Excelsior!

Your body moved on its own accord, rising from the bed in a record amount of time. As you rose to your full height, the wrinkled lingerie you were wearing began to straighten back out, accentuating your body's natural shape. Your body stayed unmoving, despite the amount of anxiety that was coursing through your veins.

This was the first time that Inumaki had ever used his cursed speech in the bedroom. Hell, this was the first time he had used it on you in general. You shouldn't be nervous though, you were the one who asked him to do it today. Maybe you were just nervous because you just didn't think that he'd agree so easily. Regardless, it was too late to back out now, not like you really wanted to anyways.

He walked around you, gently dragging his fingers across your body as he circled you. His eyes roamed all over your figure, taking in all the various things that he loved about you; your hip dips, stretch marks, little bumps, and scars. Every single one of them was beautiful, telling a beautiful story about the woman he loved.

His fingers gently rested on your hips, looking you in the eyes. His thumbs gently kneaded into your skin, providing you with some silent reassurance. You stood as still as a statue, awaiting your next command from him.

"Strip slowly, and make it a show."

Your hands slowly reached behind you to unclasp your bra, dramatically sliding the thin fabric down your arms. The material made a quiet sound as it fell against the hard ground. Bending at the waist, you began to slide your panties down your legs, stepping out of them once they were low enough. Your fingers reached to take off the stockings when Inumaki's voice stopped you once more.

You stood in place, naked except for the long stocks that traveled up the length of your legs. He reached out to grab your hand gently, pulling you towards a large mirror hung on the wall. Standing behind you, his hands ran up and down your arms affectionately.

Your eyes stayed trained on the floor, intent on avoiding your own reflection in the mirror. You felt a bit anxious under his stare, not enjoying the way his eyes analyzed you so lovingly. He let out a small sigh when he saw the way you avoided your own image. If only you were able to see yourself in the same light that he saw you in. then you'd see just how precious you were.

"Come on, sweetheart, I want you to look at yourself in the mirror. You got so pretty for me, why don't you take a look?" His voice was quiet and gentle, just like he always was.

Your eyes flickered up momentarily, diverting again when you felt overwhelmed by the experience. As much as you wanted to, you just couldn't look into the mirror and feel as beautiful as he tried to make you feel. Every time you looked at yourself in the mirror, all you could focus on were the things that you didn't like. Even though it was a regular occurrence, Inumaki was always there to save you from those thoughts, immediately reminding you of how beautiful you were.

"I said, look at yourself in the mirror. If you really want to stop, just give my hand a squeeze, okay?" You nodded silently as his hands enclosed around your own, dragging them to rest against your breasts.

"They're so pretty," his fingers maneuvered your own, forcing you to pinch your nipples. " and so sensitive. You know I can't resist playing with them, can't keep them out of my mouth." To further prove his point, he continued to knead the flesh with both of your hands. He alternated between pulling at your nipples and just massaging at the flesh. Your eyes stayed trained on the way his hands maneuvered your own, feeling the dull pleasure coming from his actions.

He dragged your hands down to your stomach resting his hands gently over the flesh. You desperately wanted to tear your eyes away, but couldn't do to his cursed speech. Right as you felt yourself begin to panic, his lips gently pressed a kiss on your shoulder blade. He gently whispered words of reassurance to you, reminding you that there was always an out if you decided to use it.

"This area right here, I know you gate it, but it's my favorite. I always get to rest my head right here while you play with my hair. How often do you think I fall asleep right here? Probably a couple times a week. 'can't help it though, it's just so soft." He gently ghosted your fingers over the skin of your stomach, giving you chills with the light touch.

"One of these days, after I make you my wife, I'm gonna put a pretty little baby right here. I'll love this area even more when it's home to our precious child." Without even realizing it, your fingers had begun to caress the area by themselves, only stopping when you registered the last part of his phrase.

Dropping one hand, he drug the other down between your legs. Pushing all but two fingers into a fist, he brought your pointer and middle finger past your pussy lips, collecting some of the arousal that has begun pooling between your legs. wrapping his thumb and pinky around your palm, he pushed your fingers past your entrance, stretching you on two of his fingers and two of his own.

he thrustest your hands into you a few times, experimentally angling his fingers into the rough patch on your walls. The action had you clenching tightly due to the sheer pleasure. he continued thrusting into you until you were on the brink of an orgasm, pulling them out then. Dragging them up slightly, he began to circle your clit gently under the mass of fingers.

Soft moans and whimpers escaped past your lips as you intently watched the way his fingers manipulated your own. This wasn't how it usually felt when he touched you, instead, the pressure on your sensitive clit had intensified under both of your hands.

"Does it feel good?" When you softly mumbled out your out words of agreement, he continued speaking. "This pretty little cunt always makes me feel good, always squeezes my cock real tight." You could feel your stomach tightening almost painfully due to your impending orgasm. As your orgasm continued to approach, you began to feel overwhelmed.

"It's too much, Toge, just need a minute."

