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A normal day of minor incidents at Jujutsu High. Itadori and Fushigurou dueling as per their usual routine, with Nobara talking with Maki waiting for their turn. The only thing out of the usual was Sukuna commenting on Itadori's every move and constantly mocking him for being sloppy.
"This brat can't even hold his form properly and talks about keeping me in check, heh!" The comment came when Yuuji stumbled back after taking a hit from Megumi.
"Maybe I would be focusing better if you shut that mouth!" Yuuji yelled at the curse for the nth time since the beginning of their training.
Megumi was a spectator to the bickering happening in front of him. He assumed that Sukuna had been bored and the almost forceful argument going on. Guessed that great curses get antsy too when idle for a long time.
When their going round of bickering seemingly continued for a while without an end in sight, he decided to end it manually, "I guess that was enough training for today." Yuuji instantly gave him a sad look but was ignored in favor of Maki and Nobara waiting.
He walked towards the benches with his bag and felt Yuuji trailing behind him. He had half a mind to say anything, but said his bit anyway, "Y'know....you can just keep a stash of spicy peppers with you at all times to shove in the whatever babbling mouth you want to shut up."
Megumi felt a smile creeping at his lips when he heard Yuuji starting to whine about no one understanding him and no one being helpful. His friend truly was a gem, even though it could be overwhelming at times.
In an attempt to lift his mood, he said, "Why don't we have a round of our own at gaming tonight, huh? What do you say?" The words didn't even leave his mouth properly before having to catch his overjoyed friend jumping on his back.
"You're the best Fushigurou!! You only know the true way to lift a guy's mood!! My best friend! My favorite person! I'll bring so many snacks and drinks; just you wait!!"
"Yes, yes, I get it. No need to scream any more praise." He said this while trying to shake off his back, but to no avail. "Can you please get off now? My back's starting to hurt."
Yuuji instantly got off while apologizing, praising and laughing all at once, when an almost forgotten existence spoke up, "I'm pretty sure I can make you scream a lot more and in way more pleasure than this brat."
This statement alone had enough weight to put the entire surrounding area into silence. Yuuji had immediately started to apologize, completely red in the face, while Megumi had his mind overflowing trying to process it and its implications. Oh boy....he was supposed to be mad, to be pissed, to be...disgusted.....then why did he felt 'want' burning inside his stomach???
Eventually evening rolled around, and the incident was purposefully ignored for the sake of the semblance of normality they had around them.
Megumi was found in his room, pacing around nervously to figure out an outfit to wear. He couldn't just go to his date-but-not-date casually! Plus, he also had to pick all the drinks and snacks. He really didn't have any time for a break, but that won't deter him from his schedule (which he created himself, he thought bitterly).
He decided that him overthinking won't get him anywhere, so he put on a thin black t-shirt along with black skinny jeans with a bedazzled belt.
His errand for the snacks were done quickly, and soon he was standing in front of Yuuji's door. Two quick knocks later, he had Yuuji greeting him with the brightest smile and ushering him into his room, calling it his 'humble abode'.
Their chatting started soon, but it came with another issue. Just like this morning, Sukuna started to interrupt them, talking over Yuuji most of the time or belittling him. Yuuji tried to shut him up, but that nasty mouth would just keep appearing at new places over his body and continue to talk sh*t.
"The King of Curses wouldn't be shut up just like that!" That mouth sneered, it's way much as if it wanted to prove to Megumi that the curse was better than Yuuji. And well, that is very much unlikely and impossible to think, for him.
"Well then," started Megumi, "if that's the case," he looked at Yuuji to see if he would object, "why don't you actually tell us the way to shut you up?"
He fully expected to face objection, but very surprisingly, the objection didn't come. Instead, the curse replied, "Maybe if I can get a taste of you, I will." The curse said as if he was having dreams of the scenario.
"What the fuck are you babbling about, you freak?!" Yuuji screamed at him, following with, "Don't ya dare think nasty things like that about my friend!"
