(Sukuna x Reader) Curse's Honey

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How much longer could he keep this up? Time was running out for him and this fantasy. Soon, he would find himself close to the girl one last time. A hand would be placed around her pretty throat and her lips tilted to meet his. They would indulge in a kiss so passionate she wouldn't even notice his fingers grip tighter and tighter at her windpipe. When she was all out of breathe was finally when she would notice how close she was to death. Still, he would keep their lips together even as she struggled before him. When she was completely limp was when he would finally let their lips part. Sukuna would hold the girl to him once more, using up the last of her body heat. The clock would stop ticking soon. He needed to unattach himself now.
Out of his thoughts, Sukuna glanced down to her now laying on his chest. These days, she seemed to crave his touch. Every opportunity she was given she was right by his side nudging her way under his arms or tracing softly at his skin. Did she really miss him that bad the small time she was gone? It was this thought that kept the girl from being punished harshly for leaving. She had learned. But, that didn't let her off so easily. He could feel a side of him watch her every move, waiting and hoping for mistake. It would be justified then to punish her. Sukuna was starting to miss that beautiful tear-stained face.
     He stroked softly at her hair. She was becoming such a good pet for him. He was glad that he had plucked her from a place she couldn't grow and put her on display to flourish by his side. How grateful she must be to him. She showed it in her actions, now, but soon he hoped she would speak it too. It disgusted and almost scared him to know he was thinking this way. Yet, he couldn't help it. The joy he would get from this girl praising him without his force would be immense. He knew she would start to talk like so.
     "Did you sleep well?" Sukuna asked after her eyes had fluttered open. She went to meet his gaze and something in him shifted.
     "I slept fine, thank you. How about you?" She sleepily said.
     "Good. I slept fine as well." He scratched at her scalp, something he had picked up on that she enjoyed. "Why don't we bathe?"
      In the bath, they didn't do much talking. In fact, they never did. What was there to say? It wasn't like he could ask about her day. No, it was just he didn't want to. She was not his partner. She would never be something of the sorts. It was just a master and his pet. A toy he could play with. These feelings he had were unnecessary. Unneeded. He couldn't handle them anymore.
     "Sukuna." The girl spoke. "Is something wrong?"
     "Wrong? Why do you say that?"
     "I don't know you just seem upset." She said.
     "You need to learn to keep that mouth of yours shut." A wave of rage swept through him, "you're getting too comfortable."
     "I'm sorry. Forgive me for saying anything." She looked away.
      Sukuna made his way over to her. Immediately, he grabbed her chin to turn her to face him once more. The girls eyes were wide with fear. She knew she had made a fatal mistake. After being on his good side for so long she was bound to slip up sooner or later. What was in store for her she did not know.
    "You need to be put in your place again." A stern voice came from him.
     Sukuna grabbed both of the girls wrist and lifted them above her head. He used nearby items to bound them together, making sure they were tight enough to rub her skin raw. She tried not to show it, but she was already trembling before him. She was becoming a pathetic display once more.
     He lifted her up out of the water and onto the cold floor. There, he took the time to stare at her body. He knew it made her uncomfortable and he couldn't help but smile when she squirmed under his gaze. This is how it should be. Why would he ever want to change it? A predator prey relationship was all they would ever be. It's all he needed. Considering her feelings was something he had to stop.
     Sukuna traced his hands along the curves of her body. He had to admit he had started to memorize every angle and turn it had. Even with that and her being here so long they still had never fully embraced. He had yet to claim her virginity from her. It was his for the taking and he was waiting for just the right moment. But, he was not one for patience.
     "So wet already. Virgins really are needy." He stated as two of his fingers messaged at her. The girl tried her best to keep her mouth shut but she couldn't help but let out a small moan when he graced over her clit.
     His finger left her needy as he used them to grip onto her ass. A yelp escaped her lips the tighter he grabbed and the harder he smacked. There was nothing more he wanted then to leave his mark on her. She was forever his. How else would he prove it?
     "On your knees." He commanded. The girl was immediately before him in the position he requested.