"It's okay, take a break." Your head immediately fell back against his shoulder, eyes closing instantly. Despite the break in events, his words of praise didn't stop there.

"You look so pretty like this, I wish I could see you like this forever... You're so beautiful, angel, my beautiful angel." You could feel your clit throb because of the praise, something that Inumaki had long anticipated. He continued softly whispering sweet nothings in your ear, peppering kisses everywhere from your cheek to your shoulder.

" 'm close, Toge."

"Look at me when you cum."

Your eyes stayed squeezed shut until your orgasm crashed over you. It was then, and only then, that your eyes met his again. The intensity of his stare only amplified your orgasm, making it impossibly more intense. After your cunt finished clenching, you were able to move completely at your own accord again.

Turning around, you kissed him passionately. It was yet another time where he had saved you from those thoughts meant to tear you down as a person. Your fingers entangled in his hair, massaging his scalp just the way he liked it. Pulling away from his lips, his forehead rested against your own. A look of confusion came across your face as your saw the ghost of a smirk on his lips.

"I still have some other body parts I'd like to appreciate since we're already on the topic." Laughing lightly, you tugged him towards the comfort of your bed, feeling excited for what's to come.

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The sun relentlessly beats down on your exposed flesh above the water, A thick blanket of fog covers the surrounding area making it nearly impossible to see in the distance. You close your eyes sinking deeper into the hot spring allowing it to swallow you all the way up to your neck. Day time baths weren’t a regular reoccurrence of yours, you preferred bathing under the stars under the protection of the night sky. Just The thought of someone catching you NAKED made your face red hot. You were alittle insecure about your body growing up in a village where beauty was The foundation for your future added a lot of pressure onto your self esteem. It was drilled into each and every young woman if their body was not perfection they’d live a sad life with an awful husband. You never let others see how much this bothered you, you held your head up and radiated confidence even if it isn’t how you truly felt.

“-crack-“

A branch. Your head snaps at the sound your arms impulsively reaching for your exposed chest.

“What do we have here” a monstrous voice hisses behind the fog.

Your heart is beating out of your chest, you scramble out of the water grabbing your satin robe from the ground.

“Who are you?!” You stumble backwards deeper into the lush wooded area. Your feet scream in pain with each step.

“No need for introductions, I am here merely for a day time snack” the voice is closer now. You can make out a towering silhouette it’s frame oozing with demonic cursed energy. You spin on your heels ignoring the stabbing pains shooting through you. You run aimlessly desperate for any chance of escape, The curse chases after you with murderous intent destroying all life that stands in its path.

Growing weaker you take refuge behind the nearest tree pulling your knees to your chest and desperately covering your mouth.

“It isn’t polite to play with your food come on out ,my sweet” you here a strained gagging before a foreign red liquid burst from behind striking the tree opposite of you. The tree began to melt and decay instantly turning into a bubbling rotten liquid spilling into the surrounding plant life.

‘If that touches me...I’m dead’ You think to yourself thinking of the best possible plan for survival.

You could stay hidden in hopes he will give up and leave or you could make a run for the temple. As far back as you can remember the elders have always reminded you to never enter the temple. The temple is a forbidden place but no one ever talked about why that is. You’d always wondered what resided in that temple ,you guessed it had to be some sort of demonic entity. Logically speaking big fish eats little fish and if you could lure the curse there you might be able to escape while it is distracted by they mystery monster. It was settled, the plan was reckless stupid even but it was your only option.

You dash forward zigzagging through the trees, you could see the temple right ahead of you so close yet so far.

You begin to yell so loud it feels like your throat is being ripped apart.

“HELP IS ANYONE HERE PLEASE HELP ME PLEAS-“ Burning. Deep excruciating Heat seeps into the entire left side of your body. You’ve been hit. The red liquid bubbles up chewing away at the fabric covering your skin and burrowing itself into your now exposed flesh. You let out a blood curdling screech clawing at the bloody exposed wound.

“I am trying to rest!” A voice booms through the air. You fall to your knees locking eyes with the male figure you can barely make out.

You reach towards the figure whispering “Run” before falling unconscious.

~

Tap. Tap. Tap. ‘Is someone... pacing?’ You question internally. You’ve been Aware for a while now listening carefully and analyzing each and every sound. So far You’ve been able to make out voices, Female voices Talking amongst themselves gossiping about the ‘mystery woman’ as they changed the water near your bed side. This presence was different it was cold and silent, observing your every movement. Tap. They are coming closer. Tap. Your body tenses. Tap. A shiver runs down your spine. You clench the sheets beneath you praying.

“I can smell your fear...” a rough calloused finger trails your cheek sending a current through your core.

Your eyes dart underneath your closed eyelids tears brimming, you attempt to swallow the lump lodged in your throat.

“Speak.” He growls low and deep.

You’re conflicted, You’d have to face him sooner or later playing dead can only last for so long. If he wanted you dead you’d be dead by now.

You peek through your eyelashes, and become face to face with...A man?

With further inspection you notice the strange markings lining his porcelain skin.

