word he takes the garment and walks to the closet. "What an idiotic man i've married." You shake your head as you go back to your seat. Uraume still stands there in quiet shock as you just got away with insulting the king of curses. "Oh and Uraume, the next time he interrupts you just come find me i'll make sure he hears what you've got to say."

They only nod before exiting the room swiftly. You laugh at the way they quickly exit the room. "I can't tell if they're a fan of mine or not." You call out. "No one's ever spoken to me the way you do and lived to tell about it, Uraume can attest to that." Sukuna emerges from the closet. "What makes me so special?" He comes to eat with you on the futon. "I haven't figured it out yet but when I do i'll let you know."

You move to lay your head on his chest as you two speak. "Don't take too long." He laughs at your comment. "One things for sure, without you i'd be much more bored than I am now." With a smile you cuddle closer to him as you let your eyes gently shut. "I can't definitely agree with that." His arms cradle you tighter as you feel him relaxing beneath you. The two of you may not be the most typical pairing but you're certainly one of the happiest.

A/n: So it took me js a wee bit longer to get back to writing than i thought it would... if this is buns i'm so sorry but i had to start back somewhere🫩

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"Isn't she gorgeous, Uraume?" Sukuna can't help but say as he observes you entering the throne room. "Indeed, my lord." The curses and peasants lined up to worship Sukuna move out of your way as you approach him. "Might I ask why you're gracing me with your presence, sweet wife?" You don't respond as you walk up the steps leading to his throne. You don't stop until you're seated on your husband's lap with your legs thrown over his armrest. "Comfortable?" he asks. "Mhm."

"Very well then." He rests his arms around your frame before he resumes taking offerings. You're content as you relax in your husband's embrace, paying no mind to the various individuals below you. "My lord I haven't brought an offering for you but it's for the lady instead." Your head perks up at this. "Is that so? What do you think, little one?" You smile bashfully and give a slight nod to Sukuna.

"Bring your offering forward." The young woman approaches the throne before laying down what appeared to be a folded up piece of black fabric. "Uraume, retrieve the-" Before he can finish his sentence you're crawling out of Sukunas lap to observe the gift. You give a polite smile to the women before taking the garmet in your hands.

As it unfolds you realize it's a beautiful kimono. "I wasn't sure what color you preferred so I hope black is alright." Your smile grows as you nod at the woman. You turn to Sukuna as you hold it up to your body. Your wide smile causes his own lips to turn upwards. "It's certainly a fine garment. Bring it here." You excitedly hurry to show off your new gift." He takes it in his hands and seems to be satisfied with the texture.

"Are you thinking what i'm thinking?" He asks and you instantly agree. You've been in need of a new seamstress ever since your husband "took care" of your last one. "Are you sure? You haven't even tried it on yet." You huff at his words. He chuckles at your reaction. "Alright, sweet wife no need to fuss. If you want her as your new seamstress then so be it."

The woman hears the conversation and expresses her gratitude for the opportunity, you give her a final smile as your way of saying thank you before going back to your original place in Sukunas lap. "Why don't we go back to our quarters and see how it looks on?" You quickly sit up in his lap and nod. He laughs at your eagerness before securing you in his arms and rising from his throne. "We'll continue this later, Uraume."

Sukuna can't help but admire your excitement as you let out faint noises while running your hand over the kimono. Once you both reach the door of your shared room you stop Sukuna and instruct him to set you down. "What? Am I no longer allowed in my own room?" You hold a finger up before entering the room and closing the door behind you. Gently you knock on the door and crack it slightly before gesturing that he can enter.

"I see, I can only enter once you've knocked on the door." He grins at you as you agree. "Mhm!" With that you shut the door again and begin to change. As you're behind the door Sukuna begins thinking about how he's got such a peculiar woman for his wife but he wouldn't have it any other way. He truly feels you balance him completely. Where he can be rough and boisterous you're gentle and serene. How he got so lucky to find you he's got no idea but he'll do anything to keep you.

He's brought out of his thoughts when he hears your soft knock on the other side of the door. Slowly he enters the room. His eyes quickly land on you standing in the middle of the room waiting for him. He's never seen something so beautiful. "Are you comfortable? Does it fit well? Is the material to your liking?" Your smile never falters as you nod to each of his questions. You twirl around, letting soft giggles escape as you bask in your happiness.

