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Sukuna stared at the strange child, who was sitting on their bottom, looking up at Sukuna's tall form with wide amber eyes. The Curse cocked his head as he took in the mangled corpses of what looked to be the child's parents.
Sukuna was having a relaxing evening in his shrine when he felt the sudden burst of energy in his territory. Annoyed, the Curse went to find out what it was, only to be met with a pathetically gruesome sight.
Among in the broken corpses of the humans were the almost disintegrated corpses of Curses. Sukuna saw a familiar amulet in the woman's hand and he snorted in amusement.
It took real courage for one to use their very soul as a fuel for a simple move. How bold.
The loud giggles of the child had Sukuna settling his eyes back on them. Said child stood up on shaky legs and waddled over to Sukuna, having some blood on him, yet still looking quite adorable.
Small fists gripped his kimono and those round, almond eyes looked up at his tall form in childish awe.
His lower mouth licked its lips at the sudden thought of consuming the child.
The tall king of Curses reached out and grabbed the child's head and used it to bring them up to his face.
Sukuna cocked his brow at the child as they squealed and frailed their limbs, grinning toothly at Sukuna and reached out for his face.
The Curse contemplated on what do do, ignoring his bottom mouth which opened wide and had its tongue out, its teeth gleaming sharply as it waited for its snack.
With a sigh, Sukuna tucked the child under one of his arm - getting a pout from his lower mouth - and disappeared back to his shrine.
When Sukuna brought Yuuji back to his Domain, Uraume stared blankly at their Master, bemused as well as baffled.
The Curse just threw the child at Uraume, who caught them by the leg. The child seemed to think it was a game and just squealed and giggled at the rough treatment.
The Curse gave a two finger wave as he walked away and went back to being lazy on the en.
It was when Uraume was cleaning the child that he found out that his name was Yuuji. His full names were written on the collar of his kimono.
Yuuji grew up in the Ryoumen shrine, happy and bubbly as a child. There wasn't a day he wasn't in Sukuna's large laps, pressed against the Curse with a thumb in his mouth and either likely asleep or staring at the garden with Sukuna - who would halt his smoking.
As Yuuji grew, he became beautiful and ethereal. He grew out his hair, the pink locks smooth and soft. One too many times, Sukuna would hold them between his fingers and feel the soft and slightly wavy hair. The wind would blow the sweet scent of peach into his nostrils, making him to close his eyes and relishe in that wonderful aroma.
Yuuji thought nothing of it as a young child, but as he grew, he tended to have a blush on his cheeks as Sukuna paid attention to him.
The moment Yuuji turned ten, he chose to help Uraume around the shrine. He cleaned at first, shining a section of the shrine his small body could handle.
He joined Uraume and the other servants in kitchen when he was thirteen. He began his training, working hard to achieve his goal. He present his first meal to Sukuna at the age of fifteen one starry night.
The teen watched with anxiety as Sukuna picked up on of his rice balls, which were coming undone and falling apart. He worried his red and pink kimono, throwing worried glances at the tall giant.
Sukuna plopped the onigiri into his mouth and started chewing with a nonchalant expression. When the Curse didn't oblivate him with a flick of his fingers and instead reached out for another, Yuuji heaved a sigh of relief.
Yuuji watched with pride as Sukuna ate his food, not caring about how the salt was quite much in the miso soup or how the meats and fishes weren't cooked well. Once done, Yuuji poured him a cup of sake whilst some servants took the empty dishes away. Sukuna used a lower hand to pat Yuuji's head, who averted his eyes, a heavy blush on his cheeks.
With time, Yuuji got better and soon Sukuna only wanted him to cook his meals. Yuuji would watch with pride and joy as the Curse devoured his food, leaving only bones behind.
Sure, Sukuna also fed on mortal souls and flesh, but that stopped immediately Yuuji started cooking.
Yuuji grew up wanting to please Sukuna and looking beautiful for the King, not knowing why. When he turned seventeen, he finally understood why.
He was in love with his Master.
He tried to ignore it at first, but he could no longer stop or hide it.
The way Sukuna made his heart skip many beats by just being in Yuuji's vicinity; the way he drew heavy blushes to his cheeks with that deep, husky voice of his; the way he felt prideful that Sukuna had his undivided attention on him - it all made perfect sense.
One night, whilst masturbating with Sukuna's scarf wrapped around him and him taking deep sniffs of it, Uraume came into his room suddenly. The being cocked a brow as he saw the pinket with his fingers working his ass to the thought of Sukuna holding him.
The being had a serious discussion with the teen and they told Yuuji that it was perfectly fine to have such feelings. The King was great after all.
They encouraged the teen to tell the King his feelings, and Yuuji hesitated for a week, clearing his head, before doing so.
He and Sukuna were in their favourite spot of the shrine, sitting on the en, enjoying the breeze and overlooking the garden, when Yuuji suddenly said, "Sukuna sama, I'm in love with you."
The Curse did an uncharacteristically thing and choked on his sake. A lower hand slapped his chest, clearing his airways.
Sukuna snapped his head to Yuuji, who was looking up at the giant Curse with a worried expression.
"What?" Sukuna said with a gruff voice filled with shock.
Yuuji nervously licked his lips before repeating what he said. He told the Curse that he had been in love with Sukuna for a long time, only lately realising that he DID in fact love the red haired Curse, but unfortunately it was not a family love.