His Ivory robe hangs slightly open giving a clear view of the Dark lines decorticating his entire torso. His eyes are locked on you staring menacingly through his strawberry locs. You gaze into his pools of honey drowning in them. Despite the fear deep in your chest blood rushes to your cheeks in an instant.

“Who are you” his breath tickles your face.

“I-uh my name is Y/N”

He inches closer exploring every inch of your face, you scrunch your nose in protest.

“Who are you” his voice grows darker sending chills through your body.

“I already told you who I am” you bite back.

“ Well let me rephrase my question...What...are you”

You take a moment and think to yourself ‘what am I? What kind of question is that’ you raise your brow a look of frustration washes over your face.

“I don’t understand what you mean” he squints at your response.

Your attention suddenly averts to your arm , the last thing you remember was clawing at your own melting flesh yet there was no pain at all. Your arm is completely bandaged but you were certain they weren’t necessary. Your arm felt...healed, how long had you been here? You begin to panic wondering how much time had gone by.

“No human could sustain such an injury and survive now I’m going to ask you once more what...are you” his voice is dripping with viciousness it flows through you sending heat between your thighs.

“I am y/n a poor village girl who sells art in the city, my father is a farmer, my mother is dead, I live in a small run down home surrounded by land that is near impossible to harvest, I am regretful to say but I am human.” He sighs raising his hand to your throat claws grazing your neck. A warm droplet of blood trickles down your throat you swallow back the lump forming.

“Do you know who I am?” You stare at him watching the chaotic energy grow around him consuming his entire form. It swirled violently in a tsunami of Darkness stronger than any cursed energy you’d seen before.

Curses plagued your village all the time it was apart of your everyday existence but this was on another level. Each year official’s would come and host a challenge for the villages most “gifted”. A test to figure out who was gifted with spiritual abilities that could help the disposal of curses. You always knew you were gifted you could see past the blanket of reality, but you were weak physically unable to protect yourself and others on the battlefield. You decided to stay home and live out your days in the village with your father after a few failed attempts at the test. During these exams you’d seen many terrifying creatures but him...He was the embodiment of destruction nothing you’d ever witnessed before.

“You’re a curse...” His laugh rumbles deep within his chest,You grow irritated.

“My pet...” he brushes your cheek with the rough pad of his thumb.

He leans down lips brushing your ear,his breath fanning your skin.

“Ryomen Sukuna” he whispers.

Your eyes widen as your body paralyzes with fear. The strongest Demon to ever walk the earth is standing inches from your face. He smirks at your reaction his tongue tracing his bottom lip in approval.

“I refuse to wear such a thing” You huff.

The small elderly woman stares up at you with tired eyes pleadingly.

“Please mistress My lord has ordered me to make sure you wear this robe specifically” you look down at the slinky red floral robe with dread. This seemed highly inappropriate you ball your fist crushing the material in your hands. You nod slipping your arms into the silk sleeves. The servant woman walks circles around your body tucking and tying as she goes. You can barely breath as she pulls tighter around your waistline creating a hour glass shape and hoisting your breast up. Just yesterday he was breathing down your neck about you being a threat and now he is forcing you to dine with him. Your eyes roll at the very thought of him, the servant woman ties a final bow on your robe before slipping a gem Incrusted hair clip into your wild mane. You turn to the mirror and there you stood glistening with beauty from head to toe. The light makeup complemented your natural features making them stand out, the red tight fitting robe accentuated your curves, the long red silk fell in a pool around your feet while leaving a gapping slit to see your legs beneath, your breast sat perched struggling against the fabric,You nearly didn’t recognize yourself.

The woman runs a delightful oil on your skin engulfing you in the scent of wild flowers and lavender. She nods motioning for you to follow her down the hall. This is the first time you’d been anywhere in the temple apart from the room you were held in. Each footstep bounced off the large walls and pillars, The ceiling was an artistic vision of heaven, paintings of tales you’d only hear in religion,Angels, beast, and Demons.

You play with a loose string on your gown nervously, keeping your focus away from your awaiting fate.

“My lord” The woman bows her head.

“ You may go” she turns immediately swiftly walking down the long corridor.

You are alone now, the only thing separating you is a grand dining table which Sukuna sits at the head of.

“Sit” he swirls the wine in his glass watching you intently.

He takes a sip never taking his eyes off you as you slide hesitantly into your seat. His bottom lip is stained a bright red he licks the remnants his stare glued on you. Your legs cross tightly in a attempt to calm the throbbing in your clit.

‘I want a taste’ you think to yourself before you realize what you’re doing. The thought was intrusive a pure surprise, you begin to eat in silence.

“You look Delicious “

“Excuse me?”

He smirks “ I asked if the food is delicious...” Your eyebrows wrinkle in suspicion.

“ the food is delicious thank you” you bow your head.

Glancing up you’re met with his piercing gaze you begin to squirm.

After a while of nervous eating and silent tension Sukuna speaks finally.

“ Would you like dessert as my guest I’ve ordered the kitchen to prepare an array of sweets for you “ what could you say you had a sweet tooth.

