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Sukuna shifted his position on his throne, his robe slowly splitting open, uncaring of the cold drifting making his nipples perk up. His sits up and leans forward, his elbows rested on his knees.
His eyes are fixed on one thing. A certain spiky, black haired boy, laying next to his vessel with his legs spread on either side of the bed, touching himself.
Sukuna has been plagued with being imprisoned in his domain for decades, when all of a sudden he was thrust in the back of one student's mind. Ever since then, he's been waiting for every single opportunity to slowly creep onto the surface, taking control of this boy he despises.
The past months have been torture for Sukuna, especially ever since the holder of the six-eyes has been introduced to him, Gojo Satoru. That man is the most obnoxious, annoying and childish person he has ever encountered in his long life. Everytime he's in Yuuji's vicinty, he wishes he'd been left for dead instead of this ridiculous arrangement. Fuck, why did Yuuji of all people have to swallow his damn fingers.
Yet when he thinks of one person, he's ever so glad and wouldn't change this for the world.
Megumi. Ever since he saw him he's been attracted to the little sorcerer. His lithe little body, his perfect face, his emerald green eyes. Fuck, he's just perfect. Had he been born in Sukuna's era, when he was king with power and ressources to spare, he would have made Megumi his bride with no exception. He would have gauged the eyes out of every peasant who dared to touch or even look at what's his.
But the heavens had it out for him and so Sukuna has met his fate and is plagued day and night with the torturous feeling of being trapped inside his own mind. Sitting on his throne made of bones, bones of the curses and people he shamelessly slaughtered without a second thought. Every second of every day is spent thinking of the next glimpse he might be able to get of his dear beloved.
This, this was his real punishment. Not being able to touch, to smell, to feel the one person his cold, bloodless heart yearns for.
Now, Yuuji was sent on a mission with his little companion friend and they're done for the day, sleeping in one cramped hotel room in Tokyo, too tired to make the trip back to the school. They exorsiced a vicuous curse today, they were close to loosing, Megumi already tiring out every shikigami in his power, yet in the last second Yuuji came to his rescue. That's why Yuuji fell asleep the second his bed hit the mattress, telling Megumi to close the lights. Megumi took ages in the washroom, before he came back and laid on the bed next to Yuuji , careful not to make any sounds.
So Sukuna waited for the pink-haired boy to fall unconscious before he slowly creeped one eye on the boy's cheek open to take a peek. There he was, his only salvation.
It started with simple curiousity, opening Yuuji's complementary eyes everytime the black haired boy was close. Listening to him talk and watching his every move until it became too obvious for the people around him. He always felt the curious glaze of the boy on his eyes though, watching him instead of Yuuji. Yet Gojo made it his goal to keep them as far away as he can, too bad Yuuji and Megumi were attached by the hip.
Yet he forced Yuuji to keep Sukuna in check all day everyday, making sure he never comes out during sleep to ensure he never sneeks into Megumi's room while vulnerable and asleep. Sukuna guesses they mistake his adoration for bad intentions. He truly can't blame them.
Which makes moments like these precious and very rare. Yuuji being so exhausted from the mission he can't help but fall asleep with his vices down, he most likely won't even twitch in his sleep.
Megumi hasn't noticed Sukuna's eye yet and he doesn't seem know what's going on within Yuuji - with all his might, Sukuna tries twitching his fingers, slowly one by one they move ever so slightly. It feels heavenly to be able to take control of this body.
The smaller has his fingers deep inside him right now, slightly shifted away from Yuuji in case he wakes up, but he knows as well as Sukuna, that it would take a miracle to wake the sleeping boy up right now.
By now, Sukuna has regained feeling in all of his limbs, so he sits up on the bed, resting his head on the headboard, his face changing, the black marks creeping in and his eyes turning red ever so slightly.
Megumi notices the movement next to him on the bed and widens his eyes in shock, his fingers stop their movement, slipping out of his entrance with a loud squelch. Slowly Megumi turns his face towards Sukuna's body and in shock he sits up abruptably covering himself with the blanket.
"what the fuck?" he yells, shifting away from Sukuna, breaking his heart. Nevertheless he chuckles and twitches his shoulders.
"what? I just needed a change of scenery." Sukuna says carelessly twimbling with his thumbs over the covers, crossing his feet over each other. Megumi slowly wiped his fingers on the sheets, hoping he wouldn't notice and shakes his head.
"I thought Gojo was clear about keeping you away from me." Megumi says, blushing when he notices Sukuna watching his fingers, the ones still crinkled, slightly wet from his juices.
Sukuna rolls his eyes and shrugs, cracking his neck and fingers, getting used to the feeling of finally moving them. "You think i care, dove?"