Sukuna approaches with an adoring look on his face. Your joy is something he holds very dear so seeing you like this makes his heart swell. He takes your hand in his. "You look incredible." He places a kiss to the back your hand. "Ravishing." He plants another a bit higher. "Divine." A bit higher again. "Absolutely stunning." He continues trailing pecks up your arm until your sleeve prevents him.

He skips straight to your neck and soon you begin to squirm but before you can escape him he's lifted you off the ground and holds you against him. "Attempting to evade my love, are you?" You shake you head as more giggle fall from your lips. You absentmindedly throw your head back which only aids your husband in his mission to cover every inch of your skin with a kiss.

Soon he's trailing up your neck across your face before finally silencing your laughter with a deep kiss. "Mmm." Your hands find their place in his hair as you gently tug. He grunts against your lips in response. "Don't start something you can't finish, little wife. I'd hate to tear your new kimono apart." You pay his warning no mind as you quickly reattach your lips to his. "Mhm."

A/n: I went into this with no real plan and I lowkey love what it turned into

A/n: I totally didn't google how cursed energy works before writing this... on a side note tysm for 250 followers i love and appreciate all of you!!

Story abt wife sneaking out here!!

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Ever since Sukuna met you he has not known peace and the addition of the children the two of you shared only made this more apparent. "Dad. Dad. Dad. Da-" "I hear you child! What do you need?" You attempt to hide your laugh as you watch your son pester your husband the same way you like to. "Did I tell you about the carnival already?" Your husband sighs preparing to hear about this damn carnival for the tenth time today.

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You can feel his eyes on you as you let your brush dip into the paint. He steps closer as you bring your hand up to the canvas and let your brush make its first stroke. "What is that supposed to be?" You hear from behind you. "Currently it's just a line." He scoffs "Damnit woman, I can see that but what is it going to become?" A laugh falls from your lips. "Be patient and you'll see." He grumbles but says nothing else.

He stays behind you as you continue to paint. He's quiet as he watches you bring your vision to life. "Is it a tree?" He asks. "I thought I told you to be patient?" Your respond doesn't deter him. "Or perhaps many boulders stacked on top of each other?" Again you laugh. "No, Ryomen, I am not painting rocks."

"I didn't say rocks I said boulders." You roll your eyes as you continue working. After a while you decide to take a break. It's then that you realize your husband isn't behind you anymore. You make your way into the quarters you and Sukuna share, intending to take a nap. You lay your head down on the pillow and close your eyes but your rest is short lived.

"Wife, why are you not painting in the studio I had made for you?" Without opening your eyes you tell him you're simply taking a break. "But I want to see what you're painting. How can I see if you're not finishing it?" You feel the bed dip as he sits at your side. "Simple, you'll wait and you'll see." Like a child he huffs at your answer. "What if I don't want to wait?"

"Then paint it yourself, i'm trying to rest." He thinks for a moment. "I don't know how to paint." You let out a sigh. "Ryomen, just lay with me and when I get up you can come see what i'm painting." He attempts to act uninterested but the way he pulls you into him when he lays beside you says otherwise. The two of you lay there for a little while before you decide to go back to painting.

To your suprise your husband doesnt follow you. Perhaps annoying you tired him out. Without him in your ear constantly asking about your work, you're able to get much more done. Soon you're able to see what or rather who you had envisioned in your mind looking back at you on the canvas. "It's odd to have you in front of me not saying anything. I'm used to you driving me up a wall but i'm not complaining."

"Are you talking to your painting?" You were so focused on your work that you didn't hear your husband coming to join you. "Maybe." You call back. "I thought you said when you woke up I could come to-" His sentence comes to an abrupt end when his eyes find your canvas in the middle of the room. You stand in front of it watching his reaction. "You still think it's just some rocks?"

"What is that?" He steps closer. "You don't recognize yourself? Is this your way of saying I didn't do you justice?" He's beside you now, staring at the painting thats almost complete. "Is this how you see me?" You tilt your head in confusion. "What do you mean?" He turns to you. "I look different. I didn't think I appeared this way. I'm a hellish creature yet you made me look like something else entirely."

"To me you're who I love most in this world and that's how I chose to depict you. Honestly, I don't think I know any other way how. Do you not like it?" You gaze up at him, curious for his reply. "No, I always like your works. I'm simply taken aback at how you managed to turn a monster into such a beautiful painting." You take his hand in yours. "It was simple because when I look at you I don't see a monster at all."

