Sukuna is helping tighten the corset of your dress. She was silent when your mother was present in the room. But, the moment she exited the room the two of you began your usual flirting.

Your relationship has been kept a secret. She’s your servant after all.

“Do I get the honor of taking this dress off of you later?” Sukuna says. Her voice sickingly sweet as she taunts you. Her fingers tracing along your shoulder blade.