“That sounds...lovely” you say cautiously afraid to turn down any of his Generous gestures. He stands walking slowly like a predator sneaking up on its prey, you feel so small under his gaze, so fragile compared to his power. He reaches a giant hand out to you, you place your small hand in his rising from your seat. He walks you down the hall holding your hand firmly. You struggle to keep up with his pace being that your legs were extremely short in comparison to his.

He leads you to a luxurious room covered in satin and Golden treasures. He leads you to the edge of the bed.

“Rest your feet, my pet” he coos staring hungrily at your exposed chest.

You sit on the soft bed crossing one leg over the other exposing your thighs. He rolls a cart in front of you a silver platter covered by a sterling top sat before you. Sukuna reveals what is inside, a platter of ingredients?

Strawberry’s,black berries , fresh cream, sugar cane, cherries, And molten cocoa. It looked mouth watering you begin to salivate.

Sukuna picks up a bright red strawberry dipping it slowly into the cocoa maintaining eye contact, your body trembles as he approaches you. His free hand slides behind your neck his thumb massaging the soft skin as he traces your lips with chocolate. You’re going insane blood rushing through your veins as the sweet taste invades your tongue. He pushes the berry between your lips gently urging you to bite into its sweetness. Red juices run down your lips as you bite down savoring the taste invading your senses. Sukuna’s eyes light up his grip on your neck firming, he leans down trailing his tongue along your chin lapping up the spilled juices.

His tongue is long almost serpent like it swirls across your lip leaving a warm tingling in its wake. You moan softly leaning into him, he responds by crashing his lips to yours in a fervent greedy heat. It was senseless you didn’t know him at all and yet your body ached for his touch.

Your hips swirled as you tangled your hands in his blazing red hair pulling him closer. He grunts slipping his Eager tongue between your lips, he leans forward placing his knee between your legs you lay back pulling him slightly on top of you. Your gown is bunched up around your waist your breast barely contained, he’s hovering over you panting quietly. He pushes his knee deeper into your core spreading your legs further apart, the pressure against your clit causes you to whimper. He smiles devilishly down at you soaking in your lust drunken face, he can feel you throbbing against him making his cock twitch in excitement. He captures your lips again, grinding his knee gently into your pleading slit. You’re soaking wet and gasping between kisses He is intoxicating, all reason and logic were gone there was one thing you wanted no, needed in this moment. Your hands reach down blindly, your finger tips graze the tented material of his robe his length twitches in response. He groans pulling away from your lips only to attack your breast with his mouth. He rips the fabric from your chest with ease exposing your yearning hard buds, he waste no time suckling your sensitive spot . Your back arches, your hands pull him closer playing in his hair.

“Please ...”

“ please what, use your words like a big girl “

“Ah, fuck, I-I can’t “ your words are choppy almost in coherent

“Yes you can Doll ,cmon tell me what you want “ he moans.

“Touch...me...more Ah ah”

“ Ask nicely or I might just have to punish you” he nibbles lightly on your aching nipples.

“P-Please touch me My lord” you cry out eyes rolling back.

“Good Girl” he growls fingers pushing past your thighs in search of your wet entrance, he slides his middle digit along the length of your slit brushing lightly over your throbbing nub.

“Oh my god Ah-!” You we’re losing your mind, you’d touched yourself there many times before, waking up late nights to play with yourself in secret but this...this was different it was a pressure that resided deeper than you’d ever experienced, Like a volcano waiting to erupt.

Your hands impatiently work to try and free his Hard member but he pulls away from you suddenly leaving you laying there a heaving mess.

“Did I say you can touch me “ he growls in your ear you wither beneath him.

He grabs a piece of torn fabric grabbing your hands and pinning them above your head. He wraps the satin tightly around your wrists rendering you helpless,You’re at his mercy.

He trails kisses all the way down your body, kissing every stretch mark and scar in sight. You’re quivering and bucking your hips impatiently, he reaches your thighs pushing them up digging your knees lightly into your chest. You’re folded in half your wetness completely exposed to him, he blows lightly on your hot swollen labia causing you to squirm and clench your insides. He chuckles at your excitement soaking in the sight of you.

“Mmmm such a pretty little pussy” he spreads your lips apart running his tongue over your pearl. He waste no time devouring your satin folds, he sucks desperately on your clit slipping in two fingers stretching you so much you almost cum right then and there. He pumps into you filling your walls with pleasure, you clamp down on him as you grind into his tongue. It’s too much to take you’re about to explode , he pumps faster your juices flowing down his fingers he moans into your pussy vibrating your entire soul, it was enough to send you over the edge. Your ass arches off the bed as you reach your mind numbing climax sukuna finger fucks you harder riding out your orgasm with you. Your juices sprayed soaking his lips and the sheets beneath you, he smiles licking up the mess you made.

He slides up shoving his tongue in your mouth so you can taste yourself.

