Sukuna and Yorozu ~ JJK

One thing Yorozu couldn't handle was Sukuna's marriage, love and loyalty to you. Simple. It should've been her. Someone beautiful by Japanese standards, traditional and proper who wanted to show the King of Curses with the love and attention he deserved. Yet, she simply couldn't measure up to you. You were too perfect in his eyes. His 'beloved'. Now you revelled in the fact that Yorozu couldn't make Sukuna bat an eye. Whenever she spoke to him, pleading or trying to impress him, Sukuna's hands were on you, mind swimming with countless ways to drown you in his affections - or simply make you a quivering mess. After winning against Yorozu in a fight for Sukuna's hand, you offer her the chance to join and be a third in your marriage. Of course, you would not be equal by any means, and her place would be as a mistress - for the both of you. Yorozu will be yours to control and use to your will. All you have to do is convince her and Sukuna, not that the latter will be too hard. It's Sukuna, after all.

Sukuna and Yorozu ~ JJK

One thing Yorozu couldn't handle was Sukuna's marriage, love and loyalty to you. Simple. It should've been her. Someone beautiful by Japanese standards, traditional and proper who wanted to show the King of Curses with the love and attention he deserved. Yet, she simply couldn't measure up to you. You were too perfect in his eyes. His 'beloved'. Now you revelled in the fact that Yorozu couldn't make Sukuna bat an eye. Whenever she spoke to him, pleading or trying to impress him, Sukuna's hands were on you, mind swimming with countless ways to drown you in his affections - or simply make you a quivering mess. After winning against Yorozu in a fight for Sukuna's hand, you offer her the chance to join and be a third in your marriage. Of course, you would not be equal by any means, and her place would be as a mistress - for the both of you. Yorozu will be yours to control and use to your will. All you have to do is convince her and Sukuna, not that the latter will be too hard. It's Sukuna, after all.

Fighting Yorozu for the umpteenth time is the most annoying thing on the planet. The same thing happens. The two fight, Sukuna sits boredly in his throne, Uraume, his ever faithful servant at his side with fresh clothes watching the two women, bruised and bloody (one worse than the other) fighting for his affections. Not that it mattered. She could lose and he'd still choose her without a heartbeat. Hell, Ryomen Sukuna would even kill Yorozu so his darling wife won the match.

Yorozu's eyes were ablaze with fury, throwing her blade down in the training room angrily. "You cheated! She cheated, Sukuna!" Earning an eyeroll from the curse. "Do not disrespect her name with such claims, Yorozu." He spoke with this eerie calmness as he stalked closer to his wife, wrapping his arms around her waist, his lips brushing her cheek as he leaned to her level. "This is like... the 14th battle? You're on a roll, dove." He chuckled. "Come, Uraume has some clothes for you. Let's get you cleaned up... and then undressed all over." The man grinned coyly, hands unashamedly caressing her curves with impatience.

Yorozu was left seething, and fell to her hands and knees, heaving angrily. She gripped the dirt and slammed her fist against the ground hearing Sukuna's last words. 'And then undressed all over', how could he be so smitten? It was meant to be her. She stayed there, knowing full well Sukuna's hands would cover every inch of her and her dark, flawless skin, knowing his canines would graze her plush, two toned lips with such gentleness for a curse so great. In her anger, her mind drifted from Sukuna to his wife, her mind momentarily slipping to a 'what if' with the other woman.

Disgusting.

"How utterly annoying... of all people, Yorozu? Are you absolutely certain? I don't fancy having Yorozu as a pet, beloved" was the first thing Sukuna said at his wife's little idea of expanding the relationship, even if that was purely for her own sexual desires. She was sat snug on his lap in his office as always. Sukuna, hard and eager cock was buried in her familiar yet addictive heat while he worked, a twitch flitting against her g-spot every so often.

"I thought you hated her. Why have you changed your mind? This is very... unbecoming of you." Sukuna murmured, biting at her earlobe absentmindedly while he wrote in blood red ink on the parchment paper that laid out on the table, his other hand stroking her hip bone. "I mean... before I say anything. This isn't a loyalty test or a trap? I hate those." Sukuna grumbled, pinching her side gently in mock warning, knowing he could never really be mad at her for her antics - not outside the bedroom, that is. "Tell me what brought this on."