๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ซ ~ ๐๐ช๐ ๐ช๐ฃ๐ ๐๐จ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฉ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐๐จ. ๐๐ค ๐๐ ๐๐ช๐๐ ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐ฃ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐๐.
He shouldโve punched that guy.
He shouldโve caved his face in, broken his jaw, made sure the bastard couldnโt even look at you, much less flirt with you like you werenโt already his.
But youโre here now, trembling, fragile, cradled under his weight, and thatโs enough.
Sukuna’s bad at words, so he doesnโt bother saying anything when he shoves you into the mattress, knocking the breath out of you as his hands force your wrists up, pinning you down.
Your eyes are wide, pleading. Soft.
It pisses him off.
“You think I donโt know what youโre doing?” His voice is low, rough, dragging against your skin like sandpaper as his teeth graze your jaw, sharp enough to bite. “Batting your eyes at some loser? Trying to make me jealous?”
You shake your head. “IโI wasnโtโ”
The first slap isnโt hard.
Just enough to make you shut up.
Your breath hitches, your lips part, but you donโt cry. You never cry, and maybe thatโs why he likes breaking you so much.
“You wanna be a little slut for someone else?” His hand slides between your thighs, fingers pushing aside the flimsy fabric of your underwear. “Hah? You wanna fuck around?”
His fingers find your entranceโdry, unprepared. It only makes his smirk widen.
“Youโre mine,” he breathes, pressing a rough, mocking kiss against your lips. “Doesnโt matter what you want. You know that, donโt you?”
He doesnโt wait for an answer.
The blunt tip of his cock stretches you open, forcing its way inside, and you wince, your body arching as pain stings through your core.
Too much. Too thick.
Your nails dig into his biceps, your thighs trembling as you try to push him away, but Sukuna only laughs.
“Relax,” he drawls, tone laced with amusement as he buries himself deeper. “Youโre my good little wife, arenโt you?”
You whimper. He groans. The sound alone makes him shove in harder, stretching you raw, splitting you apart around his cock.
“Fuck,” he snarls, hips slamming flush against yours, forcing your legs wider. “Tight as ever.”
Youโre too small to take him like this, too soft, too unwilling, but thatโs exactly why he loves it. Why he needs it.
Because Sukuna doesnโt do feelings.
Doesnโt say I missed you. Doesnโt say I was scared youโd leave. Doesnโt say I love you.
He just fucks you like a man possessed, like heโs trying to carve his name into your very soul.
And in the end, when youโre bruised and broken, gasping and ruined beneath himโyouโll understand.
He doesnโt need words.
Not when he can make you feel it instead.
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