Tempestuous

~Chapter Thirty-Two~

3rd Person POV...

        Megumi awakes to the sound of things being slammed and angry cursing. He yawns, covering his mouth as he sits up. His eyes give away that he isn't fully awake, his black hair a complete mess. "Sukuna?" He calls, looking around. The curse enters back into the room, frustration clearly on his face. The boy gives a confused expression.

       "Are you hungry?" Sukuna questions, bringing a suitcase over that was packed with Megumi's clothing. He opens it and the boy looks through to find what he wants to wear. Of course, the curse would much rather him to be all natural but he doubts his wife would be comfortable like that.

        "A little... what's wrong?" The boy wiggles, pulling the sheets off his body. The marks on his chest were still visible which made him blush, his body seemed to have been cleaned. Sukuna holds out his hand and the boy places his on top, standing on shaky legs as he slips his clothing on. "...I don't know how to cook for you the way Uraume does."

        The curse was getting frustrated because he was unable to cook? Megumi holds back a laugh, a smile on his face. "You might be tied to me but you're still you. I can't starve you either-"

        "I can cook you know..." Megumi mumbles. Sukuna picks the boy up, carrying him towards where the kitchen is. The sun was beginning to set, turning the sky into swirls of oranges, reds, purples, and blues. Truly amazing to see. The kitchen is comfortably sized, white and grey. The curse heals the pain in his back and ass, but doesn't heal any love bites or bruises. Not that his wife minds, he likes them.

He sets Megumi down, his bare feet gently placed on the ground. His wife didn't put on an actual outfit, wearing an oversized black button up and some boxers. He opens the fridge, looking at the options. The boy goes through the cabinets before deciding on what he's going to make. The curse watches intensely, confused and amazed. "What are you making?"

      "Pancakes with the orange juice." He replies. Sukuna hums, grabbing a cup and oranges. Megumi watches as he makes the boy freshly squeezed orange juice instead. He smiles a little, turning on the stove. "You didn't have to do that for me..."

      Four muscled and tattooed arms wrap around his waist, chin resting on his shoulder as he watches his little wife cook. "What you meant to say was thank you. I want to take you somewhere once the sun is set. Eat fast, you know I am impatient." Sukuna says as he begins to kiss the boy's neck and shoulder, his hold around his waist tightening so their bodies press against each other.

       "You're a sex addict." Megumi grumbles in annoyance, trying to hide the blush that spreads across his face. Sukuna hums, licking up the side of his ear causing the teen to jolt. "Don't do that! That's disgusting!" He complains.

       "How could I not be horny when you exist? If you need someone to blame then look no further than yourself. You're the one that turns me into this beast." Sukuna says, one of his hands sliding up the pale leg, going under his shirt and up to his slightly swollen chest. Megumi grabs the curse's hand through his shirt, extremely embarrassed. "Hm? Why did you stop me?"

      "Bastard, control yourself. You're not the one that gets his body split in half every night. Leave me be." Megumi hisses, looking behind him and glaring at the curse that merely smirks. He flicks the boy's swollen nipple making him let out a gasp before Sukuna pulls away. Megumi clenches his jaw, a murderous look in his emerald eyes.

       "When you show me that venomous, defiant look it only makes me want to ruin you more." Sukuna compliments making Megumi look away from him. He puts the pancakes on a plate, setting it on the counter before grabbing butter, syrup, and a fork. He completes his plate, eagerly eating his food. Sukuna opens the fridge, taking out berries and bringing them to him too. "These are healthy."

        "Tsk." He doesn't thank him, eating the fruit too. Sukuna is entertained by his wife's moody attitude, deciding it's best not to bother him while he eats.

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When the sun is set, Sukuna picks his wife up, throwing the light body over his shoulder and exits the house without waiting. Megumi lets out a surprised gasp, his body shivers from the cold. He had just gotten out of the shower and wasn't fully dressed. Only in boxers and a comfortable t-shirt. His hair not fully dried either. "It's cold you psycho!" He hisses, body shivering. He yelps as a hand slams down onto his bottom, his eyes clenching tightly closed.

"Silence yourself before you attract any predators." Sukuna smirks although the boy can't see it. His eyes widen, looking around at the terrain in complete worry now. He hits the curse's back and with an annoyed sigh, he cradles the boy close to his chest. Megumi feels more secure that way, especially after being reminded how dangerous this area truly is.

"Where are we going? You are aware I still can get sick right? If I'm sick that means you can't touch me." He tries to reason with Sukuna, bring some sense to the curse that always does whatever he pleases. Megumi feels the air shift slightly warmer, it's subtle but he notices it. His ears catching the sound of moving water.

"If you become sick then I'll have to fuck it out of you through overworking your body. Sweat it out, it's suppose to be very effective. Don't get me so excited at the thought, I'll want to get you sick." He teases making Megumi narrow his eyes. The area they arrive at is absolutely ethereal, a hot springs. The moon shines lovingly upon the waters, it wasn't large either. Perfect for the two with extra room. Sukuna removes the little clothing he wears around his waist, impatiently tugging Megumi's clothing off as they get into the hot, steamy water.

"No complaints now?"

"Shut up." Megumi mumbles, relaxing in his arms as he rests the side of his face on the curse's chest. The curse simply hums slightly in response, his lower hands massaging the teen's plump bottom. Megumi pulls back, glaring with an adorable pout at the Alpha. "Sukuna, I don't want to do it out here."

      "What makes you think I wanted to have sex, hm? Maybe I just want to be inside my wife." He presses a kiss to Megumi's collar bone. He bites down, leaving a love bite behind. The teen frowns, placing his hands on the curse's shoulders. The curse continues to massages him, spreading and squeezing his ass.

"Isn't that the same thing? Seriously, see a doctor about your sex addiction-"

"Megumi, didn't I tell you to let me think for you?" Sukuna questions with a deep, cold voice with a scary expression. Megumi opens then closes his mouth, a blush spreading across his face as he rests his chin on the curse's shoulder defeatedly. The curse presses into the little hole causing Megumi to hold onto him tighter as he trembles.

Sukuna pushes in till he's balls deep inside his wife. "Megumi, look at me." He demands. Reluctantly, the boy pulls back and their eyes connect. Such an alluring embarrassed face, so pretty. "Why don't you fight me?" He grins, his upper hands caress his back while his lower hands grip the teen's hips. Rocking him all around the full girth of his cock.

"I'll lose." He simply replies.

"It's important I tell you this sooner than last minute. The higher ups pose a threat, they are to be ended immediately. If your friends get caught in the cross fire, I won't protect them. You'll be a good boy and wait for me to return, won't you?" He questions, his hand gripping the boy's throat which tilts his head back. His mind is become fuzzy, his eyes closed as he focuses on what's inside of him.

       "Answer me." He adds pressure.

     "Yeah... I will. Wait, you're leaving?" Megumi's eyes widen, his hands grip onto Sukuna's shoulders. He smirks, leaning closer making the teen lean back.

      "Will you miss me Megumi?"

     "Tsk, no." He snaps although Sukuna can't take him seriously when he is nuzzling his face into the curse's neck to breathe in his scent while rocking his hips on his own. So stubborn.