Beautiful Dream or Cursed Reality? Sukuna Fanfiction

Chapter Four: Fit to be Queen

I had to decide, one life to save two lives right? "What happens to the other two if I pick one?" I turned to face Sukuna as I asked. I really didn't want to choose...my eyes were pleading with him but I knew he would never let them go. "That's up to you...you may want to wait and see what they've done first." He wrapped his arm around my waist as he opened the door. He led me into the room and down a sloped staircase to a spot in the front of the room where there men were on their knees, bound with handcuffs. It looked like they had been beaten within an inch of their lives.

Sukuna snapped his fingers in front of the men to get their attention. "This is Y/N, plead your case with her and you may be granted relief from your punishments. Do not try any funny business. She is my Queen and as such she should be treated as such." He turned and winked at me before going to stand in the back by the door. I shifted my attention to the three men before me. Clearing my throat, I pointed at the one on the far left.

"Why are you here?" I could hear the tremble in my voice, I didn't sound very imposing at all. He looked up at me with cold eyes, I had never seen such soulless eyes before...they raked up and down my body before he answered. "The Queen of Curses huh?" his humourless laugh was enough to make me cringe. "And how did Sukuna drag your pretty ass in here? I might admit to trying to assassinate the King over there if it means I get to see more of you." He smirked. The other two men hollered in agreement. Is that what they were here for? "You didn't actually think you could get rid ofSukuna so easily did you?" I shook my head as I moved my gaze to the second man in the line. "Are you going to try and save your life?" I was all about them being innocent until proven guilty, but even though I didn't want to pick one, they really weren't grasping the seriousness of the situation.

"I swear I didn't do it, your highness! I have a family and kids to get home too, I would never be so reckless as to try and pull off something like this." He seemed genuine but I didn't fully trust him, there was something off about the way his pleading sounded. I turned to the third man, "What about you? What do you have to say for yourself?" He slowly looked up at me, no emotion on his face at all. He stared deep into me as if he was searching my soul for the right thing to say, the one thing that would save him. I knew right then that whatever came out of his mouth would be a lie.

"My grandma was murdered by your King here, she had been baking my sister a cake for her birthday when one of his curses came through the window and cut off her head." No emotion. He just talked about the death of his grandma and there was no emotion. All three men seemed to be familiar with each other as well...the kind of familiarity that comes from years of friendship. I decided to ask them about it. "Did you three know each other before coming here?" I got three head shakes in response.

Nodding to myself I turned around to walk back to Sukuna. "I know who's guilty." I whispered to him as I got close. "They attempted it together. It was all three of them." My voice was confident. I looked up into Sukuna's eyes. "But you already knew that didn't you?" He nodded at me before pulling me against him, his eyes shining a deep blood red. "Good job kitten." He murmured against my lips as he kissed me. His tongue tracing my bottom lip before biting it. "Mmmph" I moaned as I felt the fire rush through my whole body.

"We shouldn't have an audience for this kitten." He purred in my ear as he nibbled all the way down my neck to my shoulder. With a quick flick of his wrist the three men were bleeding out on the floor. A splatter of warm blood hit my leg, but I barely noticed it. His mouth was on mine again as he pushed me up against the back wall. Whimpering, I found myself wanting more, his touch had me breathless so all I could do was plead with my eyes.

"There's no rush my Queen" he whispered, his voice low and husky. I knew he wanted exactly what I did. "But we should get you cleaned up first." I didn't protest as he picked me up and carried me back into our room. Sitting me down on the counter in the bathroom he turned on the shower. Next thing I knew he was standing beside me. The sound of the shower faded into the background as he slowly lifted off my shirt. "I want all of you." He whispered, tracing my lips. "You'll make a perfect Queen."