Lost Lamb /True form! Sukuna x fem!reader/ COMPLETED

· Sacrifice: Prt.2 ·

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A tense feeling filled your gut, your eyes still glued to the corpse as the chief screamed. His cursing of Sukuna lasted for a moment before Uraume started urging him outside, their face unreadable as they pushed the group outside. The chief's yelling and screaming over the loss of his child triggered your stomach to churn, a dry heave leaving you and forcing you to head to the baths.

Your eyes were shut tight, hands clutched to your chest and bolting down the hall before you bumped into a large chest. Falling to the ground, you felt your head and looked up, seeing tattoos and an unreadable expression.

"What are you doing in the halls, servant?" Sukuna asked, his voice cold. "Uraume asked for you to be your room, did they not?"

You couldn't respond, your eyes trailing down to the stained yukata that Sukuna wore. The blood splatters ruining the perfectly white fabric and the sky blue embroidered patterns.

"Answer me, human!" Sukuna suddenly shouted, making you flinch.

"Y-Yes! I mean.. y-yes, they did..."

A snort left him and he glanced down at your shivering form, eyes lifting up to the victim's body and the blood on his clothing. Before bringing his eyes up to you, his voice became quiet.

"Get into the baths and try to calm yourself. I'll send Uraume to prepare supper while you're cleaning yourself up."

Without another word, Sukuna headed into his room and closed the doors behind him. Standing, you did as you were told, swallowing the lump in your throat and making your way to the showers.

"And clean that body up when you're done."

Stripping as soon as you got into the room and poured some hot water into the large tub. Grabbing some towels, you placed them on a chair nearby, moved the blinds from the window, and climbed into the warm water. Reaching for the rag and dipping it into the soppy water, you wash your arms and legs. The underside of your breasts and your stomach followed by your shoulders and lower regions, the sound of a door opening only peaking your interest for a moment.

"Uraume, do you mind washing my-" You started, but silenced the moment you felt the demanding presence of him.

"Wash what?" Sukuna asked, looking from behind the screen. "Do you need help?"

"U-Uh!!" Your face burned a deep red, covering your chest and body as best you could from his gaze. "N-No thank you, Master!!"

Sukuna gave you a dead panned look before shaking his head and walking over, picking up the discarded rag on the floor and dipping it into the water behind you. A jolt being sent up your spine before you waved a free hand out at him, your already flustered face seeming to amuse him further.

"S-Sir, you don't need to help me!" Your face burned hard, your ears rising in temperature too as Sukuna raised a hand to your face.

"Shut up and turn around," He said, placing his hand around your mouth to silence you. "You look like you need some help anyway, and Uraume is working in the kitchen. Just let me, alright?"

A smirk played his lips at your hesitation. "I promise I won't bite."

Widened eyes told him he had probably flustered you more, to which he laughed at before releasing his hold on your face and running a nail down your jaw.

"Just turn around and let me wash your back. Besides, I can wash my hands off while I'm in here."

Taking a breath, physically and mental reviving, you turned your back to Sukuna and made sure to not flash him the whole time in the bath. He pressed the rag to your back and guided it around, gently pressing down and scrubbing at parts most dirty and dipping the rag into the water again before returning it to its spot.