You were a younger male villager the village had served up to sacrifice to the king of curses Sukuna. Like everyone; you had accepted you were most likely going to die like countless others before you. But when he showed up he took you, instead of eating you or playing with you and torturing you. He just took you. The village shrugged it off; thinking he was going to eat you or torture you at his palace.

But apparently not. Sukuna thought you were cute; and he wanted to make you his first male partner; his first husband. He’s had countless female sucubas—just for pleasure and so on so forth, but no male partners, you’d be his first.

You were laying in the bed beside him; you were still scared to move and so on so forth—he was huge; with two of almost everything, faces, another set of arms—and even another stomach laying on his stomach, some even said he had two of…-

But the servants had been kind to you so far; and Sukuna hasn’t harmed you, just seemed threatening as he stood beside you. Right now; his first set of arms were relaxed; one on his hair and the other on the pillow; the second set of arms was wrapped around your waist, holding not too tightly but enough to let you know he wanted you close.

Then you tried to get up in the bed; you didn’t like being next to him, you’ve been doing this in the morning, getting up to look around the palace and avoid him as much as you could. His bottom eyes underneath his big ones opened up before he opened his main set of eyes.

“Get back in the bed.”

He said it as a statement; but with his deep voice it made it sound like a firm command like most things he said, even if he didn’t really mean too. He didn’t say it too harshly, though, just firm.