Megumi looks at him furiously "Do you know what he might do to you, if he finds out?" he says, bewildered that Sukuna looks so calm. Can they stop talking about this fucking himbo already, Sukuna is getting bored.
"Aww, you care about me? Scared he might hurt me, dear?" Sukuna says, pouting and tilting his head to Megumi.
The black haired boy rolls his eyes and makes move to lay back down to sleep. Sukuna of course won't let that happen, he's out of his mind that he's finally face to face with the boy, he can't let this moment pass.
"Wait-" he says, unsure how to keep the boy from going to sleep, leaving him. Megumi shifts his attention and suddenly stares at him, his eyes going over every detail on his face, lingering on his marks.
"Now that i'm looking at you, you look so different from Yuuji." he says, his fingers twitching as if he wanted to reach out. Sukuna feels flustered, being examined so closely.
"I guess.." he says staring back at the boy, finally taking in every detail with both of his eyes, saving them deep in his memory. Megumi finally makes a move, reaching his hand out, slowly tracing them over the marks on Sukuna's forehead, going down slowly over his nose and cheeks.
Sukuna, savouring the moment, closes his eyes softly, inhaling, enjoying this moment. The boy's touch feels like honey, his soft fingers over his face, his entire attention on him, only him.
"Why do you stare at me so much, Sukuna? I've noticed that, you know?"
The older man's eyes roll back to his head, replaying the way the boy says his name so softly. Slowly he opens his eyes, met with the other's staring directly at him as if he was waiting for his eyes to open. Emerald green meets crimson red.
"Say it again." he whispers, reaching up to keep the younger's hand on his cheek, nuzzling into it with his nose, he smells like sweet tea, clean and minty. Megumi's eyes widen before they soften up whispering his name again.
Sukuna savours the moment, turning his head to place a kiss on the boy's hand, placing soft kisses over his fingers, his wrist. There are no words to describe this feeling right here, all he wants to do is stay right here forever, with Megumi in bed just having the pleasure of feeling the boy's touch on him.
"Do you, like, have a crush on me or something?" Megumi says confused, his hand falling down next to him on the bed. Sukuna is ripped out of the happy daze and stares at Megumi.
"What's that?" Sukuna says, unsure with the terminology, what weird words people use these days.
"A crush? Liking someone and stuff." Megumi says with a blush blooming on his cheek. Sukuna thinks for a moment. Huh.
"I'm trapped in my dormain and every second of eternity, i'm plagued with thoughts of only you, day and night, I linger around you every time Yuuji is near you. Watching you, hearing you talk, protecting you. Nothing else is of importance to me, dear so yes, i would say i have a crush at you."
Megumi's eyes look bewildered during Sukuna's talk, his eyes shifting from his eyes to everywhere else on his face, his cheeks redden impossibly. His eyes crinkle up with amusement at the end of Sukuna's rant.
"on me." he whispers with a chuckle.
"huh?" Sukuna says confused.
"You have a crush on me." he says closing his eyes, a warm laugh rumbling in his chest.
Sukuna's flustered yet his eyes remain on the mesmerizing sight in front of him, the boy's laugh lighting a fire up in his chest.
He's misuse every word in the dictionary to make him laugh like that. Megumi notices his staring and stops laughing, coughing before detering his gaze elesewhere.
"Does Yuuji remember everything when you turn?" he hears Megumi suddenly whisper into the dark. Sukuna has to think for a second, the last time he turned completely was after the first finger and Yuuji never said anything about his memory.
"There's a possibility he might, he also might not, i guess we'll know when he wakes up." Sukuna says, saddened about the realization of having to go back.
All of a sudden he feels a pair of hands grabbing his face, turning it to the side. "i guess we'll know when he wakes up." Megumi repeats after him, placing his soft lips on Sukuna's.
The king of curses, the most powerful curse user of the heian era, reduced to a flustered mess, by this single sorcerer. His heart jackhammering in his ribcage, his hands sweating and his eyes widening in shock.
What wonderful bliss, getting to experience this pleasure.
Sukuna gets himself together, closes his eyes and untangles his hands from the blanket, grabbing Megumi's waist, bringing him over and laying him directly on his body.
Chest to chest, pelvis to pelvis.
Megumi turns his head slightly, fitting their mouths together better, his tongue coming out of his lips to brush with Sukuna's, the other immediately reciprocating.
It has been decades for him, yet when he was in his prime Sukuna would lay with hundreds of bodies, every second of the day. He would act on every whim of his and take and take. Yet nothing compares to this.
The younger boy slings his arms around Sukuna's body, bringing them even closer together and the older is sure, nothing in the world or heavens will ever feel as good as this feels right this second and he already misses this.
Their tongues slide together softly, Sukuna tasting the other boy and savouring it, securing every feeling deep into his mind, lest he forget anything.
