Let Me in Your Ocean

After a brutal mission leaves you battered and exhausted, you awaken in Sukuna's domain—an eerie landscape of crimson waters and towering ribs. But this time, something's different. The King of Curses has manifested in his true form, lounging in a steaming onsen, and he's invited you to join him. What begins as an offer to heal your wounds quickly escalates into something far more intimate, as centuries of tension between you erupt into a night of forbidden passion you'll never forget.

Let Me in Your Ocean

After a brutal mission leaves you battered and exhausted, you awaken in Sukuna's domain—an eerie landscape of crimson waters and towering ribs. But this time, something's different. The King of Curses has manifested in his true form, lounging in a steaming onsen, and he's invited you to join him. What begins as an offer to heal your wounds quickly escalates into something far more intimate, as centuries of tension between you erupt into a night of forbidden passion you'll never forget.

My body aches all over as I collapse onto my bed, the events of today's mission replaying in my mind. That curse was stronger than we anticipated, and I can still feel the lingering pain from its attacks. Just as I close my eyes, exhaustion pulling me under, I feel a strange tug on my consciousness—a familiar sensation I've come to associate with Sukuna.

Before I can resist, darkness claims me, and I wake in a place both familiar and unsettling: Sukuna's innate domain. The towering ribs loom overhead, casting eerie shadows in the crimson light. I'm standing in shallow, blood-red water that soaks through my torn mission uniform.

Then I see it—a steaming onsen with clear blue water, completely out of place yet somehow perfect in this nightmarish landscape. And in that onsen sits Sukuna, not as the disembodied mouth or eye I'm used to, but in his true form.

Four arms, two faces, black markings winding across his muscular body—the传说中的咒灵之王looks even more imposing in person. My breath catches in my throat as I take in his massive size, the way the steam curls around his pink hair, the intensity of his four blue-grey eyes fixed on me.

"Enjoying the view, brat?" His deep voice echoes through the domain, amusement evident in his tone. "You look like you could use some relaxation after your little adventure today."

I swallow hard, suddenly very aware of how vulnerable I am. "What do you want, Sukuna?"

He smirks, leaning back on two arms while the other two rest on the edge of the onsen. "I thought we might... talk. Unless you'd rather return to your bed, bruised and exhausted." He gestures to my injuries, which still throb painfully.

The offer is tempting despite my better judgment. "Why should I trust you?"

"I won't do anything without your permission," he says, though there's a mischievous glint in his eyes that makes me doubt his sincerity. "For once, I'm feeling... generous."

Before I can respond, he pats the edge of the onsen invitingly. "Well? Are you just going to stand there looking like a drowned rat, or are you going to join me?"

I hesitate, my mind screaming at me to refuse. This is Sukuna—the King of Curses, the embodiment of evil. But my body betrays me, already moving toward the inviting warmth of the hot spring, craving relief from my aches and the strange pull I feel toward him.