“Mmm desserts is always better than the main course” he kisses your forehead before standing up pulling you into his arms. He picks you up bridal style and begins walking down the corridor despite your obvious displeasure and silent protest. How dare he make you cum like that and send you off to bed!

He lays you in your bed pulling the covers up to your neck. He kisses your lips as he unties the makeshift handcuffs with your hands free you reach up pulling him closer desperate for more. He humors you grabbing your throat and pulling you deeper into the kiss.

“Uhn fuck-“ he moans grabbing your exposed breast rolling the bud between his fingers.

You attempt to pull him on top of you... he pulls away.

“ Such an impatient Girl, It is time to rest” he kisses you one last time before walking away leaving you stunned and angry by his strange behavior.

~

His eyes are cast down as you watch him bite into a soft peach nectar dripping down his chin, how could something so simple be so erotic. How can he act like nothing happened between you last night... could it have been just a dream? You scrape your plate in a daze pushing your eggs from one side to the other. The noise catches sukunas attention a look of irritation sets in his handsome features.

“Is something...bothering you” he strokes his chin In curiosity.

“Not at all, I was just wondering when I will be set free” you give him a stern look.

He laughs “You are as free as a bird ,by the looks of how you had my head trapped between your thighs last night... it is I who is the hostage” Your hands shoot up covering your burning face, ‘ how dare he talk to me that way’ you think frantically.

You peek through your fingers to see a satisfied grin plastered on sukunas face.

You shake your head composing your rabid thoughts “Fine then I will be taking my leave” you stand slamming your palms on the table. In a flash your back is pressed against A marble pillar, sukuna towering over you engulfing your small frame. “Never turn your back on me” he breaths in your ear, electricity shoots to your groin. The line between arousal and Fear became muddled ,you wanted to challenge him to see all the ways you knew he would punish you. You look up at him with a glint of danger in your eye, his breath hitches he wasn’t expecting this sort of reaction out of you.

Pushing yourself up onto your tip-toes you brush your finger across his soft plump lips. A dark blush creeps into the demon lords cheeks he looks away in embarrassment. “ what did I tell you about touching without permission...” his voice is dripping with lust.

“I suppose I need to be punished...Su-kuna”

Before you can utter another word he throws you over his shoulder as if you’re weightless and storms towards his bedroom. You’re absolutely giddy inside praising yourself for earning the reaction you wanted. You can finally finish what had started the previous night, you were moist and he hadn’t even touched you yet.

He plops down on the bed maneuvering your body to lay sprawled across his lap. He starts to gently caress your exposed thighs kneading the soft skin, it feels good your body starts to relax a moan escaping your lips. He rubs all the way up to your ass pushing your robe up as he goes, the air is cool on your now exposed bottom goosebumps prickle on your smooth skin. Sukuna leans down sprinkling small kisses all over you, you wiggle signaling for more.

“-Slap!-“ Your breath catches in your throat. He kisses the sore spot licking away the stinging sensation he’d just created. Your pussy is trembling as a surge of adrenaline shoots through you.

“-slap!-“ you shout in pleasure gripping the sheets.

“-slap- what’s my name, say my fucking name”

Your vision is blurred with ecstasy “S-sukuna”

“-slap!- it’s sir to you Slut, You like getting spanked don’t you princess” You moan loudly as another slap lands on your warm ass cheeks.

“Y-yes sir!”

“Fuck yeah just like that moan for me Bitch” he growls, you feel his member growing, pressing against your stomach.

He tears away your panties as if it were nothing but a loose string. His fingers slide between your thighs teasing your soaking cunt. You’re panting now letting out animalistic groans unable to control yourself , the balance of pain and pleasure drives you insane.

“Uhn- Fuck Please more “ your tongue lols out of your mouth, he grabs a handful of your hair with his free hand yanking your head back and shoving his tongue desperately down your throat. His fingers plunge deeper inside you swirling against your sopping walls, you clamp around him.

“You don’t cum until I say you can do you fucking understand me?” Your eyes roll back drool dribbling down your chin .

He pulls his fingers out achingly slow earning a groan of protest from you.

“Do you fucking understand me “ you nod frantically yearning for his touch. He grabs your jaw staring deeply into your tear filled eyes.

“Use that pretty little mouth of yours”

“Y-yes sir” you pant

He plows his fingers into your needy hole finger fucking you mercilessly, your cum drips down his forearm he revels at the sight of your arousal. Sukuna begins to squirm at the friction against his strained member. He rocks you to a earth bending orgasm, he holds you in place as you convulse to your climax. Once your high subsides you roll over curling in a messy ball. You look in amazement as sukuna grips his throbbing cock stroking it. He throws his head back stroking himself faster. “Ah Ah fuuuck” he cries out

You crawl over wrapping your small hand around the base of him mimicking the pace he was going. Pre-cum seeps out of his twitching cock you lick your lips hungrily. Without hesitation you swirl your tounge around his tip licking him clean savoring his flavor. He grabs a handful of your hair pushing himself deeper into your throat. You gag but adjust to his size easily bobbing your head in rhythm with sukuna. He pulls your head up, “stick your tongue out whore” he slaps his cock against your tongue watching your drool slide down his length.

