The moment he saw you, curled up in that fucker’s arms, something inside him snapped.

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The moment he saw you, curled up in that fucker’s arms, something inside him snapped.

It wasn’t even anger at you. It wasn’t rage over the idea that you might be cheatingβ€”no, you weren’t like that. You weren’t him.

But it was the fact that you ran.

You ran somewhere else. Sought comfort somewhere that wasn’t him.

Like he wasn’t the only fucking thing in your life that mattered.

That’s why you’re here now.

Trapped beneath him, hands pinned above your head, thighs spread wide and trembling as he forces himself inside youβ€”stretching you open, making you feel just how fucking deep he can ruin you.

Your tears streak down your face, jaw clenched in stubborn silence. You won’t beg. Won’t plead. Won’t cry his name like you’ve done a million times before.

Sukuna leans in, lips ghosting over your cheek, catching a tear with the tip of his tongue.

β€œGo on, baby,” he murmurs. β€œCry in my arms now.”

Your breath stutters, body locking up as he thrusts in again, deeper, harderβ€”grinding into you like he’s trying to make you break.

Because he is.

He wants you destroyed.

Wants to carve himself so deep into your body, into your mind, into your fucking soul, that the next time you feel sad, the next time you feel small, the next time you need, the only place you go is him.

β€œFucking pathetic,” he mutters, voice a low growl against your skin. β€œRunning to another guy β€˜cause you can’t handle your own damn feelings.” His fingers wrap around your throat, not choking, just holding, reminding you of who owns you. “You know what that makes you, princess?”

You don’t answer.

He smirks.

“A fucking coward.”

The words land harder than the bruises blooming under his grip, and he sees it. Sees the way your breath catches, the way your body betrays youβ€”fighting against the pleasure, the heat pooling low in your gut despite everything.

“That why you never get jealous, huh?” he taunts, rolling his hips, forcing another choked gasp from you. “Not β€˜cause you don’t care. But β€˜cause you’re too much of a scared little bitch to admit it.”

You hate him.

Hate how well he knows you.

Hate how much he gets you.

His mouth finds your pulse, teeth scraping, biting down hard enough to make you jolt, his cock twitching inside you as he swallows your strangled gasp.

β€œYou wanna feel safe, baby?” His voice is all sugar and venom, taunting, cruel. β€œThen why the fuck aren’t you in my arms?”

Your eyes squeeze shut. You shake.

And Sukuna? Sukuna just grins.

Because you fucking know.

You know you’ll never run again.

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