. . .
“Y/n, I want you to be mine.”
As soon as those words left his pink lips, you felt a fierce shiver be sent down your spine. Sukuna felt this sudden tremor on your body, a coy smirk playing his lips as he pulled away from your ear.
You flushed expression and the way your breathing hitched by a few seconds made Sukuna’s chest swell with pride.
He did so enjoy the effects he had on you..
“..What do you mean, be yours?” Your small voice questioned, making Sukuna’s smile brighten. “Aren’t I already your servant?”
“I mean something else, Y/n,” Sukuna said, letting a nail drag up your side and tickle your skin as it trailed up your hip. His voice was low, calm, quiet.
All the things that made your heart flutter and soar.
“I want you to be my love, not my servant.” He finished, leaning forward and making your face flush a beautiful shade of pink.
How could he not love you? Your soft voice and those little things you do that make him simply smile.
It had been over a year now that you’ve been around; cooking, cleaning, making sure you stayed in your lane. Like a good servant. Sukuna though, always had a wish that you’d breach some type of unwritten rule for him. To hug him too tight and to make him smile, or to climb into his bed and sit in his lap again. There were so many things that Sukuna wished to do, but you had to be a free person.
Not just free, but his.
And as Sukuna pulled you up from the springs and dried your small body off, your eyes never left his. Even while he was preoccupied with other things, such as getting you dressed and cleaned off, you couldn’t help but stare at him in awe.
He looked so pretty in the moonlight, even after spending a little over half an hour in a hot springs.
The way his pink hair hung over his forehead and clung to the little bits of skin it could reach. His eyes focused on cleaning you rather than your own curious orbs. So much detail could be seen up closer: the tattoos and the way they shined, down to the very last eyelash and the water droplets that clung to them.
He was beautiful, if only you could say it..
“Okay, that should do it..” Sukuna suddenly said, pulling you away from your trance and sending you a soft smile. “Let’s get back to the room, yeah? Need sleep for tomorrow.”
“R-Right!”
Sukuna smiled warmly, one that was almost unnatural to be seen, and stood. Picking you up again in a swift bridal hold and taking you to your shared room. Entering the way you left with a new air and feeling entering along with you.
It wasn’t tense or hard to swallow, it was calm and relaxing. It was also full of this weirdly warm feeling that you and Sukuna both felt quickly.
The realization that you were about to share a room with your new lover was... embarrassing..
“I-I’ll sleep on the tatami mat, you use the bed.” Sukuna said quickly, taking you to the bed and dropping you on it. Leaving little time for you to complain and closed the door, getting to the mat on the floor and laying down.
He wasn’t ready. It was too soon.
“Master—”
"Sukuna."
“..S-Sukuna.. just come sleep in the bed with me.”
Nope, he wouldn’t be able to hold back.
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Lost Lamb /True form! Sukuna x fem!reader/ COMPLETED
FanfictionYou stumble into the home of Sukuna Ryomen, the King of all Curses, looking for food after starving for months. He accepts you as a loyal servant, but what grows in the confines of his temple is more than a mere working relationship between his ser...
