King Of Curses | R. Sukuna x Y/n / Fem Reader

Chapter 4: Obedience

The lady's body aching, she feels a sense of emptiness by her side with the King not in sight. The room is silent, the early morning sunlight filtering through the curtains and casting a glow over the lady's face that was desperate.

As the lady attempted to crawl out of bed, her legs still trembling from the King's violence last night, she is caught by the King waiting outside the door.

Sukuna leans against the doorframe, his arms crossed as he observed the lady's startled figure. It seemed that the King had been waiting for the lady to get up and escape his chambers.

"Going somewhere, brat?" His lips in a frowned yet irritated form. "I.. was looking for you, my King." The lady says, her voice unconvincing.

A grin appears on his face. "Looking for me, were you?" He chuckles in amusement by her need to find his presence, using this chance to tease the lady for further attention and obedience.

"You've missed me already, brat?" The King pushes himself off the doorframe and walks over to the lady, his height looming on her with his arms crossed, the veins in his arms popping out.

The lady averts her gaze, looking away as if avoiding his question. With a harsh grab, the King forces her to focus her eyes upon him. Out of fear and surprise, the lady gulps nervously. "Answer me. Did you miss my presence?" He demanded.

"..Yes, my King." It was like she was forced to admit it, though she did not. "That's more like it. That wasn't so difficult, was it?" He pulls his hand off of the lady's chin after hearing what he wished to hear from that untruthful mouth of hers.

"Seeing how desperate you were to look for me, it is truly evident that you need me deeply. Don't you, brat?" The King asks, wanting validation from the lady whom he enjoys teasing very much.

"It was simply because it felt odd that your presence wasn't near, my King."

"You are only proving that you were longing for me," He chuckles. "Think what you want. I will get going, as I have other duties to attend to." With the lady bowing her head in attempt of dismissal, she forgets that her legs are paralyzed.

"Other duties? No, you will be tending to my needs while your legs heal."

"Do you think you'd be able to return to your other businesses with that fragile body of yours, brat?" Almost as if the King was stating that he shattered the lady's legs in order for her to remain by his side, tending to his harsh demands.

The lady knew that she couldn't fight back, so she remained silent as the King lectures her continuously though he was the reason that she is injured.

"Those injured legs of yours are going to keep you here, right where I want you." The King says, his voice irritated with a sigh while stepping closer as his imposing figure towers the lady with a hint of possessiveness and mockery.

The lady remaining silent, her gaze stuck onto the legs that the King had claimed as his plaything, a toy that he would enjoy breaking as soon as it recovers. She bites her lip, no other choice but to stay beside him in his chambers.

"You are acting as if I am forcing you to obey me, it hurts." The King mocks, his intention to make her become dependent on him due to her paralyzed legs. All she could do was to rely on him with no other option, frowning in defeat.

"Don't frown at me, brat." The King laughs at the lady's surrendered expression, his fingers flicking as a gesture to come closer. The lady approaches him, as each movement of her body causes her legs to ache in pain as she moves.

Her low voice a mere whisper, the pain within her body slowly devouring her will to move. "Yeah, that's right." He praises the obedient and helpless lady, rummaging his hand through her hair. The King gently places a kiss against her forehead, his other arms holding her.

"..My King," The lady calls out, her face maintaining calm to assert dominance. "Speak your words, servant." He says, his voice almost demanding with a slight irritation in his harsh tone. She gulps, hesitating to complete her sentence.

"Why is it that you.. torment me like this, my King? Is it perhaps that you hold a grudge against me?" The lady confesses, struggling to keep her voice low in order not to disrespect the King. A dark chuckle escapes his lips, amused that she is finally realizing his true intentions.

"You truly do not understand why I continue hunting you down?" Sukuna's grin widens, his four eyes dripping with sadistic possessiveness upon her figure. The King's rough hands playful against the lady's face, her lips wavering in fear.

"..Tell me, my King. I wish to know everything that you intend to do." She insists on knowing the terrifying truth, rather than keeping it a sweet lie. He leans his face closer to the shaking lady, whispering words against her ear that sent trembling waves to her skin.

"I hold a grudge against you, simply because you dared to defy me. You went against my rules, thinking you'd deceive me with your foolish games."

"That.. is not true, my King." The lady denies fully, her voice cracking in fear. "I refuse to believe your untruthful lies." Her words hitting a nerve, the King's anger rose to the brim as his fiery eyes bore into her, a sign of madness.

"You dare defy me yet again, you insolent brat?" He hisses in anger, his voice growing deeper and dangerous. "Don't make me force you to shut that rambling mouth of yours." Sukuna harshly cupped the lady's cheeks, his fingertips pressing down her face in anger.

"Please..--" The lady begins to regret her defiant words, succumbing in defeat due to her fear of the King's violence. "I.. I apologize, my King." She says, her voice starting to stutter nervously. "I was not in my right mind, please forgive me."