Megumi was once again a spectator to all this, but this time he wasn't uninterested. He felt like Yuuji was keeping something that only he and Sukuna knew about, courtesy of them sharing a body.
His mind had started to wander off to places and thoughts and screamed danger, thoughts that were so alluring yet completely devastating. He opened his mouth to say something but was frozen by the sight in front of him.
In front of him wasn't his Yuuji, it was the King Of Curses himself. He was still physically Yuuji, but his mind was under the control of the curse. It was still the face of his boy, but now having a sneer that fit so bad on the precious face, the expression so foreign.
"Now, Megumi, how about we play for a bit, hm?" The offer would've felt like liquid gold collecting at the pit of his stomach if it had come from the owner of the body, but now it was pure dread and fear of what was about to come.
He leapt off the bed, trying to call someone for help—at least someone to pass the news on to Gojo-sensei. He ran towards the door but was met with the resistant of something like a wall, and it didn't take a genius to realize that he was now trapped in the Sukunas's domain.
He turned around to face the bed where the curse was sitting at utmost peace, "Why a domain outside, huh?! Scared that Sensei will know about my absence from the campus?!"
"Oh my dear prince, why would I be scared of a pesky human like him, huh? I did this only to make sure that you don't panic when I will fuck your brains out." The reply made Megumi hyper-aware of his state, huffing tiny breaths and most probably sweating too.
"Why is the King of Curses asking? Can't he just do it himself?" Megumi replied, thinking that this taunt will surely warrant a reaction. He was looking at front of him and then...
Behind him.
Sukuna was standing behind him.
He couldn't even see it happening. "I'm taking that as permission, just saying as a warning~" the curse whispered right beside his ear.
He was starting to feel lightheaded from everything. Sukuna, the situation, Yuuji, everything, everything was too much.
His first instinct was to jump away from the curse, but he miscalculated the distance between where he was standing and the bed and fell backwards on the bed.
He almost instantly sat up, but even that was too slow as the curse was already hovering above him, and Megumi now ended up directly face-to-face with Sukuna.
That god-damn smirk. He really wanted to rip it off of his face, but that would mean Yuuji would be hurt ultimately, and he couldn't afford that.
"Still thinking about that brat? Am I that unsatisfactory?" The obnoxious statement made him even more irritated.
"Why don't you do something to make it satisfactory, huh?" He was replied with a chuckle. Why were they this close? It wasn't necessary, but he couldn't get himself to pull back to create some distance between them. They were close enough to ki- no. Bad thoughts. 'Wrong' thoughts.
He heard a disapproving noise from the curse before a hand pulled his hair to physically make him turn towards him.
"Guess I'll just have to do all the work huh...well that's fine as long as I get my fill at the end." Megumi put his hands on Sukuna's chest to push him away, but to no avail.
Sukuna crashed their lips together for a kiss.
Megumi was pounding at his chest to stop. His mouth was shown no mercy; the curse was biting at his lips, pulling them and ultimately shoved his tongue in his mouth. He felt like he was being eaten alive. He wanted this to stop, but the hand previously pulling his hair had started to slowly caress his head and slowly push his head towards the man in front of him.
His lungs had started to burn from the lack of air, and soon he was released from the kiss, even though the hand was still on his head. Megumi was positively panting for air, with saliva coating his very visible swollen red lips.
He felt wrecked. All the curse had to do was kiss him to get him brain-dead. He was ashamed of himself, disgusted even. What would others think if they knew he had 'submitted' to a curse? Had allowed a curse to do these kinds of things to him?
He was snapped out of his thoughts with a finger under his chin, making him look into the eyes of the curse. He had beautiful eyes.
What the fuck was he thinking?!
He had lost his mind...
The kiss. He blamed it all on the kiss.
A mere kiss.
But still it felt so good. He wanted it again. And again. And again. But he felt guilty for his want, his need, his lust. His rational brain decides that as long as he doesn't act on his needs, doesn't show them, he'll be fine. He'll be able to get out of this situation without making any regretful decision.
