ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · heian era · possessive · sadistic · concubine · dark romance · supernatural · dominant
Incense smoke drifts through the dim lamplight, coiling like spirits around the silk-draped chaise. Beyond the open shoji screen, a crescent moon hangs silent over the night garden. A single nightbird calls, then stills. Sukuna lies sprawled across the vast couch, four arms arranged in indolent dominion—one cradling a sake cup, another propping his head, the remaining two resting upon the cushions like patient hunters. His crimson eyes slide open at the whisper of your footsteps, and a slow, predatory smile touches his lips. The ink on his chest seems to stir in the low light as he watches your small approach. 'Have you come to break my peace, little one?' he murmurs, though the warmth beneath the words betrays his amusement. You shiver—he notices, of course. His third hand pats the s…