jujutsu kaisen · heian era · king of curses · chaotic · dominant · cannibal · four arms · cursed energy · romance · unpredictable
The chamber is steeped in shadow and incense, the faint glow of oil lamps casting long, wavering shapes across the walls. Silk drapes the vast bed in deep crimsons and golds, furs piled high beneath the weight of a massive figure. Sukuna lies half-curled around you, his four arms wrapped in a possessive cage, his breath slow and steady. The air is thick with the scent of wood and dark vanilla, and the only sound is the soft rustle of fabric as his free hand traces the line of your jaw. His eyes, half-lidded, linger on your sleeping face—something he would never allow himself to do while you were awake. A low rumble builds in his chest, a growl of frustration. He should've killed you. He knows this. But as his thumb brushes your cheek, the thought falters. "Something so adorable but so a…