He stays silent for some time before he speaks again. "Do you think you could paint yourself?" You nod. "Good, once you make that one I want them hung in the entrance." A smile forms on your lips. "Even as a painting you have to have me near." He wraps an arm around you. "What good is a king without his queen by his side?"

A/n: Sigh I love when Sukunas soft for his wife

A/n: For @lazyanimefan i hope you enjoy!!

At first he was a bit perplexed at the way you never uttered a word to anyone. He often wondered if there was something wrong. Not with you, never with you, but instead everything else. Perhaps the palace is too loud so he orders everyone to speak in a lower tone. When that didn't work he thought you were just bored therefore you had nothing to talk about so he forces invites various musicians to perform for you. Still you remained tight lipped, He now begins to wonder if it was him that was the problem.

"Do I not satisfy you?" he asks one night as he stands gazing at the fireplace with his back to you. This makes you pick your head up off your pillow. Wordlessly you trail over to him stopping beside him. You look from the fire to his face. You're surprised to see him already looking at you. You shake your head before wrapping your hand around his upper arm and leaning against it.

"Then why do you not give me the pleasure of hearing your voice?" His lower arm wraps around your waist, pulling you into him. Again, you look up to meet his gaze. You blink your lashes at him before giving him a small "mmm". The sudden noise makes him stand still. Technically it wasn't a word so you didn't really speak to him but it was something.

He tried to maintain his composure. The last thing he wanted to do was to scare you into keeping your newfound noises from him as well. That being said he couldn't help scooping you up and sitting down in front of the fire with you in his lap. "This is just how you are, isn't it?" You nod before situating yourself against his chest. He doesn't say anything else as you drift off to sleep in his hold.

That night he sat before the fire for hours only thinking. He would admit that your limited speech was out of the ordinary but who was he to judge. He's certainly seen more peculiar things. He himself had two faces and four arms which in comparison is significantly odder if you asked him.

Since then, he's done good to learn to read you and your few and far between noises. He finds pride in the fact he knows you so well, better than anyone in the palace. "She said she wants the purple silk for this kimono and the red for the other one." You stood by Sukunas side nodding happily as he corrected the seamstress.

"I don't recall her saying anything at all but-" You hear the woman mumble under her breath. Instantly you feel your husband grow furious at these words. "What did you just say. How dare you insult my wife. You say she said nothing. Perhaps it's you who lacks the intellect to understand her."

Gently you tap his shoulder, snapping him out of his rage. "mmhm." You hum, pulling at his arm. "You're lucky my wife is merciful. I see no reason to spare an incompetent soul like yours." With these final words he allows you to pull him away and into your shared quarters.

You lead him to the engawa that provides a perfect view of the mountains in the distance. "You don't even utter a word and you've still got an unshakable hold on me. How do you do such a thing?" He asks as you both sit down. You give him a cheeky smile as you simply shrug. "Nonesense, surely you know how you've got this power of yours."

Your hand delicately takes his in your own before placing it on your chest, above your heart. You move your other hand to lie above where you believe his heart to be. "hm." You cock your head to the side as to say "Like this?" A grin spreads across his face as he nods. "I believe you're right."

A smile of your own mirrors his. You move your hand from his chest to drag down the fabric of his robe. He thinks you're being loving but soon your face turns to discomfort. "What?" You shake your head as you grip the material. "MmHm."

"You don't like it? I just had it made. To think we quite literally just had a heart to heart and now you're insulting me." Upon hearing this you bring a hand up "mmhm." He looks down at you as you deny his claim. "Ah so you're not insulting me." You make a motion with your head towards the other room where the seamstress from before is located.

"Turns out you don't like our new seamstress after all. Hm? Shall I have her replaced?" He brings a hand down to push a stray hair out of your face. "mm." Your sound of approval makes him let out a laugh as you settle against his chest much like the night you first graced him with your sounds. How grateful he is that you allow him to be the one to truly understand you.

A/n: omg I actually love this dynamic sm I feel like I could fs write more on this

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❀.ೃ࿔*Soft evenings with Suguru

It was already dark when he came home. You could see the exhaustion on his face that he was trying and failing to hide from you. He had been sent out on an another mission that kept him away for days. He didn't like you worrying about him but you couldn't help yourself. He also didn't want you doting on him as if he was seriously hurt but when it came to that you could really care less. Whether he liked it or not you were going to care for him the way he does you.

You wrap your arms around his neck as he stands in the doorway of your shared apartment. He reciprocates your gesture by bringing his arms to wrap around your waist. He even leans back and gently lifts you off the ground, squeezing you just a bit tighter before putting you back down. "I've missed you." He says, his face buried in your neck. "I missed you more." You answer, placing a peck on his cheek. "Impossible."

