A Political Affair Sukuna x Reader

Until We Meet Again Pt3

As the helicopter's blades slowed, before you stepped out, Sukuna offered his hand, his other palm resting lightly on your waist, sending a jolt of warmth through you. His touch was steady as he guided your first steps back into reality, away from the little paradise you both shared.

Once on solid ground, you found yourself face-to-face, his intense gaze holding yours in a long, breathless moment. The world around you seemed to fade, leaving only the two of you. Slowly, he pulled away, though the warmth of his touch lingered, even as his hands slipped from yours. It took everything in him to put space between you.

A blush colors your cheeks from his attention. "I love you" you said quietly without thinking and bit the inside of your cheek. Sukuna paused, his body stilled as your words sunk in. He exhaled sharply, his heated gaze softening into something unfamiliar—lost, as though caught in his thoughts.

You shuffled the feet in sudden discomfort at his lack of reply, your cheeks growing hotter. It was a slip, a silly accident, a result of being overly emotional. Your face heats more.

Before you could take it back, or even consider anything else, he leaned down in close. Close enough for only you to hear his words. "Not as much as I love you, princess," he replied, his tone dripping with that dark, deep intoxicating allure that made your chest tighten. You tried to suppress the full grin, flustered in disbelief.

His lips curled into a small smirk as he pulled back and stood at his full height, leaving you blushing, stunned, breathless mess.

You were shook. You couldn't respond back, you could only stare. He said it back and meant it.

Your mind raced, the weight of his words leaving you breathless. It was too much, too fast, and yet, exactly what you needed to hear.

It had to have been the first time you two really declared that you loved each other, that wasn't a lustful haze of need and emotion and ecstasy, it was genuine, real, and truthful.

You swallowed thickly in stunned silence, your throat suddenly dry.

"Holy crap," the soft and shy voice escaped you. You smiled, covering the shock. The giddy butterflies returning in full force. "Oh my gosh" your expression, lovestruck and lost.

Something about him looking at you like this, brought all the emotions from his unexpected and sweet confession back to the surface. "Can you repeat that." Your voice dropped to a low whisper.

"No," Sukuna answered immediately, straight-faced.

"What do you mean?" You pouted cutely and in genuine confusion.

He smirked. "Fuck no."

Your body froze, stunned. "...Why!" You complained like a little child. He was clearly teasing you, enjoying your reaction.

His eyes darkened in amusement.

"Take it as incentive... you want me to repeat it? Figure out a way to hear it from my lips again." A smirk twisted his mouth.

Your eyes widened and mouth parted in shock. You never thought your mouth would run this dry, his eyes looked more smoldering by the second. And they promised pleasure and sinful teasing. You glared at him and his insufferable attitude and arrogance, and huffed.

He only chuckles with a smirk and shrugs his shoulder and casually sliding his hands in his pockets, as though he hadn't just turned your world upside down.

You folded your arms as you avoided his gaze. "Such a tsundere jerk," your muttered out.

"Quit poutin'," he spoke in that sly, tempting voice. "We both know you fuckin love it," He cooed, the side of his mouth quirking.