"Mo-!" Unable to finish your statement, your war cry to your mother was interrupted. The warm, soil-laced, palm of your step-father had gripped your mouth. Fear had engulfed your chest, and your skin trembled at the feeling. Stone cold and icy rough, Toji had wrapped his free arm around your waist pulling you close.
Confused and shaking, unable to see anything in the darkness of this uninviting room, you raised your head.
Cave-grey eyes illuminate the space above you. The walking-dead Yuji wrapping his arms around your leg, slow and weak-paced, attempted to knock you off your feet. Muttering and stuttering under the pressure of Toji's grasp, you noticed how firmly he held you to his torso.
Your mouth released from his grasp, yelling and screaming "What do you want!?" asking the men empty of soul and life.
They paused.
The door rumbles and bangs, and your mother and Megumi use all their might to force their way in. But this door wouldn't budge. Something supernatural wanted you here, something unholy, something dark and twisted, something like Sukana.
"Atta girl..".
The noise outside had paused.
What a familiar voice, you thought to yourself as you stopped the struggle. Your head turned towards the sound, even though everything appeared pitch black. "who's there?" you asked, already knowing you wouldn't be looking in that direction if it were Yuji or Toji.
"Oh, that's my fault baby." Raspy and low speaking, a large hand, painted with tattoos and elongated with black fingernails had raised from the darkness just inches from your face.
Snap
With a snap of his fingers, Sukana was revealed in his garments as white as a morning bloom of devil's trumpets. The room was now aroused by the wax-lit candles quickly lighting up all around the room. Sitting on one wall is a beautiful blood-red dressed bed, with a black fur carpet to line the floor. Your mouth in aw, and your eyes watching him slowly as he walked backward and landed on his bed, legs wide and knuckle on his chin.
He slowly patted his lap, his eyes slightly shut and his hair a bum mess.
"I've had a long day, come make daddy better?.." such words from him caused a spine-cutting feeling through ur back. For a moment you refused to pay him any mind, a young woman of your maturity shouldn't be indulging in role-play, but his hand gestured to the two zombified beings. Just like one in control, they picked you up with ease; bringing you to the man in white. He had reached out with open arms to take hold of you.
Getting close enough, mustering up courage, you released your arm from Toji's hold and landed a sounding slap across Sukuna's pale skin.
His smile dropped, eyes lowered and veins popped. While watching his cold gaze, "How dare you, you've done this once, but raising the dead? forcing them to bring me to you? that's a bit much no?" You asked, but no response came from him and at this point, you knew you had made a grave mistake.
He had grabbed you from the men keeping you in bondage and slammed you into the heavy bed covers. Your eyes pry open slowly, looking in shock and fear as Sukuna wedged his knee between your warm thighs. Releasing a quiver through your body as he whispered. "You know why I brought you here.." He said with confidence, slowly placing his hand upon your thigh, rising and sliding across your clothed body like a statue in the water.
"You hold something of mine, baby.." He swallowed his voice and said with his hand now on your stomach, "And I want it safe and strong, that way when it's time, I'll get rid-" Sukuna turned his head slightly, noticing the greyish blue hand rising along your silky leg. "You. What do you think you're doing?" He asked, Yuji raised his head slowly, eyes sunk and breathing zombified.
Sukuna waited, and waited, silence preoccupying the room. He started running his hand across his own neck, turning and twisting his head to free it of discomfort and strain. "I asked a question," Sukuna said, waiting a few seconds more.
Crack.
Sukuna turned his head slightly.
Yuji's already dead body was now nothing but a skin-ripped corpse, the neck of the skeleton twisted and broken. The man-sized skeleton landed next to you, his bony hand falling onto your chest. Your eyes widened, how could a man kill a person who's already dead? Well, Sukuna wasn't just any man, he was touched by the unholy. He gently whistled, the remains of bone turning to dust and flushing through the air.
Shocked and mouth wide, your eyes lowered, watching Toji begin to fist your left boob slowly. You gasped, looking up at his cold gaze, your arms locked under Sukuna's pressure. "Get your hands off me, are you cra-" You asked in a commanding tone.
"I like this dude. He hates your father, I hate your father, I know we can get along. We just need a spark...something we can - both work on..". You raised a brow, watching Sukuna take Toji's hand and do the unspeakable. Placing Toji's large fingers right between your legs.
Sukuna snapped, half the candle lights smothered out by an unnatural wind, dimming the room to the point both men looked the same, towering over you.
