Tempestuous

~Chapter Six~

3rd Person POV...

Sukuna can't remember how many times his precious shaman passed out only to be harshly awaked with a violent, forceful thrust inside. After pumping him full of the curse's seed and when the poor teen truly couldn't take anymore, Sukuna stopped. If he continued, he might've broken his angel's wrists or hips... again.

There's an adorable bulge in Fushiguro's lower stomach from being stuffed full. Sukuna watches in amusement as his little, reddened hole flutters trying to keep the Alpha's cum inside. He sighs, covering the boy's kiss-bruised body as he summonds Uraume. The curse enters with his head bowed as to not accidentally catch a glimpse of anything and anger the King.

"Yes, Master Sukuna?"

"He's weak, he needs food and water. Uraume, prepare numerous options for my wife. He's going to be eating for more than himself very soon, he needs all he can." Sukuna demands. Uraume nods, exiting the bedroom. He places a clawed, large hand carefully onto his stomach that has a small bulge on his abdomen.

The curse unexpectedly begins to clean Megumi's body, his touches are soft and gentle as to not wake his exhausted mate. Once finished, he covers him with the blanket and his demonic eyes skim over the pale flesh that has such bewitching marks, bites, and bruises that makes Sukuna grin wickedly. He runs his hand up from the stomach and the pretty chest—will he swell with milk?— and grips his jaw to face him.

     He admires the teen boy's pretty facial features. As much as he'd adore to sit here and watch the way his chest moves up and down and the way he lets out little noises in his sleep... he has to handle the Itadori brat. He exits the room, making his way to where the dog is tightly chained up.

      Sukuna's glare is venomous as he and Yuji's eyes lock. The young alpha instantly smells Megumi on the curse and it makes him tug at the metal cuffs around his wrists and ankles that keep him bound to the wet, rocky wall. "What the hell did you do? Where's Megumi?" His tone is filled with fear and worry. His mind races with different thoughts of his best friend and all of them are horrible and makes him furious.

      "He's sleeping, exhausted from being filled with my seed. Megumi Fushiguro is such a pretty crier, you would've love to see such a sight. Although if you dare did, I'd kill you." Sukuna smirks seeing rage fill in the light brown eyes. "Oh? Did I hit a nerve, brat?"

       "I'm going to kill you!" Itadori struggles against the cuffs that are cutting into his wrists, they prohibit much mobility. Sukuna waves him dismissively as a sudden fiendish look crosses the crimson eyes as he looks at the boy whose blood was boiling with anger. "We'll see how you will save your precious Megumi when you're fucked stupid."

     "What are you-" Itadori's eyes widen as hideous curses pulls onto the chains, tugging him and forcing him away. "Stop! Stop this! Sukuna you bastard!" The doors close and the boy is gone. Sukuna rolls all four of his eyes as he thinks of his pretty mate that is waiting for him in bed. When he returns, his mate is awake and sitting up as he stares at all the food with dazed eyes. His black hair is messy and he looks exhausted.

      "Blessing?" Uraume calls softly, trying to have Megumi eat something. The boy gets a whiff of the Alpha's scent and he makes eye contact with Sukuna who moves closer and sits on the edge of the bed. Megumi lets out whimpers from pain as he crawls onto the curse's lap. Sukuna hums in delight at his innocent boy who nuzzles his face into his neck and —with the blanket around his waist— rocks his small hips against him.

      "As much as I'd love to desecrate deep inside you once more, you are truly going to brake. You need to eat." Sukuna says firmly as both bottom arms wraps around his bruised waist and the other grabs his jaw and has him look into his face. "Megumi, eat."

      "B-but-"

     "If you eat...I'll give you what you want." The king promises making Megumi pout as he looks at the food. Sukuna reaches over, grabbing the water bottle. He presses the straw to the lips and gives the human a threatening look. Reluctantly, he drinks the water while his lustful, sinless eyes look up at him pleadingly.

      A little bit of water trickles down his chin and the curse leans down and licks it up. "Sukuna...please." Megumi mumbles, his mind deep into the heat. The curse waves Uraume away and once the door shuts he pins the boy down onto the bed.

       "You're such a little slut for me, Fushiguro."