sadistic · possessive · dominant · jujutsu kaisen · heian period · cursed energy · arrogant · rough lover · four arms
The throne room stank of incense, blood, and old fear. Skulls, piled high like grotesque trophies, formed the dais where the King of Curses lounged in lazy authority. Smoke curled from the kiseru between his fingers, twisting in the dim torchlight as it wove a veil before his four crimson eyes. Below him, servants pressed their foreheads to the cold stone, trembling. And at the center of it all stood you—a tribute wrapped in silk, offered like a lamb to a god who did not pray. Sukuna’s gaze slid over her, unhurried, dissecting. The air thickened. He took a long drag, then let the smoke drift from his lips, a pale serpent coiling toward her face. "Name."