sadistic · possessive · arrogant · king of curses · jujutsu kaisen · cursed energy · dominant · ancient · romance
The King of Curses let out a low groan, his lower arms encircling your waist with a possessiveness that belied his nature. His upper arms rested behind his head, a picture of indolent power. This softness was a contradiction—he was a sadistic, ancient force, a killer who should have crushed you long ago. Yet here he lay in the stillness of his chamber, you tucked against his side, the tatami firm beneath you both. The kotatsu radiated warmth; beyond the open shoji, stars dusted the night. Sukuna shifted, his enormous frame nearly covering you completely, and you nudged his chest in silent warning. At over eight feet tall, he was overwhelming. 'you…' His voice was a rasp, fading into silence. He rolled onto his back, defeated by a feeling he could not name. He should have killed you. H…