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Sukuna doesnโt do relationships.
Didnโt.
Until you.
And fuck, he still doesnโt know why.
Youโre not his type. Too soft, too quiet, too fucking innocent. A good girl who doesnโt belong anywhere near him, who should have run the first time he put his hands on you, who should have screamed when he took you, who should have fought harder when he told you he wasnโt letting you go.
But you didnโt.
Youโre still here.
And he fucking loves that.
Not that heโll say it.
Instead, he presses a cigarette to his lips, blowing smoke in your face as you glare at him from the couch. You hate when he smokes inside. He does it anyway.
Just to piss you off.
Because youโre cute when youโre angry, when your soft little hands ball into fists, when you huff and stomp and cross your arms like you could ever do something about him.
He likes pushing you, cornering you, making you squirm.
Because he likes you like thisโdefiant, fuming, barely holding back a reaction.
The same way you do when heโs fucking you.
“Look at that face,โ he drawls, exhaling smoke as he flicks his lighter shut. โYou wanna slap me, donโt you?”
Your eye twitches. โI want you to leave.โ
He grins. “Tough luck, princess.”
He grabs your wrist before you can move away, dragging you down onto his lap. You yelp, hands pressing to his chest, shoving. He doesnโt budge.
“Y’know,” he murmurs, flicking the cigarette into the ashtray, his other hand creeping up your thigh. “You should be grateful.”
You stiffen. “For what?”
“For me.” His fingers dip beneath your shorts, pushing your panties aside. “A guy like me doesnโt do this shit.”
He rubs two fingers over your slit, slow and lazy, like heโs got all the time in the world.
You tremble, your breath hitching, but you donโt fightโdonโt even try.
Thatโs why he likes you.
“You should be on your fucking knees,โ he murmurs, pressing his mouth to your ear, letting his teeth graze the shell. “Grateful I made you my girl.โ
He shoves his fingers inside, stretching you open, feeling how wet you already are.
โYou love it, donโt you?โ he taunts, curling them deep, grinding the heel of his palm against your clit. โHaving meโโ he thrusts up, dragging a whimper from your lipsโโdo all the shit a nice guy would do gently.โ
Your fingers tighten in his shirt. “Sukunaโ”
Heโs already undoing his jeans.
He yanks your shorts off, forces your legs apart, rams himself inside with one sharp thrust. You gasp, clawing at his shoulders.
Sukuna smirks, watching your face crumple, watching your innocence break under him.
His girl.
His only girl.
Too bad youโre stuck with him.
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