“Come here”

You climb up his body throwing your legs on either side of him straddling his waist.

He reaches up ripping your dress from your shoulders exposing your hard buds.

“This is the second robe you’ve ripped” you giggle.

“I can buy a hundred more for you...” he pulls you forward catching your nipple between his lips. You moan grinding your hips against him , “You want me inside you don’t you, tell me how bad you fucking want it”

He pushes his hips upward teasing your entrance with his tip.

“I want it so fucking bad Ah-uhn fuck me please fuck me”

“I love how you beg for it you’re my little slut aren’t you” he grips your hips pushing you down onto his thick twitching cock.

“Ahhhhh fuuuuck” you are being stretched further than you’d ever been. Your pussy clenches as he fills up your inside.

“Yeah, Ah fuck you like how I play in your insides yeah, mmm you’re so fucking tight” he thrust up closing the distance between you ,your pelvises collide. He drills into your core slamming against your G-spot with each thrust. He bounces you up and down using you as his own personal fuck toy you’re loving every second of it. It feels even better than you’d imagined...There it was... the pressure. It builds up inside you like a geyser aching for release, sukunas strokes become needy you can tell he’s close. Your hips slam into each other rocking each other to the finish line.

“Ah cum for me Baby “ your body Quakes your walls clamp down milking him for every last drop of cum he can spare . He throws head back claws digging into your hips as he fills you to the brim. You feel his cock twitch helplessly inside you completely spent.

You fall forward, your body’s both sticky with sweat. He wraps his arms around your quivering form whispering gently in your ear.

“ you’re such a good girl, such a good little pet”

~ the end

"Yuji? Please..." You tried, but it was in vain.

A smile broke from his face like jagged cracked shards of glass. "Angel face, I told you... Yuji's not here right now-" His arms, all four of them reached out, had you caged between himself, who seemed to grow into a tall menace towering over your small frame, and the stiff wall behind you. "But don't worry... he's watching."

Hands too quick for you to avoid, gripped the fabric of your dress, tearing it off, leaving you bare before the demon in front of you.

"Poor puppy is whining like a little bitch... more so than you. He thinks I'm going to rip your heart from your chest."

The man wearing your boyfriends face gave a twisted laugh, dark like raked coals, still in Yuji's voice yet so far from a sound he could ever make.

"He fears he'll have to watch the light leave your pretty eyes as you die, your blood staining his fingers an unforgivable scarlet."

You trembled as his hands, the four of them, grabbed your bare waist, his head ducking with a ragged sniff, sighing out in a gasp while levelling with your chest. He gave a small moan in awe before producing his tongue, warm and wet laving up the valley between your breasts, up your collar and throat, to your ear, whispering on it.

"Don't you cry, turtle dove."

Your arms hung still at your sides like deadweight, not daring to make a move, frozen still, even as the finger from one of his hands curled beneath the band to your underwear, tugging them off, your toes curling upon the cold stiff air kissing your exposed sex, hands clenching when feeling his fingers rub against your slit. He cooed at you as you shook on weak knees, kissing your cheek as another hand grabbed your throat, making you look up at him as he stared you down.

"I promise I won't hurt you. I'm not as bad as the brat makes me out to be."

Your eyes blurred with tears, unable to focus on anything sept for the burning red residing in his, where it wouldn't surprise you if they started leaking with blood. Your body rendered to just a rag doll as his bottom arms lifted you up to cradle his torso, one top arm kept between your thighs whilst the other remained wrapping strong fingers snug around your throat, fingers that would have zero issues snapping your neck if need be.

"It's him you should watch out for... if only you knew what cursed thoughts go tumbling through his brittle hormonal mind..."

He pressed his forehead against yours and continued his taunting, words kissing your face with the stench of his breath.

"Thoughts about you... and all the nasty things he wants to do to you." He sunk two of his fingers inside you and hummed at the tightness, spreading them and smiling as you winced at the stretch, otherwise ignoring your horror. "Torturing himself with lewd pictures of you, thinking about how good you would feel beneath him, wrapped tight around his cock."

Unbothered by how your hands suddenly made to push at his tough chest, his stiff skin liking the attention of your dainty breakable fingers, finding it amusing for a moment, before leaving your throat in favor of gathering your aimless delicate little wrists in a cross above your head, allowing your head to hang and shake from side to side at the thick fingers being pushed inside you.

"Fisting himself until he makes a mess in his bed, your name drooling from his lips." His voice licked at your ears like fire, sending your head spinning like a storm. "You should count your blessings that whatever belongs to him, also belongs to me." He laughed, tightening the hold on your throat, kissing your unwilling mouth with a smirk.

His arms held you up effortlessly, like you were stuffed with cotton and not flesh and bones, with another hand nudged between your thighs, pumping cruelly long fingers inside you, turning you into honey and velvet, dripping down his tattooed arm, flexing with stiff muscles like the warrior he was.