You step aside to let him come inside before shutting the door. Gently, you come up behind him and start pulling his coat off for him. "What are you doing?" You don't answer until you've hung the coat up on the rack behind you. "A girl can't take care of her boyfriend?"

"Isn't it my job to take care of you?" he asks while kicking off his shoes. You shake your head with a smile "Not tonight." With that you head into the kitchen to prepare his favorite tea. He follows you, opting to sit at the table and watch as you move around the small room you somehow make work.

Before long you're placing the tea down in front of him but before you can walk away he pulls you into his lap. "Why are you doing this?" He reaches up to push a stray hair out of your face while waiting your answer. "You take such good care of me. I want to return the favor." This brings a slight smile to his face. "You know you don't have to do this."

"I know silly, but I want to." You bring a hand up to his hair and pull out the tie thats been holding it up. You watch as his jet black hair falls almost perfectly. Without thinking you reach up and run your fingers through his hair and he doesn't mind. If anything he finds it rather relaxing. His hand begins rubbing up and down your thigh in a slow motion. You interrupt it as his way of returning the favor.

"Have you ever braided your hair?" you ask as you hold his hair between your fingers. "I don't know how." He sets his cup down before looking at you. "Would you let me braid it?" You don't meet his gaze, suddenly afraid he'll say no. "If you'd like to."

You suddenly feel a rush of excitement at being told yes. "Stay here, i'll be right back." He laughs to himself as you hop off his lap and head off in the direction of the bedroom. You come back with a brush and two hair ties on your wrist. "Do you want one braid or pigtails?" The look of sheer joy and excitement makes him mirror your expression before telling you to do whatever you'd like.

You move to stand behind him before gently starting to brush his hair. You start at the ends and slowly move your way up. He visibly relaxes at the feeling of your hands in his hair. The sight makes you feel warm as you continue your motions. "Tell me if it hurts, okay?" He only lets out a small "mhm." in response as you section his hair in three.

As you're braiding his hair you're making sure you don't pull to harshly as to not disturb him now that he's content and comfortable. You almost feel bad when you finish the braid because you know he'll be brought out of this relaxed state. Quietly you peek around and see that his eyes have fallen shut.

Almost like he can sense your gaze his eyes flutter open. "Done already?" he asks, his drowsiness apparent in his voice. You nod before replying "Wanna go to bed?" He attempts to look more awake before saying he's not tired. Not wanting him to feel bad you tell him you are. Upon hearing this he decides going to bed doesn't sound so bad after all.

The two of you trail into your bedroom. You both change into your pajamas before climbing into bed. You both lie down and you can't help but pull Suguru into your arms. His tired figure doesn't fight you as he cuddles up onto your chest. You listen as his breathing evens out while you delicately take the braid out of his hair.

Just as you're finishing you faintly hear him say thank you. You assume he's only talking about his hair but he really meant to thank you for everything you'd done tonight. He want used to being cared for so lovingly after missions but he's grateful that your willing to show him what it feels like.

A/n: ngl i was a lil nervous cuz i haven't written for geto that much before buuut i actually rly like how this came out so yay^^

A/n: omg i'm sorry this took me a lil longer than i expected but I hope you enjoy it!!

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You were grading papers when you hear a firm knock on your classroom door. "It's open." You call out. He enters the classroom calmly but theres a look in his eye that doesn't go unnoticed by you. "Mr. Fushiguro, welcome." You hear the door click shut behind him as he approaches your desk. "You can call me Toji." He looks down at you with that same expression from earlier. "Right, Toji, shall we begin?"

He gives a short nod before taking a seat across from you. "I just wanna preface this by saying that Megumi is a great kid and I love having him in my class. That being said he's been..." You pause, choosing to think of your words carefully. "Acting differentlyand I'm just a bit concerned and thought I should speak with you about it."

Toji leans forward pretending to be shocked about his son's behavior. "What do you mean acting differently?" You grab some papers from a drawer before continuing. "Well, Megumi has been making some comments and even translating these comments into his work as well." Toji squints, continuing his clueless father act. "I'm not following."

"Perhaps you should see for yourself." You slide the papers across the desk and it takes everything in Toji to keep from smiling as he looks at what his son's been doing. On the papers in his hands he see drawings and short sentences all done by his son. One thing all the papers have in common is they all have something to do with you and the man across your desk.