Whilst he spoke his feelings, he kept averting his eyes, unable to meet the Curse's eyes.
When Yuuji was finally done, there was silence.
Yuuji nervously worked his kimono, anxiety piling up. With a soft sob, the teen stood up and bowed.
"I apologise for my stupidity!" The teen yelled out, tears prickling at the corners of his eyes. He made to run away but one of Sukuna's hand grabbed his wrist.
Yuuji looked down at the large appendage in confusion. He suddenly let out a squeak as Sukuna tugged him towards him and he landed on the Curse's lap.
The pinket looked up and saw Sukuna staring down at him with an amused expression that was beyond sexy. The teen gulped and averted his face away, a blush slowly creeping to his cheeks as he felt Sukuna's muscular chest, as well at the realization that some of those strong arms were around him, holding him down.
Sukuna gave a deep chuckle that rumbled in his chest. He used his fingers to grab Yuuji's chin and turn the pinket's head to face him.
"You surprise me everyday, Little Hellcat."
Yuuji narrowed his eyes at the Curse and said with a pout, "I'm not little."
Sukuna chuckled again before his fingers moved and tucked a strand behind Yuuji's ear.
"I'm not a gentle lover, Hellcat, nor am I an affectionate one. Will you still have me as yours even with that?"
Yuuji nodded seriously, giving Sukuna a stern look. "I do not want Sukuna sama to change. Sukuna sama is perfect the way he is and I love you for that."
Sukuna chuckled again before he brought Yuuji up, as well as leaned down and took those cheery lips into his.
As it was his first kiss, Yuuji was surprised how good it was. He wrapped his arms - or tried too - Sukuna's neck, closed his eyes and returned the kiss.
Sukuna chuckled in amusement before using his tongue to pry Yuuji's lips open. The pinket let him in, moaning as that long tongue explored his mouth and literally just fucked his mouth.
When Sukuna was done, Yuuji was out of breathe and had a hazy look in his eyes.
With an amused look, Sukuna called out for Uraume, who came out of nowhere as usual. He instructed the being to prepare Yuuji for that night, making the pinket's head to almost explode when he got what he meant moments later.
Uraume had the pinket bath in the osen, the warm waters relaxing him of every tension.
Cleaned and ready, in every sense, Yuuji was lead by the being to Sukuna's quarters, dressed in a white kimono tied with a red obi.
Yuuji almost DIED when he saw the Curse sitting naked on the futon with only his sheets covering his privates.
Sukuna beckoned the teen to come to him with a hand and Yuuji did so with a shy smile.
Under a beautiful blue moon, Sukuna slowly took the teen, bringing him u told pleasures that had him screaming his throat raw with Sukuna's name.
Hours later saw Sukuna staring out through the open shoji doors, drinking sake. His eyes glanced at the sleeping Yuuji, who was passed out from the oversensitivity of it all.
Sukuna laid a hand on Yuuji's head, getting a sleepy hum from the passed out pinket. He mumbled out Sukuna's name as he snuggled into the large pillows, getting a snort from the Curse.
Yuuji becoming Sukuna's lover didn't change things in the shrine. Everything was still the same, but this time it was more lively and everyone smiled more as the bubbly nature of the teen increased ten folds.
Sukuna would just sigh at him before taking him into his arms and snuggling with the pinket.
Everything was going great, until they came.
Sorcerers.
They took what little was Sukuna's happiness and crushed it.
Dead red eyes stared at what used to be the village under his territory, burning and filled with corpses. Said eyes were settled on a single body, which had a child under them as if to protect them.
How ironic that those Sorcerers said that they were protecting human kind when they turn around to wipe out an entire village just because they were under Sukuna's protection.
How fucking AMUSING.
"Sukuna sama..." Uraume called out.
If Sukuna didn't know any better, he'd think that Uraume's voice held a hint of emotion.
With silent steps, Sukuna walked over to that particular corpse. He gently picked it up and settled the limp pinket into his arms. He turned around and walked past Uraume.
"Let's go."
Uraume's expression twisted into one of pain for a second before it went back to the usual stoic face. They followed after Sukuna, leaving the destruction behind.
It has been one thousand years since the great battle between the King of Curses, Ryoumen Sukuna, and the Sorcerers of Man kind.
No one, except a few Sorcerers, knew where he came from and why he attacked.
The being wiped out half of the world's population, bringing death, destruction and chaos for years, before he was finally put down by joint efforts from powerful Jujutsu clans.
For a thousand years or so, Sukuna slept. He was finally brought back by his faithful servant, Uraume, who dutifully gathered his fingers.
Sukuna wanted to finish what he started, but the news Uraume gave to him saw him halting in shock.
He didn't believe them. He refused to believe them. But then again, the proof was standing behind a glass window, surrounded by flowers.
Sukuna stared in disbelief at the reincarnated soul of his lover. He whispered Yuuji's name under his breathe, his eyes crinkling up.
"Sukuna sama." Uraume, who had a suit on, bowed their head. "If you're not ready, maybe-"
"No." Sukuna interjected, eyes still on the smiling form inside the flower shop.
Sukuna inhaled deeply before he walked through the door, a stoic look on his face.
Yuuji looked up and settled those familiar amber eyes on him.
With a warm smile and a cheery voice, Yuuji greeted, "Hello, and welcome to Itadori's Flower Garden~"