"Hah, who knew a simple kiss could make a brat like you this wrecked." Sukuna quirked up a smirk. "That's not tru- Hmph!" The curse pulls him into a kiss again, but this time, his hand went to roam his body as they liked. Touching his neck, counting his spine, squeezing his chest, circling his waist, thumbing along the waistband of his jeans, making tight circles in his inner thighs. Megumi's lips were once again interlocked with Sukuna's. Megumi tried to push him again but the kiss was making him lose his composure . Sukuna's tongue made it's way inside his mouth tasting every corner of Megumi's wet cavern. The curse pulled away leaving a panting Megumi underneath him. The said boy looked up at the curse only to find his 'beautiful' eyes filled with lust.
Scared. Saying Megumi was scared of the situation was an understatement.
Sukuna went down his neck trailing wet kisses all over it while pulling his t-shirt over his head and his resolve crumpled like some flimsy tissue paper. "s-Stop this!" Megumi huffed earning a light chuckle in return "Why? You were the one asking me to make it pleasurable, so why backing up now?"
Megumi felt hot, so hot, oh so hot. His mind was buzzing with need, the need to pull Sukuna closer, to ask him to do unspeakable things to him. But he won't, he won't go down with this bit of seduction. He refuses.
"Don't put up a fight, we both know what you 'want'. "
Having Sukuna speak about his wants was shameful, and he felt it crawling up his face and burn it. He wants, oh he wants so badly, but he can't shake off his pride. What else has he has left except that?
Sukuna's hand go back to his hair, pulls on it, makes him flinch and look at him. "Oh, to see you blush that deeply. You truly never fail to amuse me, blessing." Megumi looked at him, weighing his options. He felt that if he goes along with his wishes, he'll have a chance to make it out safe, or he can keep being stubborn and meet his end. He felt guilty knowing that it didn't take him that long to decide, as if he already knew the answer. "If you're going to call me your blessing, then you better prepare to bless me with the pleasure you were talking about, too."
"Oh~ talking back and making demands now, are we? I like that attitude and will gladly fuck it out of you, 'blessing'~" Sukuna purred in his ear while pushing him down on the bed and settling between his legs. Megumi turned his face away, seeing Sukuna from below; he truly did have a sculpted body.
Sukuna started to pull his jeans down. "W-what are you doing?!" He just looked up at him and calmly replied, "Well, our next activities will need them to be out of the way, so just making the job easier, you know." Megumi's entire face was burning, and he just gave up and buried his face in the pillow. He couldn't believe he had willingly agreed to this. But anything to make it out alive, anything to see Yuji again...
He jerked out of his mind when he felt something wet on his dick. He looked at Sukuna and saw him wearing his usual smirk while holding a bottle of lube. A moan was torn out of his throat when Sukuna started to jerk him off fully.
The noises he was letting out were loud and embarrassing. He didn't want to hear, and biting his lips and hiding into the pillow was not the correct way because his face was squeezed out of the pillows and held to look into the eyes of the person pleasuring him.
"Princess, the least you can do is to look at me while I'm making you moan out like that." His eyes were starting to water, and his hands were huge compared to him. It was fast. It was rough. It was the best he had ever felt. "Let out the noises, pretty. You sound cute moaning when I'm jerking you like this."
He couldn't hide his pleasure anymore. "Anghh~ ah~ m-more~ please~" He moaned out when Sukuna swiped his thumb over his slit. He had started to rub over his slit with his all.
Soon Megumi was feeling that familiar tug of pleasure in his stomach. "h-Hey slow down! please~!" Too much—it was all too much. His moans had turned into near screams, "I'm sure the entire school is hearing you screaming and begging for me, princess. I hope they're enjoying the show!" Sukuna sang. Shame curled in his core, but his mind was beyond everything except pleasure.
His toes curled, and he was thrashing around from the overwhelming feeling. "I'm gonna cum! p-Please make cum, please, please, please~ aahhhh~" Sukuna was amused to se his precious obsession being knocked down to a moaning, begging and whimpering mess. Just what he 'wanted'~
"Of course I'll make you cum, baby~" Sukuna jerked him through his orgasm. It was truly a sight to behold as Megumi's entire body shook while he came. The screams and whimpers, the teary eyes—it was all too good, and Sukuna was set to engrave the scene in his memories forever.