He can slowly feel himself filling up in his nether regions, guessing Megumi feels the same because the boy is getting restless, rubbing his thighs together, softly moaning into his mouth.
"Can I touch you?" Sukuna hears when Megumi parts their lips, breathless. The older catches his breath, nodding softly. "Of course, whatever you want, dear." he whispers, overwhelmed with this feeling.
Megumi blushes and peels away the blanket seeing Sukuna tenting the front of his sweatpants. Megumi lays next to him, slowly pushing the sweatpants down until Sukuna's member is freed. Springing out of the sweatpants and slapping his belly, leaving a trail of precum on his abdomen.
Sukuna cringes at the cold air in the room, feeling a new sensation in his body, never was he this sensitive.
He watches Megumi reach an unsure hand down his abdomen, touching and feeling his body until he reaches his cock, slowly trailing a finger down the vein on his underside and grabbing the shaft in his small hand.
Sukuna groans out loud, wanting to bang his head back, yet wanting to watch every movement Megumi does. The younger boy watches his own hand in amazement, stroking his cock slowly from base to tip before swiping his thumb over the slit, collecting some precum before wetting the entire shaft with it.
Sukuna already feels close to exploding, soft pants coming out of his mouth.
"please, may i touch you too?" Sukuna breathes out, watching Megumi carefully.
The younger looks back at his face and nods slowly, peeling away the blanket and spread his leg over Sukuna's.
The curse user looks over to Megumi's groin, seeing his pussy spread out next to him, covered in his juices, his black pubic hair shiny with wetness. Sukuna reaches his hand over, slowly going through the course hair at the top before sliding his finger through his slit, hearing the boy exhale softly.
Megumi's hand increases in speed, going up and down Sukuna's cock, getting used to a rhythym and slowly twisting his wrist at the top.
Sukuna parts his slit carefully, bring two fingers together to stroke the boy's swollen clit. He hears the younger boy whine at the feeling, his legs spreading wider and his hips thrusting up into the air.
"urgh, fuck Sukuna, keep going!" he hears him whine, circling his hips on the bed, the hand on his cock faltering.
The older man doesn't even think about his own pleasure anymore, focused on making the other feel good, so he rubs harder and faster, watching the other grab his arm and lifting his hips up, moaning out loud.
Sukuna hears it before he notices, wetness spraying out, covering his hand, feeling the clit under his fingers pulse. Sukuna rubs harder and faster wanting to make the boy savour every minute of it.
He's mesmerized at the sight, the boy's brows scrunched together in pleasure, his mouth wide open and his neck stretched back. What a beauty.
He stops his hand's movement when he hears the other whine from overstimulation, his legs closing around his hand.
Sukuna takes the hand out, close to his mouth and licks the juices off, moaning at the taste. Megumi can only watch with reddened cheeks.
"that was amazing." he hears the boy breathe out glancing down at Sukuna's erection, purple head and precum smeared all over his abdomen. "let me.." Megumi says leaning down to get closer.
Sukuna can only watch Megumi slide down the bed before grabbing his cock, watching Sukuna closely before closing his lips around the head. The older moans out loud, biting his lower lip and watching him. This sight will be one he's gonna remember forever.
Megumi slowly bobs up and down his shaft, tasting the salty precum on his tongue before lowering his head, trying to take in more of the girthy cock in his hand. He accidently swallows around it making Sukuna's eyes shoot open wide.
"M-megumi, I'm -" he can grit out before Megumi moves back, stroking the length before it shoots white cum all over his lips and face. Megumi holds his mouth open to catch it and shows it to Sukuna before swallowing it all.
"Fuck.." Sukuna groans out bringing Megumi back up before crashing their lips together again. They stay like this for a while, savouring each other and not wanting the moment to end, God knows Sukuna doesn't.
Rolling around in bed together, making out after pleasuring each other, still tasting each others spent between their tongues. Sukuna doesn't know when he'll have the opportunity again.
So, Sukuna parts from Megumi's mouth, bringing their foreheads close to each other, tears slowly form in his eyes.
"please, megumi, please, let me see you again - like this." he whispers out, choking on his own tears. His heart clenches uncomfortably in his chest at the though of never getting the chance to see him again.
To say Megumi was shocked, seeing the curse user like this was an understatement, his heart slowly breaking. He holds Sukuna's head with both hands before placing a soft kiss on his lips, then his cheek.
"I will, Sukuna, I promise." he says before hearing Sukuna exhale in relief.
They lay back down together on the bed, holding each other, Megumi's head on Sukuna's chest, their legs tangled together.
"Let's hope, no pray, that Yuuji won't remember anything..." he says, worry laced in his voice, but Sukuna doesn't bat an eye, uncaring for anything in the world right now but this lingering feeling of something he can't decipher.