Drawings of the two of you as little stick people holding hands, fill in the blank sentences like "My dad likes - Ms. l/n." "I understand that Megumis mother isn't in his life and I'm concerned thats where this is coming from." Toji shakes his head as he places the papers down. "Nah, the kids fine. Though I've gotta say I never realized he's such a good artist. I mean look at this. It's a pretty picture, don't you think?"

You look towards where he's pointing and see the drawing of you and Toji holding hands with a heart above your heads. He's got a slight smirk on face as he watches your expression. "It is a nice drawing and he's certainly talented-" You're cut off before you can finish. "How come you can't look me in the eye anymore? When I walked in you were fine but after you brought this up you only look around me, not at me."

"I don't-" You're interrupted again. "You like this don't you?" He places the paper down in front of you. "I'm sorry?" He gives you that same look from earlier. "You think I don't see how look at me when I come around. I may not have a degree like you but i'm not dumb." He suddenly stands and without thinking and you follow suit.

Your thoughts are running a mile a minute as he comes around your desk. You know you shouldn't want this but you can't deny that you do like the man in front of you and now you've got him looking at you like he's ready to pounce. You stay still as he stands before you.

He gazes down and lets out a small chuckle before leaning down to near your ear to tell you "You should probably lock the door." This snaps you out of your daze and without thinking you follow his order. Your body stills for a moment when you feel his hand collide with your ass with a harsh smack. You let out a gasp but say nothing as you move toward the door, making sure to close the cover on the small window as well.

When you turn back around you suprised to see Toji sitting in your seat. "C'mere doll, don't be shy now." You make your way over to him eventually coming to stand between his legs. His hands trace your body before stopping at your hips. "You wanna do this, right?" Sure, Toji was practically starving to really get his hands on you but he wasn't gonna force you.

"I do." You say as your hands come down to rest on his shoulders. "Atta girl." He punctuates his words with a pat to your ass. Suddenly his gentle demeanor fades and is replaced by something a bit darker. "Now get on your knees." You do as he says, sinking down until your eye level with the zipper of his pants.

You look up at him and he could cum just from that but he brings his hand down to the back of your head and you know what he's telling you. Gently you begin unzipping his jeans. Soon enough you're reaching into his boxers and pulling his cock out. You try not to act so taken aback by his size.

He's already got a bead of pre on his tip and you don't wait as you give it a small kitten lick. He throws his head back as you continue your motions. "Shit, baby." You wrap your lips around him and begin bobbing your head as you use your hand to take care of what you can't fit in your mouth.

You speed up your motions and you can feel Toji getting closer and closer to his climax. His hips begin to thrust up involuntarily as he approaches his high. "Fuck, get up." He grips a handful of your hair as he pulls you off of your knees. He pushes you down so your chest is against your desk. You lie there as his hands find the edge of your skirt and pushes it up to your hips.

You let out a gasp as you feel him pull your panties to the side and run his fingers through your folds. "Damn, baby. Did sucking me off really get you this wet?" He doesn't give you a chance to reply before he's lining himself up and pushing inside you. Your knuckles turn white as you grip the end of your own desk.

After what feels like forever he finally bottoms out. Gently he begins moving his hips back and forth and you can't help the small noises that escape you. "I'd be quiet if I were you. Wouldn't want them to hear how good i'm fucking you right now, would you?" You shake your head as you attempt to stop the whimpers falling from your lips. Toji doesn't help as he increases his speed.

As his pace quickens and louder moans begin to fall from you he leans over until his chest is against your back. Before you know it his hand comes up to muffle your noises as he covers your mouth. As if he's trying to get you to be louder, his other hand comes down to rub your clit in gentle circles.

You cry out against his hand as everything begins to feel too much. You can't help but begin clenching around him as you feel your orgasm growing. He hisses at the feeling of you gripping him so tightly. "Gonna cum if you keep doing that. You close too?" The best response you can offer is a small "mhm." against his palm.

You continue involuntarily clenching around his length as you begin to get overwhelmed by the sensations you're feeling. With one final thrust your climax falls over you and you can't help but let out a string of noises. The feeling of you letting go around him brings him to his own high. He falls against your back as he gently slows his pace.

You both pant heavily as you attempt to come down. You can't help the small giggle that comes out as you realize what you and the man behind you had just done. "What's so funny?" he asks moving his head to the side to look at your face. Before you can reply a sudden knock comes from your door. "Y/n is everything alright in here?" The sound of your coworkers voice makes your eyes grow wide. "Oh shit."