"Only unlike him... I take good care of my possessions."

His roughened black talons dug in deeper into the soft flesh of your ass, making you whimper, eyes shutting tight, giving way for more fat tears to drizzle down your adorable miserable face.

"And don't shy away from the things I want."

A warm tongue swept up your cheek, giving you no room to avoid it, licking up your tears like he a wasp feasting for honeydew.

"You're too sweet I swear I could devour you both. Gorge myself so wastefully in your warm soft flesh."

He gave a ragged moan, groaning, mouth falling to your chest with his teeth gracing against your collarbones, wide and manic grin spread on his face as he listened to the panicked pitter pat of your precious little fragile heart.

"My two little pets."

He curled his fingers, stretching you out, where the sudden pressure of his sandpaper-rough thumb-pad pressing down on your budding swollen little clit, made you moan out like a little kitten mewing for attention.

"One blundering puppy, and you... sweet soft little innocent bunny in desperate need of corruption."

Your thighs shook upon the guilty knot fighting and twisting in your gut, hopeless eyes looking at the curse where he stood smirking down at your pathetic effort at keeping your undoing at bay, offering no mercy and not a shred of regard despite knowing what he was robbing you of.

"Poor thing, just begging for a helping hand." He purred, hot breath fanning against your already heated face, panting out small adorable whimpers and suppressed moans and frustratedly guilt-ridden whines as you twist on the fingers disappearing inside you, messaging everything tender into a grateful pool in his palm, for where it might have been unwanted, it was pleasure none the less, intimacy unlike anything you'd ever felt before. "Not a single cursed bone in your body, is there?" He admired with a hungry smile, eyes glazed with a sinister heated lustful greed, far away from shameful. "Strictly pure-hearted... just like the angels intended." You dared look up, only to see him drool like a mongrel, swivel-eyed and manic. "Forgive me-" He licked his lips, seemingly in an effort to stop salivating, yet only succeeding in slobbering even more, thick drops of spit dripping down onto your chest, making you look down only to see that he'd pulled out that thing Yuji always tried his best hiding when you'd kiss him in manor more heated than chaste. "I'm usually quite the well-behaved man, but sometimes i just can't seem to hold myself back."

You stirred upon the size, a chill biting up your spine making you swallow thickly. His large hand having taken hold of his base, stroking tentative fingers up and down his own shaft, smearing pre-cum and spit up alongside thick pulsating veins, rubbing over the glistening red-kissed bulging tip that soon pushed softly into the wet lips of your virgin cunny.

You gasped, squeaking. "No, don't-" But the demon didn't listen, loving how the both you were staring down wide-eyed onto your union, as the thick cock pried your tight walls open, sinking inside you one painful inch at a time.

He groaned at the pressure enveloping him, the resistance no match for his strength, but a resistance none the less. "Your fault for being tempting me." He uttered, squeezing the plush flesh of your ass, lifting you forward to meet him as he bottomed-out inside you. "Don't blame me." His hand ascended to grab your chin, lifting your pitiful face so that he could stare down into the pitiful pool of your pretty eyes as he sends you over the edge. "I'm an artist-"

Sweet plaything, you look horrified.

"I see a clean canvas and I just have to go on and destroy it." He sat curved inside you, bulging out from your poor belly. "Blame the brat, he's the one who led me to you, offering you to me like a sweet little gift, precious virgin ripe for the plucking."

"Please." You interrupted, clenching tightly around the intruder taking up the taunt space inside, your body jolting at the foreign fulfilling feeling of having something warm and living burrowing itself through you. Virgin anxiety making it feel as though he'd break through whatever weak barrier pressing up against, how you feared he wasn't satisfied and would continue pushing until fitting inside your stomach and come out through mouth, already choking and hiccuping on the thought alone, clenching around the fat girth of him in hopes of keeping him at bay.

"It's in my nature. You wouldn't want me defying nature, would you?"

His claws pinched at the hallows of your cheeks, not allowing you to look away from the hysterically deranged look on his face, canines sharp as knives dripping with either spit or venom as he smiled down at your horrified little face.

"Truly, everything is as the gods intend."

He seemed to push in deeper, threatening the very thing you feared, feeling so insurmountably big as though reaching inside your organs, stretching you out, poking into and swelling in places that stung and had you recoil each time he made a new move.

"Meaning, they're smiling down at this moment... waiting for the show to begin."

He pulled back with his hips, watching you wince with sadistically gleeful eyes, his smile growing wider at the moan ripped from your chest as he filled you right back up again, reaching deep into that squishy soft spot that had your toes curling and eyes crossing, cute little pink tongue lolling from your mouth as you moaned so ridiculously sweetly for him.

"Yuji~" You whined, which made the demon click his tongue, fucking into you deeper, noticeably harsher with a growl that rippled like an earthquake within his ribcage, sounding ready to level cities.