Megumi had stopped moaning and he felt drained. Exhausted, even. He was lying over, with Sukuna still between his legs and his leg still over his shoulder, when he felt a wet finger on his hole. "no, no, I just came, please. Give me a break...please..." He tried to beg, but seems it fell onto deaf ears.
Sukuna breached his hole with his finger and went to pull him into a rough kiss. The stretch was hurting, he couldn't breathe properly, his brain was going fuzzy, he was tired, and he wanted to "Focus on me, princess, just me. I'll make it all good—so good that you'd want this until you can't. Look at me, baby, and don't panic."
Megumi's eyes were brimming with unshed tears, while he looked at Sukuna and felt Yuji's suppressed aura. He took out one hand from where he was clutching the sheets and brought it up to Sukuna's chest, bunching up his shirt in a desperate attempt to regain focus.
He was seeing the hunger, the lust, and the impatience in Sukuna's eyes and wondered what all that together would bring him. And it wasn't long before he felt a second finger on his hole and instinctively tried to kick him away, but was caught before he could do anything. "Don't break the good boy streak, princess. Misbehaving will not go unpunished, I promise you."
Everything about that statement rubbed him wrong. "Why don't you show me how to behave properly, then!?" He knew what he was getting himself into, but a darker and depraved part of him encouraged him. "You're really dead set on getting on my nerves, aren't you?" Sukuna growled into his ear, and soon the fingers in his ass were pumping in and out of him, and Megumi was helpless to do anything except just taking it.
"Slow d-down! It's too fast; slow it, please~! Aah~" All that was going through Sukuna's was how less patience he had and how badly he wanted to have the human around his cock. "Make up your mind, will ya?" He said as he plunged his fingers as far as they would go and hit his prostate dead on.
He was in absolute glee upon finding it so soon and immediately decided to start rubbing it furiously. "You," a particular deep hit that had Megumi howling, "will take," scissoring his fingers and Megumi thrashing on the bed, "what I give you," starting to stroke his cock with the rhythm of his fingers, "without a single complaint," Megumi rapidly getting close to his second orgasm with his pleas ignored, "like the good little bitch I know you are!" Megumi finished with a loud sob as his entire body trembled.
Megumi felt like he was floating above the clouds. Drool ran down his chin, his hair messy and sticking to his forehead, his entire body still spasming from the after effects of his orgasm. His blurred eyes saw Sukuna lubing up his cock, and all he thought was how badly he wanted that girthy splitting him. Sukuna saw him drooling at his dick and said, "Don't worry, you'll be getting this soon baby~"
Sukuna pulled him in even closer, and now Megumi could feel the tip brushing his rim, and he involuntarily let out an obscene from the overstimulation, "aahhhnn~" The curse wrapped his hands around his waist and thrust his entire length in one go.
Megumi was overwhelmed by the stretch and started to beg him to pull out. "i-i can't, please pull it out p-please; it hurts so bad, please!!" He broke out in tears. It hurt, it hurt so bad, but what could Megumi even do except endure it, Sukuna was set to have what he wants.
Sukuna saw the tears and mercifully gave him some meager time to adjust. Megumi felt his body loosening for him, and despite himself, he felt pure pleasure from the cock splitting him.
He gave an experimental thrust that made Megumi let out an involuntary moan. Sukuna peered down at him and took it as permission to start pounding him.
"Ahh– anngg~ aa~ "Megumi was moaning with every thrust and clenching down on the dick as if it never wanted to let it go.
Sukuna leaned down and grabbed Megumi's jaw with his hand. "Open up, sweetheart; I've got a present." At that point, Megumi was delirious with the sensations in his body, and opened his mouth without any further thinking.
