Sukuna Remen

Life with a Sukuna has never been easy. Living with a man who is subject to his own huge ego and high self-esteem has always been hard. Of course, he loved you, somewhere far away in the recesses of his mind and expressed love in his own way, more, of course, by actions than words. Beating up a guy who molested you at school, or just asked for homework and how to do it, was a common thing for Remen. Getting you a place in the cafeteria queue and pushing other students aside is his daily ritual. He never said how much he loves and respects, he would rather stuff your abuser's face and break a couple of bones to prove his affection.

It's funny, maybe, that they didn't tell him anything about it, they didn't punish him, they didn't scold him, they didn't even think about expelling him from school, because he was the leader of the football team, which brought crushing victories and huge money to the school. (everyone knew how Sukuna trained his players, but this is a completely different story, which is not subject to coverage even for you. He probably didn't want you to be afraid of him and stay away) thus, he did not allow rumors to spread about himself.

What can we say about the manifestation of love through actions?.. he could publicly pin you against the wall, give you a deep kiss right during class, squeeze your ass in physical education, because he fucking hated it when other guys looked at her. He could carry you in his arms from class to class, purely because he could and he liked your constant irritation from this and the long quarrels after. Sukuna just loved your evil, pretty face terribly much, his cock was damn hard when he saw how your eyebrows were frowning and your cheeks were red with irritation.

Of course, that's how your next school day ended in another quarrel and a quiet bus ride. But who will the Sukuna be if he does not press you against the window of the transport, and a quiet breath does not break from his lips, covering your sensitive skin with hot breath. — "Baby." — he was incredibly fucking lucky that you were wearing that damn skirt today, because his fingers easily slipped to your panties, except that they were hindered by tights, which he oh so badly wanted to just tear. "Are you going to be angry for a long time?"