     Sukuna pumped himself in front of her face watching her eyes look anywhere but him. He knew she wanted to watch. His poor darling was just too nervous. It would be long before she would grow out of her embarrassment. At times, he forgot she was still as young as she was. He was seemingly forcing her to grow up. But, it was what she needed. To be the doll he wanted she needed to be used to these things.
     "Open." Her lips parted slightly. "Wider." She did as she was told. He shoved himself into her mouth once more. She gagged, but he did not let up. He remained down her throat as Sukuna watched the girl suck and choke on him. His face lit up when he saw the tears start to form and run down her cheeks.
     Before he got too close to coming he pulled himself from her. She tried to rub at her sore jaw, but Sukuna quickly grabbed her tied hands and lifted her to her feet. The girl looked to him with glistening eyes. She really was most beautiful like this, wasn't she? All messed up just from him. Serving him like she should.
     Sukuna scooped up the girl in his arms and carried her back to bedroom. There, he layed her out on the sheets. Her hands were thrown above her head, her legs were brought up to either side of his hips, and he slowly teased at her hole. He did not bother to taste her first. It was her punishment for infuriating something in him.
     "Sukuna..." She started to speak before she was gagged on his fingers. With him in her mouth was how he preferred her.
     Sukuna began to enter her. Immediately the girl tensed and a low groan came from his throat. It had been a while since he had taken a girl such as herself. She was making him dizzy with pleasure.
     He looked at the girls face which seemed to be in pain. He forgot how bad it must hurt to have him like so, especially for her first time. He told himself he didn't care. But, being painfully truthful, he hoped it didn't hurt too bad. He didn't want his darling to resent him so.
     When he was all the way in, Sukuna began a rhythmic movement of his hips. He slammed back and forth into her, each thrust earning a cry from her. If her hands weren't tied she would have used them to scratch at him, something in him told him she would be feisty. Now, she used her available movement to cover her mouth. Was she embarrassed of the sounds she was making? Or did she just think she should shut up and take it?
      Sukuna moved away her hands from her mouth and smiled. "I want to hear your darling moans." He told.
     Sukuna leaned forward so either forearms were beside her head. He kissed up and down her neck, making sure to leave small affectionate hickeys. Here, he could hear every noise she had to offer. Each was better than the last. It was only making him hungrier. Needier for her. His pace was quickening, her legs were beginning to shake more violently. Her hands were pressing against his chest, a weak attempt at pushing him to the side. Didn't she know he owned her? Nothing could stop him from having his way.
     "Sukuna-." She moaned "Sukuna, Sukuna, Sukuna-!" His name was becoming her prayer. An offering chant to the Curse who had become her god. The very dictator of her life and way of living. It was he who determined her fate. Him, him, him.
     "Suku-!" The girl began to say once more but was cut off by her own shattering moans. Sukuna could feel the girl had come and smirked at her. So she had enjoyed herself? He knew he could always make her feel good.
     Sukuna himself pulled out from her. In his final strokes before coming he aimed at her stomach. He loved seeing her on display like that. Withering from her shocked pleasure and himself painted all over her skin. It was one of his many favorite sights of her.
     "Mm, good girl." He groaned into her ear. "You really can learn to behave."
     She did not speak to him. Instead, she rolled over away from him. She was mad? Why was something he didn't know. She had come, wasn't that enough? The girl should be lucky Sukuna was even touching her, much less praising her. Yet, his anger soon turned to something else as he heard the girl start to sob softly next to him. He didn't know how to comfort her. A part of him didn't want to. Still, he found himself wrapping his arms around the girl and stroking at her hair. Gentle kisses were given up and down the back of her neck as she tried to conceal her cries.
     "You did well." He offered. "My beautiful girl, you amaze me."
     The girl did not speak back but her crying ceased. Soon, they both closed their eyes and leant into the other. A harmful case they had done once more. Proving time and time again they were not good for each other. They shouldn't be with one another. Yet, there they were. Skin to skin, sleeping softly, an occasional kiss delivered to the girl. How could such one-sidedness seem so fulfilling? He had to remind himself over and over. She was not his lover. She was his pet. They were not in love. He just enjoyed the using of her. But, if this wasn't love then what was it he was feeling? All he seemed to know was confusion.