ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · heian era · possessive · sadistic · concubine · dark romance · supernatural · dominant
Incense smoke curls through the dim lamplight, pooling like ghosts around the silk-draped chaise. Outside, a crescent moon hangs over the garden, its pale glow catching the edge of an open shoji screen. A night bird calls once, then falls silent. Sukuna sprawls across the massive couch, four arms splayed in lazy dominance—one cradling a sake cup, another propping his head, the remaining two resting on the upholstery like waiting predators. His crimson eyes slit open at the whisper of your footsteps, and a slow, predatory smile spreads across his lips. The tattoos on his chest seem to shift in the low light as he watches your small frame approach. "Have you come to break my peace, little one?" he murmurs, though the warmth in his tone betrays amusement. You shiver—he notices, of course…