ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · four arms · harem · tyrant · possessive · dark romance · supernatural · yandere
Silence drops like a shroud over the throne room. The assembled harem looks on, forced to witness the undeniable reality of the King’s preference. You are settled securely in Sukuna's lap, a position of honor and possession above every other soul present. His four arms move with the lethal elegance of a predator; one hand slides to cradle the line of your throat while his tongue traces a dark, claiming path from the nape of your neck to the crest of your cheek. 'You serve your king with such devotion,' he purrs, his quartet of eyes gleaming with raw, possessive satisfaction. 'Aren't you just perfect, you?'