A/n: can y'all tell it's been a minute since I wrote smut >_<

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You knew you weren't supposed to be here but you just couldn't help yourself. Once you had heard of the upcoming festival you just knew you had to go for one reason and one reason only, the food. People weren't lying when they said pregnancy brought about cravings that even the strongest couldn't fight off. You had heard the whispers throughout the estate that the festival was "haunted" but surely that was only rumors.

You can remember quite clearly when you had gone to Sukuna filled with excitement about the upcoming event just for him to immediately shut you down. "You expect me to allow you to go to such a gathering in your state? Do you take me for a fool, woman?" Instantly your excitement turns to displeasure as you prepare to argue. "I'm a grown woman, Ryomen. I don't have to be allowed by you to do things. Besides you don't really believe the festival is haunted, do you?"

"I've been on this earth much longer than you, little wife, and i've seen many things that would be beyond your belief as well." His response makes you scoff. "So I'm supposed to listen to you because you're old and you've seen more than me." The way you blatantly insult him has him taking a deep breath before replying.

"You're supposed to listen to me because I am your husband and the spawn inside of your womb is there because of me." He says clearly tired of the quarrel. "Don't call our baby a spawn." You reply as you place a loving hand over your rounded stomach. "Is that the only part of my sentence you heard?"

"Perhaps but fine if it truly matters that much to you I'll stay." Both you and Sukuna knew that you weren't going to abide by his wishes so while you were planning how to sneak out, your husband was planning on how he was going to make you wish you hadn't.

Quietly as you sneak through the halls you realize there's no servants which is odd considering theres always one somewhere unless Sukuna orders otherwise. This should've been your first clue that something was off but your cravings were rapidly clouding your judgment. Soon enough you're walking out of the estate with no issues.

You keep your head down as you walk towards the nearby town where the festival is being held. It's not long before you can smell the different kinds of food stands. You're so excited and overwhelmed you completely miss the fact that you aren't alone as you enter the festival.

As you walk further into the crowd you feel as though theres eyes on you but to be fair you are in a large crowd so surely it's nothing. The farther into the festival you go you can't help but feel a heavy presence over you but still you push it to the back of your mind.

You begin to hear music and decide to step out of the crowd to see where it's coming from. In front of you theres people playing instruments and dancing. If you weren't so far along in your pregnancy you probably would have joined them. As you're thinking about this you suddenly feel something brush over your shoulder.

Instinctively, you turn around but to your suprise theres no one there. After this you decide it's best you get what you came for and head back home. You slip your way back into the crowd and intend on walking to the food stands but your efforts are crushed when you're suddenly pulled out of the crowd and into a more secluded and darker area.

You want to yell but you can't, almost as if there's a force stoping you. Your heart feels as if it's going to beat out of your chest and all you can think of is Sukunas words. If only you'd listened. "I thought I told you to stay." The sound of your husband's words has you breathing a sigh of relief but not for long. "Answer me. Did I not say that?"

His face comes into view as he leans down and looks you in the eyes. "You did." He shakes his head before asking "So why are you here, endangering yourself and our unborn child? Are you even aware of the curses that were following you?." You weren't aware and you can feel your cheeks heat at the feeling of being scolded by him like this. "Tell me. What's so important that you had to disobey me and put yourself in danger like this."

"I was craving dango and candy apples." You say, not meeting his gaze. He pauses for a moment before he takes your chin in his hand and makes you face him again. "You are an insane woman, you know that? And I love you for it." You can't fight the smile that his words cause. "You aren't mad anymore?"

"I can never be truly mad at you, dear wife. That being said I don't like you lying to me especially when theres two of you i've got to worry about." He says, placing a gentle hand on your stomach to emphasize his concern. "I'm sorry I won't do it again. I just really wanted some dango and candy apples." You laugh at the end of your sentence and your husband can't help but join you.

As the two of you make your way out of the festival you suddenly see another familiar face. "Is that Uraume?" You point towards them at the entrance. You don't miss the bag hang from their arm that appears to have the solution to your cravings inside.

"You don't really think I'm making you leave without getting what you came for do you?" You suddenly pause before turning and gazing up at your husband. "Really?" He only nods and that walk the confirmation you need before you throw your arms around him the best you can and repeatedly tell him thank you. "You're welcome, my little wife."

A/n: Sigh no matter what I write I always make Sukuna a softie lmao

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