Jujutsu Kaisen X OC (The Red String of Fate)

Time With Gojo

Sadako's POV

"You seem to be having fun!" Sukuna scoffed, his grip tightening around my neck as if choking me. 

"Hmpm!! Sukuna!!" I growled, fisting his hair and tugging them hard, a defiant smirk playing on my lips. "I was... until you appeared!"

"I can't believe my wife's such a whore for someone other than her husband!" His fingers tightened around my throat with every word, and I could feel the pressure building.

The situation was taking a dark turn that I hadn't anticipated. "I know, right?" I choked out, my voice hoarse as his hand pressed against my windpipe. 

My throat moved against his palm, struggling for air as Sukuna's red eyes bore into mine, his gaze piercing and intense.

"Ah... You married that brat too, right..?" Sukuna's gaze seemed unfocused, yet hyper-focused at the same time, as he stared down at my neck. 

His nails stroked up and down, almost absentmindedly.

"But I'm still your soulmate.... our connection is deeper than his," he declared, his words echoing within me, stirring up a sense of deja vu. 

"Fuck off!!" I snapped, my anger flaring up at his audacity, especially after his actions from yesterday afternoon. 

"Tsk, tsk. A pretty mouth such as yours shouldn't be spoiled by ugly words," Sukuna remarked dismissively leaning in. 

In a desperate attempt to not let him kiss me, I shut my mouth with my palms,  But instead, the King of Curses bared his curved fangs, his mouth wide open as he leaned forward.

Before I could react, he sank his teeth into my pale and delicate throat, just above where his hand rested, sending a sharp jolt of pain coursing through me.

"Aaahh?! Hngh!! AHH FUCK!! Hngh!! Aah!?" I cried out, the sharp pain coursing through me mingling with an odd sense of pleasure. 

It was what I hated the most—the feeling of submission, of giving in. Suddenly, Sukuna pulled back, leaving me gasping for breath.

"How many years has it been since I've sunk my teeth into this nape?" he mused, his voice sending a shiver down my spine as the sensation at my neck numbed.

"Hmm... Mmm. You taste like sunshine and cherry pie," he smirked, a hint of red staining the corners of his mouth. 

I reached out to touch it, smearing the blood further over his lips to confirm my suspicions. "Tha... that's blood, isn't it?" I whispered, realization sinking in as panic surged through me. 

This was bad, bad, bad. 

"You son of a bitch-----, I'll kill you," I managed to rasp out, my voice weak from the pressure on my throat.

"If so, die with me, wife..." Sukuna growled, his grip tightening on my chest as he pulled me roughly onto his lap. For the first time in a long time, my brain registered real and pertinent danger.

"You've got company...." he smirked, sliding his hands into my gown and gripping my thighs. I opened my eyes to see Gojo's friend, A.K.A. Geto Suguru, standing in front of us.

"What do you--... Want?" I struggled to speak, feeling Sukuna's grip shift from my throat to my breast, squeezing harshly as he exposed my neck.

Hunger gleamed in Sukuna's eyes as he gazed down upon his prey, licking his lips before swooping down and sinking his teeth into my flesh once more.

"Aaahh--- Fuck!! Ahhh!" I screamed in agony as Sukuna's fangs sank into my flesh once again, the pain unbearable as he drank deeply from my neck. 

"Sadako-Sama, I have an offer..." The intruder spoke up and Sukuna bites harder.