ryomen sukuna

The feeling of your hair against his palm, how soft you are, and how intoxicating your smell is gives him satisfaction. Bringing you closer as he holds you close eases his desire for now. He wants you here and now, but that can wait.

"I want to spend time with you. In private." he says. That's not a question, but rather an order. Sukuna doesn't let your opinions get in the way. You are his to enjoy, his to destroy.

He grabbed your hand and dragged you away to the place isolated

Sukuna dragged you into a small room he had prepared with silk sheets, fresh pillows, and a small plate of food and tea for the two of you. It almost feels romantic and sweet.

You were confused as he gently pushed you onto the bed, but that. Finally he finished holding back. As the door closed behind him