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He wasn’t expecting it.
Not now. Not from you.
Not with your face buried in his chest, body trembling from exhaustion, skin sticky with sweat and cum. Youβre still catching your breath, the brutal aftermath of his claim leaving you sore and ruined beneath him.
But then you say it. Soft. Barely above a whisper.
βI love you.β
The words are fragile, raw, terrifyingly real.
For the first time, Sukuna feels something cold coil in his gut.
Then he laughs.
The sound is sharp, cruel, cutting straight through the tenderness in your voice. You flinch, your body tensing beneath him.
βOh, thatβs fucking hilarious.β
You stiffen. He can feel it. The way your fingers clutch at his bicep, the way your breath hitches, the way you shrink under his weight.
βWhat?β you whisper, the tiniest crack in your voice.
Sukuna sneers, yanking your chin up so youβre forced to meet his gaze. Your lips are swollen from his kisses, your eyes glassy from the way he fucked you, and he π¬π―π°πΈπ΄.
He fucking knows you mean it.
Thatβs what makes it so fucking funny.
βYou think I give a shit about that?β he taunts, dragging his thumb down your bruised throat, feeling the way you swallow back your shame. βGod, you really are a dumb little princess, huh?β
He grins, flashing sharp teeth, leaning down until his lips barely brush yours.
βSay it again.β
You hesitate.
He grabs your thigh, nails digging into the soft flesh, making you wince.
βCβmon, princess. Say it again.β
You swallow hard. βIβ¦ I love you.β
He snorts, rolling his eyes. βPathetic.β
The word lands like a slap, and you flinch as if he actually hit you.
Sukuna watches you with that same infuriating smirk, drinking in the way your expression crumbles. Itβs delicious. Addicting. You look so fucking stupid, so naive, so hopelessly, desperately in love with a man who will never love you back.
And yet.
His heart is pounding.
The realization π±πͺπ΄π΄π¦π΄ him π°π§π§.
You have no π³πͺπ¨π©π΅ to make him feel this way.
So he shoves your legs apart again, forcing himself back inside your ruined little hole, ignoring the way you whimper at the overstimulation.
“If you really loved me,” he murmurs darkly, dragging his teeth along your jaw, “you’d know your only job is to keep this pretty pussy open for me. Not that bullshit fairytale crap.”
He fucks you rougher, harder, ignoring the way your breath hitches, the way you whimper his name in between broken moans.
Still, when he hears you whisper it againβsoft, shattered, realβhis heart skips.
And he hates you for it.
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