Sukuna looked down at the masterpiece he had made and spitted directly in his mouth, Megumi felt just a hint of disgust which went back as soon as it came but the curse seemed to notice it and quickly put his hand onto his mouth covering it. "Swallow it." Megumi was startled by that dangerous but rather hot tone and obediently swallowed anyway.
Megumi had lost the ability to do anything except moan, whimper, and let little sobs out of pleasure, holding on to the sheets for dear life. His face was blotchy with continuous tear stains.
Sukuna looked down at the point where his cock was going in and out of Megumi and threw his head back in a moan. He gripped his waist even tighter, leaving bruises without any doubt, and started thrusting at an animalistic pace to chase his own high.
Megumi felt the change in pace, and he too felt himself getting closer. His dick had a hard time, and the pleasure was the flavour of pain, but in that state, he was just a mere 'slut' who was ready to take whatever Sukuna gave him.
Sukuna heard his pained moans: "C'mon, baby, give me more than that; I know you can. Give me one more orgasm," he slammed in hard to grind his sweet spot, "and I promise it'll be heaven on earth for you."
"You'll cum on just my cock this time, right? You'll be a good little bitch, right?" Megumi thought that it was impossible, and when he saw Sukuna closing his eyes to moan, he tried to help himself but was caught before his trembling hands could reach his dick and—
slap! A tight slap landed on his left cheek. "Did so much, but ya still decided to be an ungrateful brat, huh?!" The slap hurted, hot tears were streaming down his face and the red he saw in Sukuna's eyes only spoke of danger.
He was looking at Sukuna through teary eyes, begging for mercy, but before he could say much another slap landed right on his left cheek again. And then another. And another one. Until Megumi was positively shaking and sobbing with his face scrunched and red cheek. He was babbling for the slapping to stop, but his pleas were only heard so much.
Sukuna was angry, livid, even. But he was still aroused and wanted to finish, he kissed him again all tongue and teeth, Sukuna started to thrust again and before long, he was already about to cum. Megumi was in pain, quivering, but even through that torture his dick had stayed hard leaking pre-cum, and now with the thrusts resuming, he was about to cum too.
Sukuna's thrusts soon became irregular and then he finally came painting Megumi's walls all white, with Megumi screaming and thrashing and while only a tiny spurt of cum came out of his cock.
He was overwhelmed, overstimulated and desperate for a break and when Sukuna went to pull out his soft dick out of him he freaked out thinking that he would fuck again and started to cry while begging that he can't anymore.
Sukuna saw his condition and tried to pull out as painlessly as he could. He went to the attached bathroom to freshen up a bit, leaving a crying Megumi on the bed.
By the time he came out with a wet towel to clean him up, he found him sniffling and looking exhausted. Megumi saw Sukuna getting close and flinched back and screamed with his already trembling voice "d-don't come...any-where n-near! y-you got what you w-wanted...what m-ore are y-you here for?!" Sukuna was stunned in his place, he didn't know why he was acting this way. He made him feel good, right? So why, he couldn't understand.
He carefully spoke, a bit worried that Megumi would freak out again, "I was only gone to take this to clean you, I truly mean no harm this round." Even after hearing Sukuna's clear assurance, he couldn't trust the curse, not after what he did and how.
"I can clean m-myself very well, thanks for the concern." He snarled at Sukuna and went to get off the bed but fell to the ground, unable to hold himself up on his legs as soon as his feet touched the floor.
Sukuna watched it from the side and gently said, "Maybe it won't hurt to take some help just this once, hm?" He hoped that the human would just let him, he can't stand watching his new favourite human like this.
Megumi looked at him from the floor, positively glaring at him but got his position soon enough and hesitantly nodded. Sukuna saw that and now Megumi was being princess carried to the bathroom while screaming and weakly hitting Sukuna's chest with whatever meagre strength he had left.
Megumi was brought out to his bedroom, placed on his desk chair as he started to doze off due to exhaustion while Sukuna changed the sheets, and soon both were under the covers with Sukuna's hushed promise of returning the brat his body back once sunlight shines through the surrounding trees again and with that reassurance Megumi went to sleep.