"Wrong again." He taunted. "Won't you say my name, angel?" He rocked into you sharply, making you choke on a gasp. "Won't you moan it for me?" Beginning to roll his hips on repeat. "Scream it? Beg and plead and cry with it, carve it like a prayer on your tongue?" His eyes seemed to gleam in some perverted delight. "Come on, give a curse a blessing, and say my name, pretty please, little lamb."

Your eyes turned cotton-flavoured as he kept humping into you, docile and blissful in his arms, hanging off of his every movement. "Ah- Sukuna~" He fucked you good and well into the wall, not as harshly as you thought he was going to with the feral smile he gave you while holding your face between his claws, keeping your eyes levelled by his bleeding red gaze. But he took you slow and deep, until you were melting, turning you into jello in his arms.

He hummed, face touching yours while having you completely enslaved to his touch. "You see, brat?" He whispered. "You were worrying for no reason at all, she can love the both of us." He sunk in deep, had you enveloping him entirely, even though it seemed impossible. "Poor sweet thing doesn't have the heart to truly hate."

You clenched tightly around him, pussy fluttering, kissing alongside his girth while breathing in his exhales.

"Aww, look at you..." He crooned in a soft whisper, still holding your wrists above your head tightly, keeping you firmly pressed against the wall, even as you gave yourself completely away to the gratification he was giving you. "Cock stretching out your tight little cunt." He continued, tone deceptively sweet and soft as he nudged in deeper. "Not so innocent gushing around us like a desperate little whore, are you?"

You gave a moan like a little kitten and he caught your lips in a kiss, softly yet determined to pry open your mouth to explore, tongue swiping along your lips, brushing and playing with yours as you mewed into his mouth, making his face twist again into a wretched gluttonous smirk.

"Tell us how good I'm making you feel, love."

It had been a long time since he had any worshippers, about the same amount of time since he ran out of places to wash the blood from his hands. Which was long ago. People aren't as beholden to true carnage anymore, but he never quite valued those that were either. False worshippers thinking themselves on his level just because they can watch a man beg for his life and not flinch. Silly humans, believing there's strength in disregarding a life, when the real truth is measly human lives have no value to disregard.

Though, he cannot deny he found some pleasure in seeing them bow and sing for him, in the foolishness of it all he might have tipped his head in amusement when he'd find such cute little trinkets at his shrine, goblets brimming with filthy blood of some nameless faceless sinner worth nothing but to water the spider lilies. Naturally, it was more the horrified expressions painting their confused faces once he slaughtered them that brought him joy, to rip them apart as they thought they were safe. That sweet an utter look of betrayal as he sliced open their miserable lives like it meant nothing, having them fully understand that they meant nothing.

But he'd gladly have you.

It might be the brat's influence, but... you would make such a proper little pet, sitting on his lap, snug against his chest, inside the warmth of his kimono with a collar around your throat, pretty markings decorating your soft flesh stating his claim on your terribly adorable fickle soul.

"Come on, love, tell me how much you adore me and I'll give you what you want." His voice was like an echo, filling your mind like an empty cup, ridding it of all other thoughts. "Say the words, little one, and I promise the reward will be worth it." You couldn't bare the thought of breaking from his eyes, even though you felt as though you was drowning in them, spellbound with your legs tangled around him, urging him to continue whatever sweet sin he'd ensnared you in.

"I love you." He doesn't remember the last time he'd heard a voice so sweet, so fruitful and whole and holy and his.

The angels must be weeping at the scene, it would give him goosebumps if he wasn't so focused on fulfilling his promise and give you, his sweet precious little thing, what your poor body was aching for.

"You want this, little lamb?"

He angled his hips, his cockhead nudging into a terribly sensitive spot that had your thighs quivering, nodding your head with large pleading doe-eyes, bottom lip caught in your teeth as you clung to his torso tighter, pulling on him like a needy little devotee happy and thirsty for the attention your god was giving you.

"So clingy..." He commented with a snicker, fucking into you again, moulding your insides with the thick curve of his manhood, sending your tummy into a turmoil, spurring and curling like an adder, tightening like a coil, something breaking, falling apart, unwinding and releasing in a spurr, tight gummy walls dancing alongside his cock, milking him in a desperate need for him to empty his balls inside you, fill you up with sticky warmth, make you dumb with pleasure. "Don't worry your sweet little head, angel face, I'll give you what you need. You keep looking at me like that and I'll make a pretty mess of you soon."

You whined in torment at his teasing as he left you wanting for his lips on yours and his seed to spill and paint your insides with milk.

"Well, if you want it so badly, why don't you beg for it?" His eyes glinted dangerously, and you felt compelled to roll your hips like a needy bitch in heat as you whimpered for him, wanting so desperately to hop on his cock and milk him for every single precious drop of cum.

Poor Itadori was crying too. Rendered to watch her pretty little girl's tits bounce up and down, only allowed to feel every lick and kiss and pump and your weeping tight virgin cunt squeeze him for his cum, but not allowed to touch.

He was begging too.

A string of sobbing delirious pleas spluttering from his lips in a raving stream of drool, needed so badly to fill your precious perfect tight cunny with cream.